Chapter 5 - Anxious

    I was edgy the rest of the week waiting for Saturday to come. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t concentrate. My mama noticed, of course. She kept asking if I was ok and I replied every time that I was just fine. I don’t think she bought it.
    When I got home pagina form school on Thursday, I heard the phone ringing. I rushed to the phone and picked it up just before the answering machine did.
“Hello?” I asked breathlessly.
“ Hi, Wendi. How are you?” Stefan asked me.
I didn’t know why he was calling but I didn’t care, he was calling.
“ I’m fine, thank you. How are you?” I zei politely.
“ Just great. I just want to tell u that tomorrow night is still on and I’m looking vooruit, voorwaarts to it.” he told me enthusiastically. I couldn’t really believe that he was looking vooruit, voorwaarts to seeing me.
“ Oh, I was looking vooruit, voorwaarts to it, too. I can’t wait.”
    He asked me where I would like to go and of course, I zei anywhere. I didn’t care as long as he was there… whoa. Wait a minute. I have only known this guy for less than a week and I feel this way. I was definitely out of my mind.
“ Are u there?” He asked, concerned. I had lost myself in my thoughts.
“Yeah, I’m sorry, I was just thinking.” I replied quickly. He asked me what I was thinking about but I knew I would never tell him the truth.
“ Oh nothing. Just spacing out.”
“ Well, I have to go tend to some business. I will definitely see u tomorrow.” He zei this eagerly, like he actually wanted to see me.
“Of course, and I need to go, too.” I replied sadly.
“ Bye, Wendi. I’ll talk to u tomorrow.”
“ Bye, see ya.”
I dashed upstairs to put my boeken away and do my homework before I started dinner. I went downstairs and chopped up some chicken for chicken tenders. When my mother walked into the kitchen, avondeten, diner was almost ready and the tafel, tabel was set.
    We ate avondeten, diner without saying much. Silence never bothered me. I enjoyed it. Mama, on the other hand, I think it upset her a little bit. I was a quiet loner, though u would never know it. I tried to be social and I was fairly populair but I would MUCH rather be a loner.
    I showered and dressed for bed quickly with a heavy fog of sleepiness over my mind. As I lie down I felt myself slip into unconsciousness.
    When I woke up, I was amazed at my dreamless sleep. I was grateful for it, however. I dressed in a black, v-neck, long-sleeved overhemd, shirt and a pair of dark denim jeans. It was still chilly, so I added a red and black, plaid, stylish, double-breasted jas over my ensemble. I felt good about myself. When I was done styling my shoulder length brunette hair into a straight style that curved around my face and putting my make up on, I headed out to get into my red converteerbaar, cabriolet BMW and set off to school, going too fast.