Rainy Days and Mondays (cont)

He walked by me every morning after her class. I could talk to him then. He did always look at me after all, maybe that meant something.

Okay, I guess. I finally agreed with a shrug. My mother drove up then, and I stood, pulled my bags from the table and left Naomi sitting there with that stupid grin plastered on her face.


The next morning, I was so nervous that I had almost talked myself out of it. I had talked myself out of it, but Naomi appeared in front of me with Jacob beside of her. I glared at Naomi briefly before she nodded toward me, turning Jacob’s attention to me. I quickly changed my glare to a pleasant, yet nervous face. I smiled.

“Leslie, this is Jacob Harting. Jacob, Leslie.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Nice to meet you, too, Jacob. I stammered then I stepped forward and hugged him.

He laughed and patted my back. “What was that for?”

Today, is hug a random person day! I exclaimed with a nod.

“Awesome,” He replied, nodding back. Giving a little wave, he moved around us and submerged himself into the sea of people. I stared after him, my heart still throbbing from my bold move. My eyes then shifted toward Naomi and my arms folded over my chest.

Naomi. Why? It was all I could think to say. I was almost shaking, and my cheeks were burning.

She had the gall to laugh. “That was adorable.”

It was… embarrassing. I said with a frown, but my anger had faded by then. I couldn’t help but think about him and how he smelled of my favorite cologne.

After that initial encounter, we started talking. Everything began to happen so fast that my head began to spin, and just like that, I had a date for my senior prom.

It was very last minute. By ‘last minute,’ I mean that the prom was the next weekend, and I had no dress, no shoes, nothing. Zippo. He didn’t have his tuxedo, but we had the tickets and each other and for a while that was all that mattered.

Mother and I went shopping the weekend before the prom and got the exact dress I wanted. The dress was perfect, it was in my size, and it was on sale. God was with me, and He wanted this to work out. The thought gave me a light feeling, and I felt like I could fly. I had been praying so much lately about everything. About Jacob and my life and what I was going to do, and now it seemed like I was getting the answer to my prayers.

Jacob was the answer.

Jacob was going to be my knight in shining armor.

Jacob was my happily ever after.

The dress was long and black, strapless, had a band of white across my chest, and it had to be altered because I was freakishly short and the dress was for normal people. The alterations were done within a couple of days. We got a great price on it, too, because my mother had known a woman that could do it for us.