Like, what are the chances? I've been seeing Troy everywhere.
And it's not like I mind because he's so beautiful, but it's WEIRD. Why is this even happening?
But of course he has a girlfriend. He's hot. Why wouldn't he? It's fine. I don't like him. But I'd feel less bad about staring at him if he was single you know? Because if I had a boyfriend that was as hot as him, I wouldn't want any girls staring at him. I guess it's inevitable, though.
Also, it's a random Monday afternoon. What are the chances that I ran into him? Well, I didn't really run into him. He was a little busy with his girlfriend to even notice me, I think. But I definitely noticed him.
"Hey, sweetie," my mom comes strolling into the kitchen where I was sitting around the island doing some homework, "what are you doing?"
"Homework," I tell her, turning to her, "you're just getting done with coffee?"
She shakes her head, "No, I stopped by your grandma's, she made food and since your dad and sister are out for the night and you went to eat with Sophie, thought I'd stop by and take some of her food instead of having to make some or get something."
Oh, right. Grandma makes the best food, anyway. "So how was your coffee date?"
"Oh, fine," she goes over to the fridge and takes out the milk, "how was the mall with Soph? Did you get anything?"
I shake my head as I close my textbook. I'm just about done. "No, she did, though. We got some lemonade and then just window shopped for a bit. But um, yeah, so you and Kathy are like friends now?"
She gave me a sort of weird look and continued pouring some milk in her glass, "We hit it off at church and I know she's going through some things so yeah, I told her if she ever wanted to talk, we could go for some coffee or something and she took me up on it."
"What kind of things?"
"Just some things," my mom tells me.
Ugh. I'm so nosy, but I know my mom's not going to tell me. She's so loyal and she's a great secret keeper. Like, the best. "I saw her son at that party Saturday night, actually. He lives in Laguna, so yeah..."
My mom's head perked up a little. "Oh, you did? How was he?"
Ummm fine? Why is she asking like she's known him for a while or something? "Fine?"
"Was he drinking?"
"What? Um, no, I didn't see him, why?" I told her.
Honestly. Now that I think about it, he spilled water on me so he was drinking water and then after that, I didn't see him holding a red cup or a beer bottle. But why does my mom care? Makes me wonder what exactly Kathy told her and now I'm even more interested in their conversation. Ugh.
She shook her head a bit as she sipped on her milk. "No, um, nothing."
"Mom," I called her out.
"No, it's not my place, honestly. Kathy just told me some family problems and that's it. I can't say much, you know that."
I know that. People are constantly coming up to my dad and asking for advice, prayers, and they always present their problems to him. And my mom, too, even if she isn't a pastor. She's a strong woman of God so people go to her. This isn't something new. But this is actually one of the first times that I've been genuinely interested in what someone was talking to her about and I have no idea why.
Oh wait, yes, I do. Because Troy's beautiful and mysterious and intriguing and I just want to know what his story is. What he's all about.
Now I think there's something way more to him that just being beautiful. "Yeah, it's okay. He's nice, though."
"I'm sure he is," she smiles, "his mother's wonderful. Such a nice lady."
Well, that's good, I guess. I don't really know what else to really say. Or why all of a sudden, I want to get to the bottom of his life. What's going on with his family, why my mom wants to know if he was drinking or not and all that jazz.
But it's not my place and I know that.
Ugh.
Once again, Kathy slides into the pew we're in Sunday morning and she's wearing a smile on her face and that's nice to see.
"Good morning," she tells my mom as she gives her a hug.
She says hi to me as well and then takes a seat net to my mom. Troy's behind her who says hi to my mom as well and just gives me a smile before he finds his seat. I mean, I didn't expect a hug or anything so yeah, a smile is fine.
They started talking and since church technically didn't start for the next ten minutes, I went on my phone.
And then my mom leaned into me, "We're gonna go to the bathroom really quick."
