When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E45

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E45

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 45

I could imagine how Waverly was freaking out right

now, tears were probably rolling down her face. I

couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty but slightly

happy. Although we ruined a 200.00$ dress, I saved

whatever chances I had at friendship, right? I arrived

at work with a huge smile on my face that not even

Shaw could wipe off.

“Why are you so cheery? Isn’t your dream boy off

prancing around at Winter Wonderland with some

other girl?” Mere asked once I entered the store.

I shrugged as my phone started to go off. Jonah’s

name popped up. I turned to look at Mere. “He’s

going to call back. When he does, say that I’m busy

working. If he tries to blame anything on me, give

me an alibi. Say I was here working since the

moment school let out,” I threatened her.

She nodded and I sat on the counter beside her. The

phone rang again and Mere answered it with a smile.

“This isn’t Vanna. Yes, it is I, the great Meredith.”

Mere joked.

Before I could even wonder what he was saying to

her, Ms. Antoinette, my boss, appeared and

beckoned me. I slowly made my way over to her.

“Can you take inventory?”

I pursed my lips before nodding and staring at Mere

before I walked into the small square room. The

clipboard hung on a tack and I placed it in my hands,

preparing to count the wide stacks of videogames

and consoles that lined the numerous amounts of

shelves.

***

30 minutes into the job, I heard footsteps

approaching the door. My back was turned and I let

out a relieved sigh. “Finally, Mere, now can I get

some help?” I asked with a sigh.

“It’s not Mere,” I turned slightly to see Jonah standing

in the doorway with his eyebrows raised and his

arms crossed.

“Hey…Jonah,” I smiled at him, laughing nervously.

He decided to cut right to the chase. “What did you

do?”

“What do you mean?” I asked as he took out his

phone. He dialed a number and pressed a few more

buttons before I heard loud sobbing.

It was a voicemail. “Jonah! Pick up the phone! We

can’t go to Winter Wonderland! Someone ruined my

dress! They cut a huge square out of it!”

I scratched the back of my neck. “That’s…tragic,” I bit

my lip to stop from laughing. Why would she send

a message, to the guy she likes, crying and sobbing?

“Do you know what I’m wondering?” he asked as he

took a step forward. I took a step backwards before

realizing that’s how stupid girls in movies get

cornered.

“Why you sent her to voicemail?” I offered with a

small smile on my lips. He shook his head as he took

a step forward. I took a step sideways, in an attempt

to exit the room but he blocked my path.

“Guess again,” he hissed. I’ve never seen this side of

Jonah; it’s scary…yet attractive. Now, I can see the

bad boy thing working out.

“Why you’re so close to me?” I asked as I moved to

the side but it was to no avail; he simply moved

along with me. It was like we were dancing.

“Not quite,” he told me, leaning in slightly. I leaned

back so my back was at a tilt. It was causing pain to

shoot up my spine. He moved his head so that he

was whispering in my ear. “Where’d you go when

you left during lunch?”