Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 18
“When do you have off?” Jonah casually asked,
sticking his hands in his pockets.
“I work every day this week except for Sunday,” I
told him as we walked to my car. He was trailing
behind me like a lost puppy.
“That stinks,” he told me and I shrugged.
“I get paid so I don’t mind.” In all honesty, it’s kind of
a bummer. I do the homework I can in the 2 hour
gap between the end of my school day and the start
of work. I have no other time for anything. “Why do
you ask?”
“Well, you said you wanted to meet my sisters,” he
shrugged. “And I know you won’t meet them in
school because well, you don’t even want to meet
me in school.”
“Maybe next week,” I shrugged before getting into
my car. He waved at me while he backed up. I
smirked as my car roared to life. I don’t even know
what type of car he drives, if he drives.
***
“What’s up with the hottie that you’ve been talking to
lately, he ask you out yet?” Mere asked while flipping
through her magazine. I shook my head, a look of
disgust clear on my features.
“I’m barely the guy’s friend never mind love interest,
Mere. Besides, he’s quite annoying if you ask me,” I
scoffed and she furrowed her eyebrows.
“But he’s hot,” she countered. I shook my head with
a sigh. “As long as he’s hot he can be as annoying as
he wants.”
“Not everything’s about looks, Mere, personality is
important, too,” I informed her. “But his personality’s
saltines, too.”
“And why is that?” she spit her gum into the trash
bin.
“He can’t take an insult if it’s served to him on a silver
platter. He brushes them off like fuzz on a shirt,” I
leaned on the counter, my arms folded.
“How’s that bad?” Mere asked in confusion.
“He won’t stop bothering me! Even if I tell him to ‘lay
off,’ he keeps following me and sitting next to me,” I
placed my head on the counter.
“Maybe he just wants to be friends,” she suggested. I
looked up at her and scoffed, shaking my head.
“Why would he choose me to be friends with? Of all
people?” I hoisted myself onto the counter, sitting
beside Mere.
“You’re funny and pretty,” she smiled and I let out a
bark of laughter. My glasses fell down the tip of my
nose and I quickly adjusted them.
“You’re funny and a liar,” I countered.
“I’m being serious, Van,” she rolled her eyes, closing
her magazine and turning to me. “What happened to
the guy at the library? You never finished that story.”
“That’s him,” I told her.
“You mean the hottie is the library guy, too?” she
asked, her eyes widening slightly.
“Jonah is the library guy,” I clarified. She gave me a
flat look before letting out a frustrated groan.
“You have it so easy with guys!” I gaped at her.
“Easy? The last boyfriend I had dumped me after 2
months,” I told her and she rolled her eyes.
“You were 15; when somebody tells you they love
you, you’re going to believe it,” she sighed. I
furrowed my eyebrows.
“Did you just recite Taylor Swift lyrics?” I asked.
“That’s not the point, Van!” she cried out. “This guy is
destined to be yours. Trust me! I mean, don’t you
see the signs? You see him at the library where he
shamelessly flirts with you and then you-,” she was
cut off by my ringtone.
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