Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 40
My phone rang and I immediately reached for it,
pressing it to my ear as I answered the call.
“Savannah? I had a great time with Waverly.”
“Really?” I asked, slightly disappointed. I tried not to
show it. So what if he had a good time with her? It
doesn’t mean that they’re dating.
“Yeah, I asked her to be my girlfriend,” Jonah told
me. Who cares? Not me.
“You did?” I heard my voice quaver.
I heard him laugh. “Yes, I realized her beauty a while
ago, but I thought she was shallow. Turns out, she’s
smart, likes video games, and she speaks her mind.”
“That’s me! I like video games! I speak my mind! I’m
not very smart though, but Waverly isn’t smart!
She’s shallow!” I cried out.
My alarm shook me awake and I immediately sat up,
my eyes bugging out of my head. Did I just dream
about Jonah? And Waverly? Being together? And I
was jealous? I shook the thoughts out of my head
and stood up.
It’s Wednesday, the day where I could be spending
the hours after school talking to Jonah but instead I
have to report to work. Monday and Tuesday were
snow days and I either sat on my bed playing video
games, scrolling on the internet, or talking on the
phone with Jonah.
At first, our conversations were about how he was
going to get out of his date with Waverly. After that
topic passed, it was him asking me what the dance
was like. Seeing as I’ve been to the dance once with
my ex and it was last year, I wasn’t exactly sure. I
spent the whole night ogling my then boyfriend
instead of hanging out with the friends I did have.
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When I got to school, it went by in a blur. I talked to
Jonah every now and then but I avoided him
whenever Waverly was by his side, which was
always. In all of the classes, the teachers went on
about their plans for the holidays which usually
included flying out to see family. When lunch came
around, I realized that my table was still buried under
at least a foot of snow and I had no place to sit
unless I sat with Waverly.
“Hey,” Jonah greeted me.
I turned to see Jonah, who was finally alone,
standing beside me in the lunch line. Waverly was
already at the table, her salad placed in front of her.
“Hey.”
“Are you still angry about the salad joke?” Jonah
winced at the memory.
Earlier today, Jonah was talking to me and Waverly
decided to hobble over (like a little witch) and I
ignored how she protectively latched onto Jonah like
he was her property. He asked what we were having
for lunch today and Waverly laughed and replied that
she was having a salad. She then proceeded to poke
my stomach and say ‘maybe you should have one,
too, Samantha.’ She even got my name wrong, for
crying out loud.
“No, I’m okay,” I shrugged carelessly. I wasn’t lying
but I wasn’t telling the truth; what she did
embarrassed me and that’s what she wanted to
happen. I’m not going to give her the satisfaction of
getting upset.
After we paid for our lunches, Jonah already
convinced me to sit at the table with him. I just
shrugged and sat down, trying to ignore Waverly’s
glare. 10 minutes into the conversation, I learned that
Waverly’s dress was a teal color and she had gray
pumps, she also had her dress in the locker room
because she knew her mother wouldn’t approve of
the dress. She explained how she was going to get
ready at school aside from going home to shower
and do her hair and makeup.
I couldn’t take the talk of her dress anymore and
Jonah’s matching tie so I abruptly stood up, giving
them the excuse that I had to use the bathroom and
walked away, in the direction of the exit. I tossed my
food in the trash can before I began aimlessly walked
around. We had twenty minutes left until lunch was
over.
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