Trying to Get Over You by J.D. Rivera

Author:J.D. Rivera [Rivera, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Thirty minutes later, I was out of the shower and fully moisturized. I slipped my bath robe on and wrapped my hair in a towel on the top of my head. I stepped out into the kitchen and went over to the dining table and sat down.

Cooper had stopped in the middle of putting a pancake on a plate and stared at me.

“What? I know I don’t look that great, but you’re looking at me like I’m disgusting.”

“Oh, I’m looking at you all right, but not because you’re disgusting. I’m looking at you because you look beautiful. I’ve always thought you looked beautiful like that.”

I got up from the chair I was sitting in and walked over to the kitchen. I didn’t really know what to say to that, besides ‘Thanks,’ and that just didn’t seem right. I grabbed two plates from the cabinet and put them on the counter as I pulled two glasses out and filled them with orange juice. I took them to the dining table. I went back in the kitchen and got some plates and placed them on the table as well.

Cooper followed behind me with two larger plates, full of pancakes. “I just made pancakes, since you didn’t want a whole lot.”

We sat down, and I scooped one onto my plate. “Thanks, they smell delicious.”

We ate in silence for a while. I wasn’t sure what to say.

My sadness grew with every second. I was sure it showed on my face.

“Hey, remember after my high school graduation, that field party?” He asked me.

“How could I not remember that? They made that huge bonfire.”

“Yep. And Craig Williams almost fell in? His shoe caught on fire, and he was rolling on the ground, yelling ‘Stop, drop, and roll!’”

We both laughed hysterically at the memory. Cooper always knew how to brighten my spirits.

He popped the last of his pancakes in his mouth. “Hey, I’m going to go grab a shower. My dad is meeting us here and riding with us to the restaurant. He probably won’t show up before I’m out of the shower, though.”

He left the table. I heard the bathroom door close and I was left alone with my thoughts.

My cell phone lit up and pinged. I checked the screen. Ben had texted.

Ben: Hey, do you want to have dinner tomorrow night?

Me: Sure. What do you have in mind?

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