I woke up to the smell off pancakes and the sound of birds chirping out my window. I slid out of bed and threw on a robe and headed to the stairs, I took a glance down the hall and noticed Niveas door was open, she must have been already up.
I made my way into the kitchen where betty was preparing chocolate chip and blueberry pancakes. My favorite
“Miss Hayden. Mr Dylan and Miss Nivea are in the dining room.” Betty said as she gently flipped another pancake.
I walked into slowly and saw Niveas face almost in her food, she looked like hell. And I saw Dylan reading his morning newspaper and sipping on his coffee.
“Good your up.” He said acknowledging my entrance and slamming his cup down. Causing me to wince, my head was ponding.
He gestured me to sit.
“What were you two thinking?” He said in an almost too calm of a voice.
“I dunno..” I shrugged, taking a small bite of the pancakes that Betty slowly placed infront of me.
“I don’t want to see that behavior, again…from either of you.” He said again slamming his coffee cup down, this time hard enough to awaken Nivea from her day dream.
“Right sorry, never again.” She said before racing off. My guess was to the washroom.
“So Christmas is tomorrow, I would like you guys to please be awake for 9 am.” Dylan calming said as he got up and left the room.
I went back up to my room and decided to unpack, but I mostly just starred at my packed bags before falling asleep.
I woke up at around 2 pm. Remembering Christmas was tomorrow and I had no gifts. I grabbed my phone and called a taxi to take me to the mall.
When I got to the mall it was packed just like expected, I ran into a small trendy clothing store an got a few pieces for Nivea that I knew she would love and went to the Record store where I picked up Holden a variety of records, new and old.
As I was making my way out of the mall towards the car my phone vibrated, I didn’t recognize the number so I just ignored it and got into the back of the car and headed home to wrap.
When I got in the door I ran upstairs and found the entrance to the guest bedroom and wrapped for hours where I knew no one would disturb me, after I was done I decided I would just leave them in there since no one would be coming in.
I crawled back threw the space and grabbed my phone.
1 Missed Call
1 New Voice Mail
Hello, I hope I have the right number here, its uhh…John . From the club the other night. It was quiet loud so I have no idea if this number is correct or not …sorry im rambling. If your who I think you are and I m who you think I am. Give me a text or a Ring….Bye.
What an awkward person, I giggled to myself. But he was so cute. I decided to give him a chance and call back. … no answer.
I didn’t want to play phone tag and leave him a message so I just sent a quick text instead.
Hey John, Its Hayden. I do remember you and it IS the right number ;)
Lame, why did I add a winky face. Nothing I could do now I already sent it, before I set my phone down it beeped,
Hayden, what are you doing on the 27th :D ps. Sorry I cant answer , im at work I shouldn’t even be texting, but shhhh ;)
Ohh a working boy..hmm the 27 th , well since I have no life im free as a bird.
Hmm I’ll have to check my busy schedule but im sure I could squeeze you in, what were you thinking? And ohh I like rebels :P
WHY AM I SO LAME AND AWKWARD. I thought to myself as I re read my already sent message..he now is not going to ever talk to me again.
Were going out J how does dinner and a walk threw the park sound? And I like living on the edge ahah.
Wait, was I just being asked out here, by some hot stranger. Who am I becoming im never usually like this. But what the heck. “Living on the edge” right..?
Great see you then.
