Part 3: Finale
Ugh!!!! Traffic is ridiculous at this time. Maybe it’s just me. Ever since Trevor left the library I couldn’t stop staring at the clock. Stressing about what I would wear, do I have the right shoes, and what to do with my hair. Why did I suggest this to be tonight?
I guess my subconscious wanted to get this over with. Maybe he’s a good guy and we’ll start this whirlwind romance or maybe he’s a jerk. Whatever the case, I have three hours to get home, clean up my apartment, and get ready for this dinner tonight.
As I open my apartment door all I could see is chaos. With only two hours and thirty minutes left until eight, I have to at least clean up this living room. While ferociously tossing papers into the trash can and hanging up jackets that should have been put away two months ago, my mind couldn’t help but wonder back to him. Slightly depressed and staring off into the distance. My mind wonders not to overwhelming thoughts of Trevor, but back to Daniel. It has to be at least three months since we broke up, but my heart keeps going back there. Snapping myself back into reality I realize that I stopped cleaning. Staring over at the clock ,I only have two hours left.
Only 30 minutes left and I find myself daydreaming again. This time it’s while I’m staring at the mirror. With a 5’7” size 8 frame, I’ve always been desired but never dated the right guy. I snap myself back into reality and begin to massage lotion into my mocha brown skin. My dress hanging on the right side of my mirror, dark blue like the suit he was wearing this afternoon. As I stand up to slip it on, I look back at the mirror one last time giving myself a little smirk when I hear a knock at the door.
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