I woke up the next morning with Billie in bed beside me and
James on the sofa. I checked my phone and saw had a text message from Ace.
“Happy New Year! X”
“Hey,” I said after he picked up the phone, “It’s Scarlett.”
“Oh hey Scarlett, are you okay? What’s up?” He asked sounding concerned.
“I’m fine, I’m fine, I just wanted to say I’m sorry about last night.”
“Sorry? Why?” he asked.
“For making you leave, I didn't wanna seem rude, I am really sorry.”
“Listen Scarlet its fine, your friend’s safety more important than me, I’m just glad he’s okay.”
“Me too, do you... do you wanna go out sometime this weekend?” I asked trying to sound casual.
“Yeah, sure, going out with you is…. Fun,” he laughed.
“I promise it won’t end like something out of Eastenders this time.” I heard him laugh.
“Listen, I gotta go, works getting busy,” he said.
“Oh, you went into work early, that is brave!” I laughed, “I’m going in this afternoon, Ill text you what day we can go out, thank you for understanding.” I put the phone down to Ace then I heard Billie groan as she woke up.
“Morning sleeping beauty,” I laughed.
“Shh!” she moaned, covering her face with her hands. She had always been self-conscious of her face while she slept. “What time is it?” she asked sitting up.
“What the hell Billie you’re not even drunk!” I laughed, scrolling through my phone.
“I’m just tired okay! Works been mega crazy, that and James going missing has really messed up my sleep.”
Billie worked as a wedding organizer, we had always joked that I’d never let her plan my wedding after all the moaning she does about her clients.
“Go back to sleep then, I do have work in an hour or so though,” I reminded her as I walked into the kitchen. James was lying flat out on the sofa snoring. I laughed to myself, I had such lazy friends, but I realised now it was horrible living without them. I made some cereal and watched some morning TV. I was just getting ready for work when my phone buzzed. It was an unknown number.
“Hey, who is this?” I asked.
“Hey, sorry, it’s me Jake… from the train we met on-“
“I remember… how did you get my number?” I asked remembering it was him who had given out his number.
“Right… this is gonna sound kind of weird but when I put my number into your phone an email notification popped up and I accidently clicked on it… I saw your name was Scarlet May and I managed to find you on Facebook, I found your number on there…”
“Right okay, that is kinda creepy,” I said, a bit freaked out.
“I know, but I really wanted to see you again, I knew you wasn’t gonna call me, girls I like never really do,” he laughed. I didn’t know whether to be flattered or put the phone down on him.
“Jake, I’m sorry I didn't call you, I wanted to its just so much has happened since meeting you, I didn't mean to give you the wrong-“
“Scarlett, it’s okay, I just wondered if you still wanted to go on that date I've been dreaming of?” He asked so sweetly I found myself saying yes.
As soon as I put the phone down I regretted it. The guy stalked my Facebook to get my number for god sake, why was my number even on Facebook?! I rushed to my computer and logged on. I scrolled down for ages until I noticed I’d written my phone number down as a comment on a distant family members status.
“Hey, what you doing, don’t you have work?” Billie asked walking out of the shower.
“Billie, would you be freaked out if a guy scrolled through months and months of posts and status’s on Facebook in order to find your number?” I asked. She nodded.
“For sure, I mean that’s borderline stalking,” she laughed, grabbing my hair dryer, “can I use this?” she asked holding it up. I nodded.
“But it could be romantic….?” I said.
“Hmm, nope, weird,” she laughed, “why?”
“There was this guy I met on the train to my parents, he gave me his number but I never called him, but he called me just now, he said he found my number on Facebook,” I told her.
“You put the phone down and told him to get a life right?”
“No… were going on a date actually,” I replied awkwardly.
“You’re joking right?” she burst, “you’re too soft, what about Ace? James had been telling he’s a great guy Scarlett!”
“Billie, Ace and I are just dating, it’s not serious… yet, it’s just a date! He isn’t even my type he’s blonde and cheesy,” I laughed.
“And how would you feel if Ace was dating another girl?” Billie asked. I thought about it, I would feel kinda jealous but we aren’t in a relationship I reminded myself.
“I’d be cool with that,” I shrugged. Billie looked as if she didn’t believe me. And she was probably right, I did really like Ace, he was my type, he had a great personality and I really did like being with him but still a part of me wanted to date other guys too…
“Hey, sorry, it’s me Jake… from the train we met on-“
“I remember… how did you get my number?” I asked remembering it was him who had given out his number.
“Right… this is gonna sound kind of weird but when I put my number into your phone an email notification popped up and I accidently clicked on it… I saw your name was Scarlet May and I managed to find you on Facebook, I found your number on there…”
“Right okay, that is kinda creepy,” I said, a bit freaked out.
