Lost and Found

Al and James

Jamie's P.O.V.

I grab a yellow spaghetti-strap dress, that goes up to my knees and shove it in my navy blue and white striped tote.

What else should I take to the party?

I shove another small black dress in there and some brown wedges and black sandals. My make-up pouch follows next in the bag, I put it in the side and throw the tote over my shoulder.

"Dad! I'm leaving to Alex's house!"

"Who's that?" I hear from the kitchen.

"A friend from school."

"Already?" He asks in disbelief.

Wow. Thanks dad.

"Mmhmm. Can I go now?"

"What time will you be back?"

"Um, 10:30?" Looking at my watch I answer. It's 2 right now, party starts at 6, so 10:30 is pretty good.

"8 hours? What are you going to do for that long?"

"Dad!" I say stretching out the word.

He mutters a fine, that is quite low in volume but high in earning a smile from me.

I leave the door and get in Jen (my Army Green Jeep).

Twelve minutes later according to the GPS instructions, I'm in front of Alex's house.

It's still huge but not as big as other people's houses I've seen, and for that, I am grateful.

After knocking on the door, Alex greets me herself.

"Hey Jamie!" She says pulling me in for a hug.

"Hey! I brought some clothes to pick from." My enthusiasm is no match for this girl.

"Let's go to my room!"

I follow her up the stairs and into a blue room, with turquoise and purple paisley designs on one wall. The room is absolutely gorgeous.

"Here come sit." She pats next to the bed, I follow and take the two dresses out of my bag.

"BLACK! Definitely!!" She squeals. Literally squeals.

"Haha alright! Should I curl, straighten or leave my hair natural?"

"Ooh. That's hard. You have extremely beautiful hair so, hmm. Can I style your hair?" Staring at her pleading expression, I doubt anyone could've said no.

"Of course." She gleams at my response.

"Okay so it's only like 2:20. So are you hungry?"

"Not really." I just ate.

"Are you not really hungry for like real legit food? Or are you not hungry for some snacks either?"

Smiling at her effort I respond, "A snack would be just fine."

"Okay! Great! Follow me."

All the way down the stairs she asks me my preferences. Favorite chocolate? Twix or Hershey Symphony. Milk or dark chocolate? MILK. Vanilla or chocolate cake? Vanilla, unless it's tuxedo cake. Vanilla or chocolate ice cream? Depends.

And by that point I had asked her, "How do you have so many sweets?!"

"Oh. Well you see, my mom's pregnant and it's my time of the month so you know..." We both laugh. We all know where that sentence was going.

We decided on those chocolate cream cupcake cakes that are heavenly. After we practically shoved them in our mouths, because they were so good, we went back upstairs.

"How do you want your hair James?" I laugh at the nickname that stuck, 'James' and reply with "ANYWAY YOU WANT IT THATS THE WAY YOU NEED IT ANY WAY YOU WANT IT! Pow!"

She bursts out laughing.

"Lyrics are encrypted in my language. Get used to it Al." I say once her laughter subsides enough so my words can be heard.

"Al and James. Two pals in crime of looking hot as hell. Guilty as charged." She says mimicking a Texan accent, even tugging on her jeans for emphasis.

Jeans.

"What are you wearing Al?"

"I haven't picked yet." She says fumbling with her nails.

I walk over, put her hand down and open the door.

"James that's the bathroom! My closets that door!"

I look back at her and we both burst out laughing.

"Oops. But anyways.. THIS!" I lift and squeal. I guess squealing is contagious.

I was holding a white, long-sleeved lacy dress. But it wasn't all lacy. Just the sleeves were. The rest had a white underdress, so that you couldn't see through. And to top it off, it had a brown braided belt.

"This. For sure!"

"I just got that two days ago!" She squeals.

"And I'll curl my hair!" She exclaims.

"And you, hmm. Let's see. You already have wavy hair that's absolutely gorgeous. And why burn it right? So, hmm. I'll waterfall it!!" She says with satisfaction.

I look at my watch and it's 3:08.

"We still have lots of time, wanna do something before?" I ask Alex.

"A MOVIE?!" She screams while running to her bookshelf and pulling out High School Musical 3.

Yes, yes, hell yes.

We both start jumping on her bed.

How we got up there?

Zac Efron.

The answer is always Zac Efron.

Sorry for taking forever to update! School is a pain! Haha