Oh great. They get up and leave a huge space between Troy and I which forces us to be able to look at each other and I'm trying my hardest not to, but eventually I fail and look over at him.
Deep breath, Gabriella. Just say hi to him. Start a conversation. Be friendly. "We have to stop running into each other like this."
He looks over right away and looks a bit confused. "What?" but then he gets it and lets out a small laugh. "Oh. Yeah. I know, right?"
I scooted over a bit so I didn't have to talk so loudly. "Crazy, right?"
"Yeah, sort of," he agrees, "Wahoo's, Max Thompson's party, Fashion Island, although I'm not sure if you actually saw me there, but I saw you, I think. I'm sure it was you."
"It was," I chuckled a bit, "I think I would've said hi, but you were a little busy."
"Oh yeah, no, my friend was freaking out about some shoes she finally found after two months and..." he pauses and then shakes his head a bit, "anyway, yeah, no, I wasn't that busy, but I guess that's good to know you would acknowledge me in public."
Whatever that means, I smiled at. He also said friend. She wasn't his girlfriend. Eeek. Calm it down, Gabriella. "Shoes are hard to shop for. I understand."
He laughed and put his phone in his pocket. "Yeah, I guess."
Shortly after a moment of silence between us, our moms came back, but instead of coming back the way they came, they came the opposite way. And they just sat down together, making me sit by Troy. Ummmm. I mean, it's not a big deal, but he's looking over at his mom like what the heck. She's supposed to be sitting next to him, not me. But she's not looking back and she's looking down at her bible getting ready for service.
So this is how we sat the rest of the service. My mom and her new best friend together and me next to Troy. And it wasn't that bad.
My dad cut service short today, because I'm not sure why, but he did.
My mom got up and Kathy followed her out and they went around the pews and towards my dad in the front of the church. Of course my mom's going to introduce her new friend to my dad. Ha.
I kind of just sat there because I didn't know what to do.
Same went for Troy I think. He was watching his mom up there, not moving, with zero emotion on his face. I couldn't tell what he was thinking and I so badly wanted to, but like my mom said, it's not my place to know their family drama. It just makes me wonder since he just started coming to church. And he is so hot and stuff. It sounds pathetic and probably mean, but if he wasn't so hot I don't think I'd even care about this at all. I don't know what's going on.
"Sorry, do you want to get out?" he asks me about a minute later.
The other end of the pew is being blocked by this two people standing there and talking so it'd be much easier to just go through his end.
I shake my head, "Um, I have to wait for my mom anyway so might as well sit."
He chuckles and nods as he looks down at his phone, not paying attention to me anymore. He goes to his text messages and I'm trying my hardest not to pry, but I couldn't help it. He had a few texts, but he went to this girl Morgan's text. And it's a miracle, but I could really make out what she texted him.
Can you come over? I don't feel good. We can lay in bed and watch movies all day and cuddle.
Gag. Okay. This girl was for sure his girlfriend.
He slid his fingers across his keypad and replied to her. Sounds great. I'll be over soon.
I quickly looked away before he caught me eavesdropping and looked down at my own phone and checked my own messages because if he caught me, I'd be so mortified and embarrassed. Oh my gosh. No. I wouldn't even be able to talk my way out of it.
"Want me to save you?"
He quickly looked over at me, "What?"
I smiled and got up and pushed past him and he got up and followed my lead, kind of. He stayed back a bit as I went up to my parents, said something to them and then they quickly started saying their goodbyes to Kathy.
And as they were doing so, I walked past Troy, gave him a smile and whispered, "you're welcome."
I didn't even glance back, just kept walking to the parking lot where my parents were going to meet me. I don't know why, but I just felt like I should help him out. He obviously doesn't want to be here waiting for his mom any longer and to be honest, I'm hungry and my parents can talk for the longest time so really, I helped the both of us out. Not just him.
Then he got in his car and off he went to his girlfriends house so they could cuddle.
How nauseating.
