The Journal of the Smartest and Loneliest woman

I don't own anything off of Recess

Chapter 8

The alarm clock rings and I get up with mixed emotions in my eyes. I get dressed in my casual dress and brush out my hair. I open the curtain and see small rays of the sun thoughts of not going through this flood my mind but I never back down from anything before so why stop now? I pick up my brown bag and put in my contacts then I walk downstairs to eat something and take some snacks with me. It seems like it takes hours when I finally get to my car and put the key into the ignition. I turn it and pull out with a determined mind but a reluctant heart. I drive on heading toward the interstate driving at my usual sensible speed. I see a bunch of cars passing one another which is fine with me as long as they don't bully me.

I turn on the radio and listen to some soft rock. My heart stays in my throat as we cover more miles despite the fact the sky is clear and the sun is shinning. Memories of being let down plays like a horror movie I went to see with Diane. I smile at the thought of Diane and Dan scolding me for worrying over nothing. 'It's bad to think I don't know if my friends would accept me but so much has happened in the past that gives me worries of what could be?' I look at the road signs not in a hurry and listen to sound of my car humming along with the soft rock music I'm listening to. It has a strange soothing affect still doubts swim around my head like a fish in a tank but I'm not as frantic.

As evening sits in and I finally pull in on the outskirts of the place I had once resided in angered memories begin resurface. I drove and feel drowsy I try to keep alert. The hum of my car and the soft rock was starting to lull me into a brief sleep. Suddenly I hear a horrible sound of metal hitting metal. When my eyes pop open it was my car and a fancy corvette I get out and mentally beat myself. I see a guy walking over asking, "Are you ok?"

I answer, "Yes I'm so sorry about your car. Are you ok?"

He smiles and says, "Yes and don't worry about the car I'm glad you're not hurt." 'She looks like someone I know but can't get a name.'

I groan and say, "Thank you but this crash was my fault so I'll pay for it." 'There goes my premiums wait something about this guy strikes me as familiar oh come on Gretch you're tired find yourself a bed then ponder about this.'

He notices the woman looking very sleepy and he knows that unless you make a reservation or find one that will take sympathy on you it's not likely you'll get a room. He says, "Hey um would like to stay at my place."

I ponder it for a split second and with a very tired mind as well as heart I decide to put my trust into him. I answer, "Alright if I'm not putting someone out."

He puts his arm around me and says, "No I'm alone these days."

I ask, "What's your name?"

He smiles and answers, "Vincent LaSalle."

I mentally shout "VINCE IS THAT YOU WHY ARE YOU BEING NICE!" I walk with him with swirling confusion The Athletic Vince is offering his house for me to sleep in. 'He probably doesn't remember me at all that's why he's doing this. He thinks I'm a stranger or a tourist in this town. Oh well I'm not complaining as long as I get a bed.'

Well here is another chapter I couldn't wait anymore had to get it out of my head. Thank you Lana waterkeyn for your enthusiastic review. Thank all you curious readers for looking at this story. I'd also like to thank all the reviewers that have reviewed this story besides the one mentioned.