Chapter Three “Love Should Be a Crime”

“Jena?” I asked into the phone.

“Speaking.” She replied.

“It’s Jordyn.” I said.

“What up girl? How are the boys? Are they hot?” she asked.

“Dan Miller.” I said.

“Come again?” she asked.

“Remember him from high school?” I asked.

“Yeah, how could I forget?” she replied.

“He’s in the group.” I said.

“You’re kidding me.” She said.

“I wish I was.” I told her.

“What did he say to you?” she asked.

“He doesn’t remember me!” I said.

“How can he not remember you?” she asked.

“I don’t know. What am I going to do?” I asked on the brink of tears.

“Calm down Jordyn. If he doesn’t remember you then you have nothing to worry about.”

“But I remember him and everything that goes along with him.” I said.

“Jordyn. That was two years ago.” She said.

“I know. I’ll just deal.” I told her.

“Call me if you need me.” She said.

“I will. Bye.” I said hanging up the phone.

I threw myself down onto the bed replaying the scene from two years ago. I wasn’t exactly the most popular girl in school. I wasn’t an outcast or anything, I just mostly kept to myself. Dan Miller was one of the most popular boys at school. He was class president and a star basketball player. He was an amazingly talented singer and was always the lead in the school plays. No one but Jena knew I was harboring a secret crush on him, so the day he asked me out I was extremely shocked. I was supposed to meet him at the local movie theater at 7:00. I was there at 7:00 and he wasn’t. I waited for two hours and he never came. I was heart-broken. I called Jena and she picked me up and I went back to her house and cried my eyes out. That Monday I confronted him at school. He told me it was all a joke. He and his stupid friends thought it would be funny. Funny? How mean can you get? I know it was two years ago, but just thinking about it still makes me upset. I laid awake for awhile just staring at the ceiling. I couldn’t believe he didn’t remember me. Sure my hair was longer now, and I ditched my glasses, but I was still the same person. Suddenly a knock at the door made me jump.

“Come in.” I said.

Of all people Dan walked in.

“Hey. I saw your light on and I just wanted to say good-night.” He said.

“Good-night.” I said rolling over hoping he would take the hint and leave.

He didn’t.

“So Trevor said you’re from Ohio.” He said.

“Yes.” I replied.

“What part?” he asked.

“Near Twinsburg.” I said.

“Seriously? I’m from Twinsburg.” Dan said.

“Wow, small world.” I said sarcastically.

“Well, I’d better get to sleep. Tomorrow’s going to be a long day. Good-night.” He said leaving my room.

Chapter 4

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