Yayy!! Thanks for the comments on the prologue guys! =D Here's the first chapter. Hope you girls like it.
P.S. The guys are introduced right away...just felt like stating that. =]
.01
I needed a break from all the back-to-school stress so I took my old 1960’s Mustang Convertible out for a ride. I stopped at the local Starbucks hoping that it wouldn’t be too crowded. I sat down at a table as my friend Ronny, who was luckily still on his shift, made my usual Caramel Frappuccino. I sat facing the doors and couldn’t help but notice when three tall men in black trench coats, hats, black Ray-Bans, and scarves wrapped around their faces walked in. Creepers… I thought to myself. One of them sat down across from me, obviously not noticing I was sitting there. When he looked up and saw me I could almost see his eyes grow large through the dark lenses in his glasses.
“Spe…Spencer?” I knew that voice anywhere, even muffled behind a scarf. My mouth fell open in shock.
“Joe?” I asked as he unraveled the scarf from around his face. The other two walked over and stood at the edge of the table.
“Spencer!” I heard Nick say taking off his coat, and everything else they were hiding behind. Kevin did as well.
“Hey!” I tried to sound excited to see them. Nick attacked me with a giant bear hug.
“It’s been so long, how are you?”
“I’m just fine.” I said as Kevin gave me a hug. I tried my hardest not to look at Joe. Just knowing he was sitting across from me at a table made me uncomfortable…and feeling a little disgusted.
“But I uh…I have to go.” I said getting up, forgetting all about my Frappuccino and walking straight to the door.
“Spence…wait!” I heard Nick call as I stepped outside and ran straight to my car.
I got in my car and sat there for a while shocked. As I turned on the ignition I felt those tears from half a year ago coming back. No…no don’t cry, not now. I told myself, but it didn’t help. I put the car in reverse, pulled out of my spot and drove home, tears spilling out of my eyes. Of course I still had feelings for Joe; he just wasn’t the type of guy you could brush off easily. I pulled into the driveway and saw my mother on the front porch flipping through a magazine. I walked right past her and up to my room. I flopped down on my bed and grabbed my cell phone. I needed to talk to Ashlee.
“Ashlee?” I asked when she answered.
“Hey what’s wrong?” She could hear my shaking voice.
“I just had a run in with the jerk.” I heard nothing on the other line.
“I’m sorry, honey.” She finally said.
“Do you need anything?” I always knew I could count on her as a friend.
“Can we take a walk? I need to just get away and calm down for a while.”
“Of course. I’ll meet you in my driveway in 10 minutes.”
“Okay, thanks.” I said before hanging up. I wiped my eyes and fixed my make-up, grabbed a sweater out of my closet and headed next door to Ashlee’s house. I sat on the curb in front of her house waiting.
This was his sweater… I thought to myself, looking down at the sleeves that were all too big for me.
“Hey.” I whipped my head around to see Ashlee walking towards me. I jumped up and we headed down the road, away from town.
“You think you still have feelings for him?” Ashlee asked me as we approached the swing set. I nodded with regret, sitting down on a low swing.
“Ugh. I just hate him for hurting you so much.” She said sitting down next to me.
“I know, thanks Ash. I don’t…just…why?” I asked no one in particular.
“He’s a big as.s jerk, that’s why.” He was, I can’t stand myself for still feeling something for him but in a way…it’s out of my hands. I wiped my eyes with the long sleeves of the sweater; I could almost smell his cologne as it brushed past by my nose. We sat there silently for a while watching the little kids run around the field. I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I looked at the screen and my mouth dropped.
“What?” Ashlee asked trying to see who had texted me.
“It’s from…Joe.” I said flipping open the screen and reading the text aloud.
Hey, I want to talk. Can we meet somewhere?
“What should I say?” I asked frantically.
“If I were you I wouldn’t go.” Ashlee said. I bit my bottom lip and stared at the text. “But if you want to, then I won’t stop you.” I didn’t want to go…what if I lost it? Well that would suck for sure!
Uh…sure I guess. Where?
He responded within minutes.
You know where.
I did know where. The field…our field. I thought to myself.
