Chapter 2
A/N ok so my tumblr is now wildfores. This was supposed to be longer but I'd rather update now than make you wait so if it's a bit uneventful Sorry D: I've got this whole story planned out and I promise it gets a bit more interesting after this. As for nothing but you, I've written the first 2 paragraphs so I'm getting there!
Tegan POV
Only a week after I come to a brand new city, that half the time speaks in French, I have a date. When? I don't know yet. It's been two days since that night with Sara and I can't stop thinking about her. I don't know what it is but I just can't. It's like some cheesy magnetic pull or something. Who knows? I walk into the liquor store to find something for my best friend Jeremy's wedding. Coincidentally the venue for the event is only about 3 hours drive from my new apartment. I feel a buzz in my pocket signaling someone's calling me. I pick up the phone with my attention still on the rows of alcohol trying to find something he'd like.
"Hello Tegan? This is Sara," I hear her voice come through. "Oh, hi Sara," I say stopping in the middle of the aisle.
"Um, do you want to have dinner with me Friday night?"
"Sure, uh, 8 o'clock?" I tell her automatically hoping I don't sound to eager.
"Alright, I'll pick you up, just text me your address. See you Tegan." I say bye as a wide grin spreads across my face. I can't help but feel excited, just like I'm a teenager again, but I like Sara so it doesn't matter. I pick out a bottle of Grey Goose and pay for it before heading home. I open the door to my small and messy apartment and check my voicemails. Hi Tegan, it's Jeremy. Just checking if you're bringing anyone to the wedding? I can save an extra seat for you. Call me A.S.A.P ok, bye. Oh shit. I completely forgot that the wedding is this Friday. Hoping Sara would agree, even though it would be a weird first date, I call her to ask if we could change our plans. After a couple rings, she picks up, "Hi again Tegan," she chuckles.
"Hi Sara, sorry but I totally forgot Friday is my best friend Jeremy's wedding, so would you like to change plans or come be my date to the wedding? It's a three hour drive just so you know."
"Oh, um, I guess so," she pauses for a moment, "Sure, Tegan I'll be your date. What time should I pick you up?" she asks guessing that I probably haven't gotten the chance to buy a car. "Around 2 o'clock should be fine," I tell her. "2 PM it is, bye Tegan." This time I hang up and smile, happy that she agreed to accompany me to a stranger's wedding.
Thanks to loads of unpacking and settling into my new job, Friday rolls by quickly and I find myself standing in front of my closet searching through my still yet-to-be-organized pile of clothes. In the end I reluctantly don a simple black dress thinking that I should probably put a little more effort into my best friend's wedding. After that I start my hunt for some shoes.
At 2 o'clock the bell rings and I buzz Sara in, still doing final touches on my hair. I open the door and am met with Sara in a grey blazer and tight black pants, looking as handsome as ever. "Oh wow Tegan you look great!" I try to hide the blushing as I return to compliment, "Thanks, you look great too." Seriously Tegan can't think of another word other than great?
I shake off my nerves and pull it together, "Sorry it's such a weird first date, but I promise it'll be fun," I tell her honestly knowing that the after party is going to be great.
"Oh it's fine really, I really need to do something other than sit in a bar and drink," she says sitting down on the couch waiting for me to finish up.
"So you drive 3 hours to a stranger's wedding with a girl you've only seen once before?" I joke.
"Well don't put it that way then," she laughs getting up seeing that I'm ready, "Are you ready?"
"Yup, lets go," we both walk out to her car and hop in starting the three hour journey.
"Um, there's some music over there. Just choose anything you want," she points to the compartment in front of me. I pick out a Bruce Springsteen CD slipping it into the machine. "So Sara, what do you do?" I start our conversation.
"I used to be a radio host but now I'm a journalist. It's a bit more calming since I don't work on a contract anymore. For now though I'm just taking a break."
After a little more talking, her phone rings and as it vibrates, it slips off the middle section to the ground by my feet. I lean down to grab it.
"Who is it Tegan?" I look at the phone screen and read out the name, "JessicaRedDress." Weird. "Oh just hang up, I'll call her later," she says quickly trying taking the phone from my hand. Confused I scroll down her contacts list full of names with a small description on the back. What the hell? "Sara who are these people?" I ask as she takes the phone from my hand. "Just some people I met," she looks away and tries to change the subject to the wedding but I don't let her. "People you met at the bar?"
"Um, yea," she chooses honestly but I'm still not satisfied.
"Sara do you sleep with everyone you meet?" I ask shocked as I put pieces together.
"No of course not! Just… a lot of them…" her face turns red, whether it's from embarrassment or shame, I don't know. I'm not necessarily judging her, just surprised and slightly upset that she still contacts these people. "Do you still?" I have to ask.
"Not after the night with you, if that's what you mean. Don't judge me, I'm not the worst one out there ya know," she tells me with a slight tone of anger.
"Oh, sorry Sara, I didn't mean it that way. And I'm not judging you, just trying to understand I guess," I say hoping I didn't give too bad of an impression.
"Oh, maybe I'll tell you about it one day."
Wondering what she means by that, I hand her back her phone as she turns onto the highway. We get talking and we learn a lot about each other. I tell her about my family, my job and those typical things you ask someone when you have three hours to spare like favourite colour, food, music, and all those. She tells me about how she quit the radio station and took up writing, though she did leave out the part about taking a break. Maybe it's personal so I don't inquire further. After we get going from the rest stop we switch places and I drive the car while Sara falls asleep. I spend the last hour listening to music and finally get to the location. There's a little bit of chaos going on and I have to stop for a bit while they bring a load of chairs across the road. My eyes look to Sara, still silently sleeping. I smile just thinking about her. It's weird, it's like even just being around her makes me happy. I drive slowly following a man who leads me to the parking area. I stop just under a large tree to keep the car shaded. "Sara," I lightly tap her shoulder to wake her up."Hm?" "We're here Sara." She wakes up and we both eagerly get out of the car stretching out our limbs. I look around and see Jeremy standing outside oversees the last minute touch ups. "C'mon, there's Jeremy." I take her hand and walk over to see my best friend in a tuxedo, "Damn you clean up well!"
"Tegan, Hi! It's been too long Teegs. Wow you look amazing," he hugs me tight then pulls away looking at Sara, "And who's this?"
"This is my date, Sara. Sara, this is Jeremy, one of the grooms." They shake hands and introduce themselves.
"WHAT THE HELL?" We're interrupted by some guy freaking out over something. "Shit, gotta go guys, I'll see you later," Jeremy runs off to go sort something out.
"One of the grooms?" Sara looks at me.
"Yea, he's gay too," I inform her. "Oohh right," she nods and smacks her forehead. She looks around, "Tegan, um, are your parents here?" I totally forgot that if they were here, Sara would be meeting my parents on a first date. Thank god they aren't coming to this reception but to the second wedding closer to her in America.
"Oh my god, that totally slipped my mind, but no they aren't," we both sigh in relief and I giggle, "Oops."
She just laughs at me and I thank the universe she's being so chill about this being out first date.
A steady flow of people come in and I see some of my other close friends Ted, Rob, Hunter and a few others. I go over and introduce Sara and she manages to get along with them pretty well. Before long the reception starts and we're all sitting down waiting for the groom to walk out. After a short while, I see my best friend looking the happiest I've even seen him marry the love of his life.
The next few hours fly by and before we know it, we're at the hotel's nightclub starting off the after party. After a couple drink and lots of dancing with Sara, I can't help but think how the night is going to end.