I stared at my screen. Did I see blue or green? I realized I didn't know the color of his eyes even after our coffee date.
Date? Yes, I would like to call it a date. Who cared anymore? I liked to live in delusion if you haven't already noticed.
I was pouting a bit as he bailed out on our plans by saying that he couldn't come to my house on Sunday. He had to go out of town to take care of an unplanned work.
I texted back, "Ok, drive safely". Let me tell you, I didn't feel like a kid whose ice cream was taken away. And as if that was the last ice cream on the planet.
Rose calling my name woke me up from my day dream. "Yo! Earth to Alex. You are not the same after your 'not-a-date'. Are you coming to dinner today with me and George? My treat. I invited Jake too".
I needed a distraction from the blue-green eyes so I accepted her offer. "Free food? Count me in".
Right after Rose went away, I got a text from Dean. "Are you free today? How about dinner?"
How could he do that? Was there some kind of bad telepathy? I was not the type to ditch my friends for someone I was not even dating yet. It felt weird to invite him along.
Rose would embarrass me or I would take up on that job by myself. I was not ready to bring him to my circle just yet.
I have already ditched George once to get coffee with Dean. I couldn't do it again.
Also, he bailed on me once. So it was my turn. You might think I'm petty, but I would call it as 'give and take'.
I replied "Shall I take a rain check? Made plans with friends tonight".
He replied immediately. "Ok baby, take care. Let me know once you get back home".
I was shocked to say the least. Was it normal wanting to know if your friends reach home?
"Okay" I tried to keep it simple. But the butterflies returned and stayed there for a long time.
The dinner was fun as we all were of the same age and discussed about many things after a little awkward beginning. Rose was the type who could bring people together and she was the life of any party.
I didn't remember how we became close. We were in the same college and then came to work in the same office. She was the opposite of me. She was protective of me like a sister and I loved her for it.
Jake was a decent guy and he took good care of Rose. George was friendly and matched Rose's energy level to keep the conversation going.
I was the introvert of the group and I liked to remain silent and laughed at their jokes and provided my valuable inputs occasionally. It was safe to say that I was enjoying myself with my friends.
Rose looked at me and said, "You are awfully quiet, Alex. Something on your mind? Or should I say someone?" So she finally decided to torture the information out of me.
I just glared at her and shrugged. "You know me. I am comfortable being silent".
George turned to me and asked, "You have met someone, right? You went for a date on the day I joined".
I shook my head. "No, it was just a friend".
Now Jake joined them. "Yeah, I remember seeing you going to meet your 'friend' in such a hurry".
"You too, Jake?" I tried to look hurt but my lips decided it was appropriate to smile at their comments.
Rose looked at my face and said, "Leave it for now, guys. We will find out soon anyway". This was why I liked Rose. She loved to tease me but she also knew when to stop.
"Alright". The guys surrendered and moved on to different topics.
Once dinner was over, Jake and Rose left together. George asked me if I could drive him home.
I have learned today that George was staying at a friend's place. I drove him there with his directions. He invited me in but I was tired so I told him I would come by some other day.
It felt normal and not like when Dean asked me to visit his home. I wondered why. Dear butterflies, where were you?
Then I drove back home and texted Dean. "I am back home now. Didn't try to make an art out of anyone's car today".
He replied few minutes later. "Haha. Very funny. Good night, baby. See you tomorrow".
Tomorrow? I couldn't recollect making any plans for tomorrow. But I wouldn't be surprised if my brain did something and kept it from me.
A/N: Do you think they have made plans without us knowing? ;)
I think this song matches the vibe of this chapter. What do you think?
What would you do when someone cancels their plan with you? Feel bad? Yeah, a bit but after that. Will you stay home or make your own plans? Have you ever thought about solo-dating?
If not, take this as a sign to plan one. You could read this cute story too but make it special. Put on your favorite dress and read it in a nice cafe or park. Fall in love with YOURSELF.
Don't forget to post it out loud :)