You Make Me Feel So Right, Even When I'm Wrong

3/23

I’m looking at the ceiling waiting for something to hit me for my creative writing story I have to do. My phone rings. I grab it without looking at it.

“Hi,” I said.
“You sound upset,” Dean said.
“I can’t think of anything to write.”
“Aw honey.”
“I’m done with everything major. I gotten my Psychology easy done so is my English paper.”
“While what do you have to write?”
“A story.”
“Haven’t you been writing one?”
“That is not a short story. That might make a Novel. I need this to be in 10 pages.”
“I have no idea how to help you.”
“I know urg I should just write my essay that is due Thursday next week.”
“Go out of your room and have fun.”
“How you like Toronto?”
“It’s nice to see some of my family.”
“That’s nice.”

We start talking about him and Toronto and we hang up. I sigh and look at my computer and bit my lip and grab my phone and call Nicole.

“Hello,” Nicole said.
“Hey have you started the short story for creative writing?”
“No are you done with your term paper?”
“Yeah. I send it to her and she is looking over it to see how it is and see if I need to change anything.”
“I understand, when is the paper due?”
“April 26 last day of class.”
“Right wait for what class?”
“Creative writing.”
“Ok and English?”
“For me it’s April 19th so for you it’s 18th?”
“Yeah and then we just read it out loud and we take a test through at the finales right?”
“Yes.”
“Ok and what about creative writing?”
“Summary of the story on the 26 then we pick three and they read it out loud.”
“Ok sounds fun.”
“Yeah hey can you check my Psychology paper for any mess ups?”
“Yeah send it over.”
“Thanks.”
“No problem. You want to get together for dinner and just start bouncing ideas off of one either for the story?”
“I’m going out with Vicky for dinner.”
“Oh that’s right.”
“Would love to because I need that.”
“Tomorrow some time or are you seeing Dean?”
“Nope I’m seeing Dean on Tuesday after classes.”
“Why is that?”
“He is in Canada.”
“Write about a girl missing her lover.”
“I try bye.”
“Bye.”

I hang up and start writing the story about what Nicole suggested and I send it to her and Ashley asking how they like it then send Nicole my psychology paper and see the time that I should go to Vicky’s. I get up and grab Dean’s Monster hoddie that I haven’t gave back to him. I go and drive to Vicky’s apartment and nock on the door.

“Hello,” Vicky said opening the door.

I hug Vicky and she leads me to the table and I see Ricky my ex-boyfriend.

“Hello Angelica,” Ricky said.
“Hi Ricky. I didn’t expect you,” I said.
“You didn’t tell her Vicky?”
“Surprise,” Vicky said.
“Great.”

I sit down unsure how this will be since Ricky was angry when I broke up with him the day before the last day of school.

“How are you doing?” He asks.
“Good,” I said.
“In to Monster?”
“Yeah. It’s really good.”
“Ok. So where do you go to school?”
“USC.”
“Not Yale?”
“They didn’t like me going to my senior year out of a good high school.”
“Oh that’s too bad.”
“Yeah.”

Tony came in and we all start talking and feeling wired. Ricky and Vicky goes to the kitchen.

“I don’t like him,” Tony said.
“Why?”
“He is trying to faze me out.”

I nod my head since I see it too.

“So what exactly do you do?” I ask him.
“My dad owns a lot of different things and while I’m going to school I’m a head manger at his restaurant.”
“That’s nice.”
“Yeah he isn’t happy about Vicky.”
“What about Joey?”
“He loves his grandson so dose my mom but they don’t like Vicky.”
“Do you?”
“Yeah they just don’t like that she wouldn’t married me when she told me she was pregnant.”
“Aw that’s sweet.”

Vicky came back with Ricky.

“I see that is not a normal monster jacket,” Ricky said.

I look and sigh noticing that it is Dean’s team hoddie.

“Yeah it’s for a supercorss team. I really like supercross and my favorite riders are on this Team,” I said.
“Oh who is your favorite rider?”
“Dean Wilson.”
“He is top in points right now,” Tony said.
“I know I’m so happy.”
“I don’t know that name,” Ricky said.
“You don’t like supercross,” I said.

Vicky looks at me.

“So how are you and Dean?” Vicky asks.
“Who is Dean?” Ricky asks.
“A guy I’m seeing and we are doing great,” I said.
“You are seeing someone?”
“Yeah.”
“Is it serious?”
“Pretty.”
“Angel you always fall hard. So it’s serious,” Vicky said.
“We just seeing other people it’s nothing really he isn’t my boyfriend.”
“You dissever better,” Ricky said.

Tony looks at me a little and I see a light bulb went off in his head.

“Dean is the name of the guy you dating?” Tony asks.
“Yeah.”
“I want to meet him. I mean you only dated me so I want to see the guy who you are in love with right now,"Ricky said.
“Sorry you can’t.”
“Why?”
“He isn’t in the country till Monday.”
“While then during the week I can meet him. We all meet at USC since that is where he has to go to school.”
“He doesn’t go to college.”
“Oh I’m surprise about that lives around the campus then?”
“No he doesn’t live in LA at all.”
“Really and you can trust him enough not to get with another girl?”
“Yes.”
“What is it about me?”
“Thank you Vicky and Tony for having me over for dinner. Good bye.”

I get up and leave. I go to my dorm and cuddle in the bed and my phone rings. I grab it and see It’s a picture of Dean with his new hair cut he told me about. I laugh a little but smile since he still looks cute. I call Paris.

“Hello,” Paris answered her phone.
“Can we talk?”
“Sure what is wrong?”
“I went over to Vicky’s for dinner and she had Ricky there.”
“Are you upset?”
“Yes, why did Vicky do that? He wants there to be my friend. He then goes and start attacking Dean.”

I start crying a little.

“Aw honey. Do you not like Dean as much as you want?” Paris asks.
“No. Why did Vicky do it? Why doesn’t she like him? Is there something that is wrong with Dean?” I ask.
“Oh no he is fine. Dean is a good guy and he is infatuated with you so bad. I think once Vegas is over and the ceremony is over no one wants to be near the room you guys have.”
“Why?”
“He is going to be trying to have sex with you that night. He is going to get together with you.”
“Ok, Thanks for that.”
“No problem. Hey call him ok.”
“He is most likely parting.”
“You should call him ok.”
“Ok bye.”

I hang up and see I got a text from Ashley that the story is so good and she wants me to come up so I can see Dean. I laugh and text Dean asking if he is available to talk and he didn’t respond to me for an hour. I sigh and go to bed.
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