“I know, but I really wanted to see you again, I knew you wasn’t gonna call me, girls I like never really do,” he laughed. I didn’t know whether to be flattered or put the phone down on him.
“Jake, I’m sorry I didn't call you, I wanted to its just so much has happened since meeting you, I didn't mean to give you the wrong-“
“Scarlett, it’s okay, I just wondered if you still wanted to go on that date I've been dreaming of?” He asked so sweetly I found myself saying yes.
As soon as I put the phone down I regretted it. The guy stalked my Facebook to get my number for god sake, why was my number even on Facebook?! I rushed to my computer and logged on. I scrolled down for ages until I noticed I’d written my phone number down as a comment on a distant family members status.
“Hey, what you doing, don’t you have work?” Billie asked walking out of the shower.
“Billie, would you be freaked out if a guy scrolled through months and months of posts and status’s on Facebook in order to find your number?” I asked. She nodded.
“For sure, I mean that’s borderline stalking,” she laughed, grabbing my hair dryer, “can I use this?” she asked holding it up. I nodded.
“But it could be romantic….?” I said.
“Hmm, nope, weird,” she laughed, “why?”
“There was this guy I met on the train to my parents, he gave me his number but I never called him, but he called me just now, he said he found my number on Facebook,” I told her.
“You put the phone down and told him to get a life right?”
“No… were going on a date actually,” I replied awkwardly.
“You’re joking right?” she burst, “you’re too soft, what about Ace? James had been telling he’s a great guy Scarlett!”
“Billie, Ace and I are just dating, it’s not serious… yet, it’s just a date! He isn’t even my type he’s blonde and cheesy,” I laughed.
“And how would you feel if Ace was dating another girl?” Billie asked. I thought about it, I would feel kinda jealous but we aren’t in a relationship I reminded myself.
“I’d be cool with that,” I shrugged. Billie looked as if she didn’t believe me. And she was probably right, I did really like Ace, he was my type, he had a great personality and I really did like being with him but still a part of me wanted to date other guys too…
After the whole James situation Michael and I hadn’t really
spoken to eachother, apart from when we were working together. And today was the same. Work
was kinda slow but the customers we had were super annoying. This one woman
almost had a panic attack because she had to wait for 10 minutes before Michael
and I could check her Chihuahua over, since when was a tick an emergency?
“Please can you just sit down?” I asked trying to keep my cool, “the vet can’t see you right now, he’s with a customer.”
“Well some people actually have things to do!” she screeched, “some people don’t have time to sit around in a waiting room!”
“But he’s busy!” I hissed, trying not to upset the other people in the surgery.
“I don’t care! Do you know how much my insurance costs, what if my little baby dies because your busy!”
“I assure you your dog will not die, he has a tick, the vet will get it out of him when he’s done with this customer.” I replied calmly.
“If you’re wrong young lady, don’t think for one minuet I won’t sue your little arse!” I looked at her as if she was crazy and nodded my head. “And also if they charge me for missing my hair appointment I will hold you personally responsible, do you understand that?” I nodded my head and ushered her away from the receptionist desk. About a minuet latter Michael came out. He has obviously heard all the shouting and asked me what was wrong.
“Just don’t make her wait any longer, or she’ll you know, sue us,” I laughed. He smiled and called out her name. As she walked past me she tried as hard as she could to knock me out of the way.
“Finally!” she exclaimed, “I get to see a proper vet…” she turned and gave me a nasty look. I rolled my eyes and closed the door.
“Please can you just sit down?” I asked trying to keep my cool, “the vet can’t see you right now, he’s with a customer.”
“Well some people actually have things to do!” she screeched, “some people don’t have time to sit around in a waiting room!”
“But he’s busy!” I hissed, trying not to upset the other people in the surgery.
“I don’t care! Do you know how much my insurance costs, what if my little baby dies because your busy!”
“I assure you your dog will not die, he has a tick, the vet will get it out of him when he’s done with this customer.” I replied calmly.
“If you’re wrong young lady, don’t think for one minuet I won’t sue your little arse!” I looked at her as if she was crazy and nodded my head. “And also if they charge me for missing my hair appointment I will hold you personally responsible, do you understand that?” I nodded my head and ushered her away from the receptionist desk. About a minuet latter Michael came out. He has obviously heard all the shouting and asked me what was wrong.
“Just don’t make her wait any longer, or she’ll you know, sue us,” I laughed. He smiled and called out her name. As she walked past me she tried as hard as she could to knock me out of the way.
“Finally!” she exclaimed, “I get to see a proper vet…” she turned and gave me a nasty look. I rolled my eyes and closed the door.
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