20 May 2012
Chapter 3 There Is The Love I stared at the number in my hand. Should I call now? I wondered. Well you did promise him, I argued. I played with my flame red curls. "What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you and, What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay? I'm falling to pieces, yeah!" My phone rang out. I snatched it up. "Hello?" I asked. "Soraya!" A familiar voice cried ringing out with relief and happiness. "Jay? Is that you, Jay?" "Have you forgotten me already?" He teased. "I was going to call you now, actually," I giggled. "That's nice of you." "It's nicer of you to actually call," I laughed. We both did. It felt right. Comfortable. Was this what love felt like? Did Jay feel like this? Was this normal? "Are you still there, Soraya?" "Um, yes. Y-yeah I-I'm here," I stammered. "Are you free tomorrow?" "Yes." "See you at the park then!" I rushed down stairs to tell my besties about it. I began with the trip to the park an ended with the phone call. "What's his name?" Clawdia growled softly. "James. His mates call him Jay," I shrugged. "Wait, isn't that Heather's ex-boyfriend? You know, Heather, our arch enemy?" Sandy asked. "No, I didn't know he was hers..." I started to choke. Was he still with her? Loyal to her? Could he be working for her? Was he trying to bring to bring us down? I didn't want to think about it. "Sorry, I have to call someone," I whispered, trying to hold back tears.
Chapter 4 Didn't See That Coming "Hello?" "Jay." "Soraya? Are you okay?" "No." "What's the matter?" "Have you ever had a girlfriend? One before me?" "Yes but you have nothing to worry abo-" "I'm not worrying about coming second. How many have you had?" "Three, including you." "Who was the last one?" I stammered. "You're scaring me, Soraya." "Answer me!" "Heather. From The Rockers." I started to sob. "I'm coming over. Where are you?" I debated with myself. Should I tell him? Well, he seemed like he wanted to help me. "The apartment across from park," I sniffed. "Number?" "Fourteen." I promptly hung up and threw myself onto my bed. My heart sank. My eyes blurred. My head pounded. My body was living on. My mind was, too. My heart was not.
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