Ch.2 Was Is Just Me
Sydney ran into her house at quarter to eight, giving her enough time to make it to the party. What was up with Vaughn tonight? Was it just me or was he checking me out? She thought as she went to turn the hot water on and let it cascade her back with steam.
Fifteen minutes later Sydney was standing at her closet door in a bathrobe, trying to figure out what to wear. After debating over two outfits, she chose to wear a pair of tight sandblasted jeans, a red camisole with a tan corderoy shirt on top, followed by a pair of tan high-heeled boots. She went into the kitchen to check the clock to find that it was already 8:30, so she quickly ran into the bathroom to dazzle her head in curls, ran back into the kitchen to grab her key, tan peacoat and stripped scarf and left her apartment, getting to the restaurant just in time.
"Syd! You made it! I didn't think you'd show after how I spazzed on you earlier!" Francie said as she ran over and gave Sydney a hug. "By the way, I'm soo sorry about that! The crappy pizza freak just got to me!"
"It's ok, really. If I had answered I probably would have done the same thing." She lied. If she were the one who had picked up the phone, a huge smile would have slid onto her face. No matter how middle school it sounded, she loved getting those wrong numbers.
Francie just smiled and moved on, not noticing that Sydney had started to day-dream about Vaughn, again. "So, lets have a drink, on me!"
"No shit it's on you! You owe me!" The two just laughed and grabbed to glasses of chardonay.
"There's a guy over in the corner staring at you." Sydney just smiled and rolled her eyes. "Maybe it's good that you came, you could end up with a major hottie on your hands tonight." Francie joked as she continued to eye Sydney's stalker.
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