Not A Date

Natalia

Today I got up at my usual time on a lazy Sunday (around 9 am). I ate breakfast and took care of my laundry right away. Now I'm relaxing, writing in my journal while listening to music. Taylor reads some magazines in her bed, and we both flinch when we hear my phone's text notification. My heart starts beating faster at the sight of Alex's name on my phone.

"Good afternoon! I hope you are well rested and up. Would it be okay to pick you up in an hour?" I calculate the time it will take me to take a quick shower and get dressed. It is 12:15 right now. I guess I can make it in an hour. 

I put my phone down after answering him, close the journal and leave it sitting on my desk. Then, I head to the bathroom to shower.

"Is he coming now?" Taylor yells from her bed. "In an hour!" I yell back while getting undressed.