♥CHAPTER 9♥
I’ll run, have a little faith in me
I can see it in your eyes, you're scared
All these things they force you to do aren't fair.
I'm here to chase away these tears.
Baby, we can chase away these fears
“Cassie!” I woke up with a jolt; someone just had to wake me up on this beautiful Saturday morning. I fell off the bed with a loud ‘thud’. I got up and glared at the person who dared to wake me up at 9 in the morning, And the culprit was Alex.
“What now, Knight?” I gave the most menacing glare I could muster.
“Whoa! Easy there Cassie Cakes, I woke you up because Hayley needs someone to shop with, you know for Victoria's after prom bash.” He was holding his hands up in an ‘I surrender!’ pose.
Victoria, the school's slut with a big mansion and super rich parents always throws the best parties. Every year she throws a big bash about whatever, it could be like the 'after-SATs bash' or anything she wants. This year, she wanted it to be the day after prom so everyone will remember her and her stupid yet insanely awesome parties.
“Fine. Tell her to meet me at the coffee shop in 30 minutes” I sighed, her and her ways of annoying me.
Now you’re probably wondering what the name of the coffee shop is. Well the name of the coffee shop is, ‘The Coffee Shop’. Very original, right? Not! I think the guy who named it couldn't think of any name so he decided to name it ‘The Coffee Shop’. Stupid name by the way.
“Great! Thanks Cassie Cakes!” And with that, he was gone. Alex always comes up of stupid nicknames for me, I really don’t know why. One time he called me Cindy for no reason. Sometimes his nicknames were cute, sometimes it just sucks.
I went to the bathroom and took a shower and got dressed in a purple shirt with a ‘pig with wings’ print, black faded jeans, and my favorite Vans. I went to my car and drove off.
I arrived at the coffee shop and saw Hayley waiting. I entered the café and sat in a booth where she was sitting in.
“Yo.” I gave her a two finger wave.
“Great! You’re here, let’s go!” She pulled on my arm and led me to my car. I’m guessing Alex drove her to the café seeing as I can’t spot her car anywhere.
“Where are we going anyway? And why the hell are you in my spot?” I asked as she took a seat on the driver’s and began starting up the car.
“We’re going to the ‘Senses, Style and Smell’ for our dresses and you don’t know where it is so I get to drive?” She looked up at me with hopeful eyes when she said the last part.
“Fine.” I sighed and turned the radio on and put an album of ’30 Seconds To Mars’.
30 minutes later we arrived in this little mall like thing and headed off to the shop Hayley mentioned a while ago.
We began searching for ‘the perfect dress’ as Hayley would call it. It had been almost an hour and we still haven’t found it yet.
I saw a pink frilly dress and showed it to her.
“Hey what do you think of this one?” I asked, holding in my laughter.
“Oh…I think it’s…cute. Not!” We were laughing so hard I thought my guts were going to spill.
“I know I just wanted to see your reaction” I said after a few minutes of laughter.
“I thought you were actually considering it! I mean look at it, it’s so slutty and ugly” She exclaimed.
“I know right? Only Victoria would wear something like this!”
Just then the school’s bitch entered the shop and saw me holding the pink frilly, slutty dress. Speak of the devil. I guess she must’ve thought I was considering wearing this because she said:
“Oh my God! That is like the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. You so got to wear this like on prom!” She gushed.
“Yeah, I was thinking of wearing it and hook up with a few guys on the party and not let my boyfriend know” I replied, sarcastically of course. But Victoria, being the school’s slut with lack of brain cells apparently didn’t catch my tone.
“That’d be like so fabulous! You should’ve like opened up to me like sooner! We could’ve been like best friends or something!” With that, I tossed her the dress, grabbed Hayley’s hand and walked away, shaking my head. I mean, could that girl be anymore stupid?!
After my escape from the witch herself, Hayley found the perfect dress; it was a light blue halter dress that stopped just an inch before her knees. The color matched her eyes, making it pop. She tried it on and was a perfect fit. Great, now time for me to find a dress of my own.
After going through almost all the dresses I found something pretty, I found something that stood out beautifully. I took it from the rack and examined it. It was a simple white dress that stopped also an inch before my knees; it had a black ribbon underneath the bust and was the cutest dress I’ve ever seen. I gazed at its beauty; Hayley saw me holding up the dress and forced me to try it on.
I did what I was told and tried it on, it was a perfect fit. I couldn’t come up with reasons to hate the dress and not buy it. I changed from the dress to my clothes and went to the cash register. When we finished buying the dress and shoes, my phone rang.
‘Come on, come on, come on
You know you've gotta
Come on, come on, come on and celebrate
'Cause we are together, made for each other
We can stand alone
And now no one can touch us’
“Hey there babe.” I answered.
“Hey, how’s my girlfriend doing?”
“She’s fine. Why’d you call anyways?”
