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My hair is down, falling around my shoulders in a dark-brown curtain. I even straightened it, so the natural waves are gone.
I wanted to look sleek and classy tonight for my date with Dave.
My makeup is done just so—a natural look but with a bit more eyeshadow than I normally wear.
And if I do say so myself, in this moment, with this anticipation, I look every bit as beautiful as Rory or Callie.
So I won’t cry.
I won’t mess it up.
I’ll make sure someone sees me tonight.
Even though David Simpson is an hour late.
A whole hour.
I’ve texted him several times, but no response.
He called me earlier but didn’t leave a voicemail.
The coward didn’t have the courage to even leave me a message.
He’ll probably give me some excuse. His family needed him for some other crisis. Or he lost track of time doing God knows what in the orchards again.
Maybe I should have told him I loved him back. Maybe this is my fault.
Or maybe he got pissed off that I went out with Grayson. I told him that we were just friends going out for dinner, and that?—
No. There’s no excuse.
If he no longer wanted to see me, he could at least have texted me before I spent the whole afternoon dolling myself up.
But no.
Something else stole his attention away from me tonight, away from the date that I’ve been looking forward to all week—that he’s been looking forward to all week, according to the texts and phone calls we’ve shared.
But when the moment of truth came, he ghosted me.
He’s no doubt wishing he hadn’t said those three fateful words so soon.
My appetite is gone, of course. I’m too upset to eat. But I have to do something.
I don’t know the girls on my corridor yet. I just moved in a week ago. The sorority girls are all at the house or already have plans for the evening.
I could go over to the house, see if any of them want to go out.
But I’m not in the mood to be a bubbly sorority girl tonight.
No. I’m in the mood for something else entirely.
If Dave wants to blow me off? Then I can blow him off right back.
Where to go?
I don’t have a lot of money in my purse, but I look the part, and I want to go somewhere classy and elegant.
The Carlton. The bar at the Carlton. I have enough money to buy myself a drink, and after that I can start a tab on my credit card.
