June 28, 10:37 am
I was sitting on my bed, curled up into a ball, but I received a text from Sandy. It said; Wanna meet up at the pier? Just us? As I read the message, I wondered if Mikayla told her to meet up at the dock, but no, she wouldn't do that, she's my wingman and I'm her wingman. But eh, I'm fine if she told her.
As I took a shower and then changed into clothes that were for the cold windy day outside, I wrapped my scarf around my neck, then went out of my room, seeing Louis on the couch watching Netflix, he turned around after hearing me close the door.
"Hey," he said, "You okay?"
"I'm fine, Louis, you don't have to worry about anything."
"Okay, if you say so." He said, not saying a word at all after that, I guess he really is an asshole. He cares when someone is done but when they say they're okay, he doesn't mind again. Fucking loser.
As I drove to the dock near Magnolia street, I saw her standing there, wearing the red jacket that I gave her two years ago. It's time to tell her my feelings. This is my last hope.