“What? Is it wrong to call my girlfriend who I haven’t seen all day and tell her I missed her?” He cried in mock horror, I could see the smirk on his face.
“No, but you already saw her yesterday. And why am I talking about myself in the third person anyway?” I laughed.
“I don’t know. Still I want to see you, I miss you.” His voice was calm yet I could hear the anticipation in his voice.
“Okay fine, meet me and Hayley in 5 minutes. Bye!” I was about to hang up.
“Wait! Where will I meet you?” He laughed, God I loved his laugh.
“Right. How about starbucks? Bring Alex with you!” At the mention of Alex, Hayley perked up. I fought the urge to laugh at that.
“Okay babe, love you.”
“You too!” With that I hung up.
“Man, that was so gross.” Hayley started.
“Oh shut up, apparently you haven’t heard yourself when you’re with Alex” I shoved her, but not too hard.
“We do not talk like that!” She denied.
“You’re right.” I paused, she smiled.
“You’re worse!” With that I ran off, Hayley trying to catch up to me saying ‘take that back! We do not!’
We arrived at sturbucks in exactly five minutes. I sat next to Derek and gave him a kiss. Hayley did the same, only with Alex of course.
The boys ordered us the usual and we began chatting.
“So what has my lovely girlfriend bought for her prom day?” Alex asked Hayley.
“I bought a pretty dress and you can’t see it!” She stuck her tongue out; Alex had a look of mock disbelief.
“And how about you?” Derek asked me, making the other two look at me.
“It’s a secret.” Derek looked like he was a fish, his mouth opening then closing. Alex had to laugh at the sight.
“Dude, you just got burned!” Alex pointed a finger at Derek. Derek gave him the finger in return.
After hours of joking around and talking about whatever that was on our mind, we decided it was time to go home. Alex drove with Hayley using Derek’s car, which he forcibly gave because he wanted to be with me on the same car. I told Derek I could handle myself but he shrugged and told me ‘I want to be with you as much as I can’ making me remember he has to leave in a month for tour.
I’ve already met the other half of Split Second Eternity during one of their practices. Cole Jacob Anderson was their bassist, he goes by Jake. He had hazel brown eyes and jet black hair with spikes at the back and a fringe on the left side of his face. He was like my brother; funny, annoying, and can be protective at times. But all in all he’s a fun guy. Next there was their drummer, Aiden Zachary Johnson. Aiden was the typical party guy; he loves booze, chicks, and one night stands. But sometimes he could be the nicest person you’ll ever meet. He knows how to comfort me and can tell if I have a problem with something. He has blue eyes and brown hair; he almost looks like Garrett Nickelsen from The Maine, that’s why I dubbed him ‘Garbear version 2.0’
Anyways, we arrived at my house and he walked me up to the door and gave me a white rose.
“What’s this for?” I asked, twirling the rose.
“That is because I want you to know that I’ve never felt like this for anyone. And This is because I love you” He handed me another rose, this time it was red. I couldn’t help but smile, he’s always so sweet.
“I…I…” What the hell?! Why can’t say it back? Oh no. Derek’s going to think I don’t feel the same way. But I do, don’t I?
“You don’t have to say it if you don’t mean it you know. I just wanted to tell you how I feel about you.” He tried his best to smile, though his smile didn’t reach his eyes. I felt like I was being the mean person here, if I could just tell him!
“No Derek! I know I feel the same way!” I said, convincing myself more than him.
“No, just say it when you feel the same way. I’ll see you Cassie.” He kissed my cheek and walked away.
I haven’t felt this sad in years, I mean I do love him but why can’t I say it back?! I feel like I broke his heart, it’s unfair. Why can’t I say it back?! This is so frustrating. I mean I do love him, right?
I went to my room. As I lay on my bed, I kept thinking. A few minutes later, I got up and took a shower, changed my clothes into a pair of pikachu shorts and top, brushed my teeth, and went to my laptop.
I signed in to MSN and saw Hayley online. I clicked on her picture and started a conversation.
.skittlesheartsmusic: Hay, I’ve got a prob. :(
.grimrandomness: What is it?
.skittlesheartsmusic: Derek told me he loves me, I couldn’t say it back.
.grimrandomness: What?! Why?!
.skittlesheartsmusic: I don’t know! I just couldn’t bring myself to say it back. I feel so mean. :(
.grimrandomness: Aww, Cas. ‘S ok.
.skittlesheartsmusic: You didn’t see his face, it’s so heartbreaking.
.grimrandomness: Then talk to him tomorrow. Tell him you’re sorry.
.skittlesheartsmusic: Think that’ll work?
.grimrandomness: Honey, trust me. I know Derek, if he told you he loved you, he’ll forgive you :)
.skittlesheartsmusic: Thanks Hayls, I gotta go. Bye!
.grimrandomness: Any time. Bye ttyl!
I logged off and shut off the computer; I went to bed thinking of what’ll happen tomorrow.
© Gabrielle.
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