Mitch POV
I ran upstairs my tears clouding everything. I couldn't see anymore I was running blinding and ending up tripping on something and I fell. Instead I just sat there and cried for what felt like a century. All of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder. My head snapped up. It was Bella. She sat down next to me. I wiped my eyes and just sat there.
"That sick jerk." She muttered as she crossed her arms. I giggled. "What's she got that you don't have?" she stared at the wall.
"James." I whispered.
She looked at me and sighed. "Pick yourself up you miserable lump." She stood up and dragged me to my feet. She was never one for a pity fest. She took my hand and we walked to our apartment. She went to my room and started rummaging through my closet.
"What are you doing?" I scratched my head.
"No, it's what you're doing." She held up a turquoise off the shoulder dress I had bought a while ago. "This totally brings out your skin perfectly." She walked over to me and touched my curly dark brown hair. "We are going straight tonight."
"Wait what's going on?" I ran after her as she went to her room.
"We are going on a double date tonight." She took her phone out of her bag and put it up to her ear. "Go take a shower and I'll do you hair. Now shoo." She waved me out of her room.
There was no point in arguing. Maybe a blind date will be good for me. I jumped in the shower. I turned the heat all the way. I let the hot water and steam take over. I closed my eyes and let James flow up toward the ceiling with the smoke. Finally I got out of the shower and threw some sweats on.
"I'm ready." I knocked on Bella's door. She opened and I immediately felt super jealous. She looked gorgeous. I had always been jealous of her blasian heritage. Her long black hair was in fell in cascades in front of her tan shoulders. She wore a simple one shoulder white blouse, grey skinny jeans, and multi-colored wedges.
"I wish I looked as good as you." I pouted dropping my flat iron and brushes on her bed and plopping down in the seat in front of her vanity.
"Shut up, you are perfectly fine." She said plugging in the flat iron.
"No I'm not. That's why James picked that girl over me."I mumbled.
"Look at yourself." She turned my face towards the mirror. "You are a beautiful girl, Mitch and I don't know why you can't see that." She nodded. End of story. She then began to flat iron my hair. It was so relaxing that I kind of dozed off after a while.
James POV
"This tastes almost as good as yakisoba back home!" Michi slurped up the noodles very neatly. You couldn't say the same about me. I had sauce everywhere but the bowl. "You are a messy eater." She laughed wiping my face with a napkin. She seemed older than her sixteen years most of the time. I guess she had to grow up fast.
"I want to taste real American food. All we have in Japan is McDonalds." She pouted.
"Well you and I shall go to In-N-Out tomorrow. It's a drive in burger joint." I tapped it into the calendar on my iPhone.
"Awww I would love to but tomorrow is the first day of shooting. Maybe after." She winked. Then she started talking about her shoot tomorrow. But I didn't hear her. The door opened and the hottest girl I've ever seen walked in with another girl and two guys. I did a double take. It was Mitch! Her hair was flat ironed and instead of her usual lax pinny she was wearing a turquoise dress with a tan cardigan and army green converse. She looked at me and I swear I must have looked like a dork with my mouth hanging open. She smirked sarcastically and sat down at her table.
"James. James!" Michi snapped her fingers in my face. "Are you ok?" I closed my mouth and nodded silently picking up my chopsticks and stabbing at my noodles. Why is she here with another guy?
Mitch POV
We walk into the Japanese restaurant and, just my luck, James is there. I got a good look at the girl and I almost choked. It was the Japanese supermodel Michi Sama. How could I compete with that? I had to play it cool so I gave James a fake smile to make it look like I was having fun.
Jake pulled out my chair for me as we got to our table. How sweet. He is a smoking Australian model. He is tan, with blond hair set in a longish flow, with beautiful blue/green eyes. I have to admit he is actually really awesome. He loves Hawiaan pizza, like me. He loves to lax, like me, and he also loves horror movies too, again like me.
"Man this shrimp sushi looks great!" Jake showed me the menu.
"No way! You like shrimp sushi too?" we high-fived.
"Well, Logan and I will share some ramen." Isabella and Logan started to make out.
"Shield your eyes, young one." Jake put his hands over my eyes. I grabbed his hands and took them off my face laughing.
"Dudes, seriously PDA!" I said to Logan and Bella through my giggles.
"My bad, my bad." Logan held his hands up as if he was being interrogated. We all laughed. I noticed I was still holding Jake's hand. He looked down at our hands.
"Oh whoops, I'm sorry." I let go.
"No it's ok." He looked straight into my eyes. Maybe this blind date won't be so bad after all.
