Time Out
Sam has been gone for a week now. That means it's been a whole week I've been staying at his place and going to work from there. Time has never been any slower. It seemed as though it had been crawling. 7:45.........an eternity later 8:00 and now after what seemed like a thousand years to her, it was 9:00 and still no sign of the silly boy she thought loved her. She had called him a dozen times and all the calls had gone to voicemail. She hadn't bothered herself leaving a message. She doubted Bastian even opened his voicemail. This was all so ridiculous. She had been so excited. Curled her raven black hair down her back and wore a new blue dress that matches her eyes. It was supposed to be their first actual date and here she was waiting aimlessly on his porch feeling rejected. And no one
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