New Update ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "If you're lost and alone and you're sinking like a stone, carry on. May your path be the sound of your feet upon the ground, carry on. Carry on, carry on." sang loudly from a phone, waking me up enough to answer. My hand felt around the table to locate the singing device. "Hello?" I answered sleepily. My eyes were still shut, keeping out the blinding light. "Taylor?" the voice on the other end sounded confused. "Well yes. Who else would you expect to answer my phone?" I exaggerated my voice to sound sarcastic. "Well, I was expecting Sam. Mostly cause this is his phone.", she answered me. My eyes widened suddenly and I quickly sat up. "What?!", my voice raised slightly. I can't believe I picked up the wrong phone. I mean I should've known that wasn't my ringtone. "Ugh, Taylor tone it down. I don't wanna be awake yet." Sam complained to me. "Is that Sam? Did you? You tell me when I see you. Anyways, tell him I need a ride." she hung up on me. I placed his phone back on the mahogany coffee table. Jen probably thought I had slept with him, but she wasn't entirely wrong. I mean I did use his lap as my pillow, though her version may be a bit more risqué. I pushed myself off the slowly, trying not to disturb Sam. My feet shuffled down the hallway to the bathroom. I pulled on my clothes from yesterday and added a gray fleece pullover hoodie of Sam's. I looked like death warmed over, but nothing a little make up couldn't fix. After a good thirty minutes in front of the mirror, I looked somewhat presentable with a side braid in my hair. I plopped myself back on the couch, causing Sam to jump awake. He had slept long enough, plus we had to stop by my place and Jen's. I turned the television on the morning news to check the weather. The weather lady mentioned more rain was due our way. Lovely. "Sam! We have to go now!" I yelled at him while walking out the door. He was taking forever doing god knows what. He knew we had to pick up Jen, yet he insisted on five more minutes. "Alright, lets go." he pushed past me. I caught his cologne as he did and even though it was light, it was enough to put me in a haze. My hand was taken by his, rushing me into the passenger seat of his car. The radio blared some alternative band, The Offspring maybe, and he coaxed me into singing along with him until we reached her house. "So what's up with you two?" Jen asked as blunt as possible, sliding into the backseat. It sounded like the fact we spent the night was eating at her. "Well, good morning to you too." I joked with her, trying to switch subjects. I mean I couldn't answer that. I barely know the answer myself. I could feel her eyes on me the whole car ride to school. The only break I got was when I went into my own house to grab my books. I should tell her, but I don't know if I'm ready to confess it all. I had to find Jonas when I got to school, then everything would be clear again.
Anyways here's the update... I'll be gone for a week. I'll work or try to at least get one or two updates done while I'm gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Did you raid your brother's closet? I always knew you were in one. I just figured that you would dress better when you came out." Natalie teased me. I've seen her walking funny every morning after a big party or a football game. I could shoot insults right back at her, but I don't have time for that. I was on a mission, I had to find Jonas before class and tell him. "Go away, I don't really feel like bantering this morning." I replied harshly. I mean if you don't like me, why follow me down this dreadful looking hallway? I saw Jonas at the end hallway, talking to a few guys about what looked like baseball. Natalie stopped in her tracks with look of a deer in the headlights. I guess no one had really spit back at her before and normally I wouldn't either, but my nerves were running thin. I wouldn't waste my last nerves on her, I needed those to talk to Jonas. The crowded hallway was making it hard to get to him, my shoulders hitting every single person as I parted through it. A few people shouted for me to watch where I was going and few others said harsher obscenities. "Jonas, we need to talk." I grabbed his arm, pulling him out his conversation. "Taylor." he beamed. He had this cocky grin on his face, like he was the most interesting man. "Look..." I started. "At you? I already am and it's a beautiful sight." he interrupted. He let his eyes explore me in a way that his hands would, if we were alone. "No. I..." I try to speak again. "Want me to take you out tonight?" he interrupted again. I was starting to become annoyed with the way he was acting. I just need to say one thing. "About that." I started to confess. "You'd..." he began. "No. I do no want anything to do with you anymore. I'm done with this and you. I'm especially not into you 'taking me out' tonight." I shouted at him. It caused the once busy and bustling hallway to fall silent. Everyone was staring at me and Jonas looked taken aback. His eyes went from interested to empty in a matter of seconds. "Oh. Well ok then." he answered in a flat, lifeless tone. I felt bad for doing that to him, but he left me no choice. I walked away from him quickly, going to class. When I looked back at him, he was still standing there, but he didn't look the same. Something had changed.
BUMP OMG. I like Jonas's playa attitude . It's not a quality I look for in a guy, but for him , it's just so damn hot
I tried sounding cool . I should just stick to being the wallflower . Maybe I'll find love like the other story on here