Chapter 2
At that very moment I didn't know what to feel. Was I supposed to be happy? because he's here again. We might have another chance. Or was I supposed to be furious, angry, sad-
"Okay!," but my thoughts were cut short by the director who was trying to get our attention. That was when I realized I was just looking at him, staring deep into those hazel eyes of his, slowly breaking deep inside just by the mere sight of him. I noticed something weird though, he was actually staring back at me, it seemed like he was trying to fathom what I was thinking at that moment. He was somehow making some sort of connection but he keeps on failing. He looks away first of course. "Now that you're here, Joe, we can start." He shuffled for a moment then started making his way to the seat across me, so we were basically face-to-face.
After the introductions and the other welcoming rites were given, scripts were handed out and schedules were finalized. Last minute reminders were shouted then followed by the congratulatory remarks and the awkward hugs and handshakes. Then came the good-byes. Next thing I knew, we were on our way home.
"Are you okay, dear?" My mom asked me on the drive home. "I'm fine. Just, a little bit tired. Who knew a meeting like that could totally drain you out!" I was totally faking all of this. Actually, I wasn't okay. Though I'm not quite sure why. I try to tell myself that maybe I am just tired, that I need to rest. But a part of me says it's because of...him. I know my mom knew I was lying but she let it go and she didn't say anything anymore.
The drive home was... quiet. Really quiet. Once I got to my room I placed the script by my bedside table and started searching for my guitar and music sheets. While doing so, I saw an old box sitting under my closet. I took it out and started dusting it off. When I opened it I was surprised to see my old music sheets. But there was one music sheet that certainly caught my eye. It was the one I wrote after Joe broke up with me. I was so devastated; I didn't know what to do then. Suddenly the memory of the time I was writing this song came rushing back in when I saw the now dry smudged ink caused by my tears. It was entitled 'Forever and Always'. I took it out of the box and grabbed my guitar.
And that night was spent reminiscing the past and how everything used to seem so right.
SONG: Forever and Always - Taylor Swift
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