
Chapter 4
"I’m not a princess this ain’t a fairytale I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet lead her out the stairwell this ain't Hollywood this is a small town I was a dreamer before you went and let me down but it's too late for you and your white horse to cone around," I sang, almost whispered while sitting on the edge of my bed with my head in my knees. Burning a picture of my one true love, and my makeup was running, I could tell.
I was driving home, after my recording session. As I pulled out of the parking lot, I saw a boy, he had a moe hawk thing like Joe’s, the same skin color as Joe’s, oh...my...god. He is wearing the exact same outfit Joe was wearing at starbucks. He is with a girl. Blonde. That's all I can tell since,…since,….since they're kissing. I just looked forward and acted like I hadn't seen a thing...but I knew what had happened an nothing I can do can change that...no matter what.
I pulled up to our driveway, locked my car door, ran up to my room, and started to feel tears stinging my eyes. I grabbed a match and a picture of him and I together. Why did he have to lead me on like that?
"I'm not a princess this ain't a fairytale I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet lead her out the stairwell this ain't Hollywood this is a small town I was a dreamer before you went and let me down but it's too late for you and your white horse to come around," I sang almost whispered while sitting on the edge of my bed with my head in my knees.
Burning a picture of my one true love, and my makeup was running, I could tell. The flame seemed to engulf the picture, halfway...it only burned my face out before touching Joe’s...and burning out. I threw it on the ground and started crying even more, I grabbed my pillow and laid down I just kept crying until I eventually fell asleep.
The next morning I wake up and saw that I had 25 missed calls and 14 texts. Joe couldn't have known that I found about him and mystery girl. I looked at my texts.
1. Joe: hey Taylor can I talk 2 u about the tour at starbucks later?
2. Joe: hey it's me can u tell me what songs you were thinking of singing
3. Mom: your father and I left for the day. We love you
4: Jessica: Taylor, tell me when you're free next
5: Joe: Taylor it's me do you need a wardrobe or makeup artist
6:???: he's mine
I stopped right there, and read over that a few times. The number only said unknown. This is either mystery girl, Amy, or a prank. I can pretty much cancel out Amy since she forgot I ever went to her school. I have no clue how mystery girl would get my number. Also, who would pull a random, stupid, and pathetic prank like this.
7: ???: meet me at starbucks...or else your little Joey bear might see the end of light
8: Joe: hey do you meet at starbucks later
9: ???: say yes
10: nick j: hey Taylor it's nick our tour starts in 3 days! See ya then
11: Kevin: hey Taylor 3 DAYS BABY
12: ???: maybe you'll have to cancel the tour who knows?
13: starbucks. 3:00. Be there
14: Joe: I forgot to set a time for starbucks. Does 3 work for you?
Oh my god! WHO IS DOING THIS TO Me?!?! I grabbed my phone and dialed Joe’s number. I can't believe I'm doing this, what if the person us joking?
"hello?"
"J-Joe?"
"yup,"
"can you meet me at starbucks at 3?"
"yeah! Should I invite nick and Kevin?"
"n-no,"
"okay, I'll see you then!"
"yeah," I sighed. The line went dead and I started to cry. My phone vibrated and I looked at the screen.
It read "One New Text Message," I opened it, "you made a wise decision," Again, no number. I started to cry even harder. Who would be doing this? I could it be mystery girl? No, she loves Joe obviously. But I don't know anyone else that would do this. Maybe I don't know them? Whatever, I have a Starbucks to go. I walk into the bathroom, and apply my makeup. Once I'm done, I walk down stairs, grab my keys off the counter, and walk out the door to my car. Which is starting to get dirty of I do say so myself. I put the keys into the ignition, and drive out of the driveway, down the street and turn right. The drive only took about 2 minutes but felt like much longer. Why of taking Joe there would only kill him? The person said they wouldn't do anything if we went to starbucks...but what if it was only a trap? I walk in and see a single person on their laptop, and Joe ordering his...probably venti strawberries and cream frappuccino.
"I'll have a venti strawberries and cream frappuccino," I'm so smart. I walk behind him...I'm still kind of upset about mystery girl but we weren't actually dating so it's not like I can get mad at him or anything.
"I'll have the same," I say, taking out a 20. He laughs and hugs me.
"hey giiiiiirrrrll," he says.
"do me a favor?" I asked. He nodded.
"never say that again," we laughed. This hurt, but I couldn't help it. He had a girlfriend and I had no say in it. No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't.
"she wears short skirts I wear t-shirts she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time..." I sang quietly.
"what's that?" he asked. "nothing,"
"it sounded like you belong with me,"
"you crazy,"
1 NEW TEXT MESSAGE
"well aren't you two having fun?"
I ran out the door leaving everything behind. Joe came running after me, but didn't catch me.
1 NEW TEXT MESSAGE
"tisktisktisk you shouldn't have left"
I didn't know what to do, I kept running, and eventually got to my house. I slammed the door, and slid down it once I was inside. I didn't know what to do anymore. I felt lost, confused, and afraid. I sat there crying for what felt like hours, until I was interrupted by my phone ringing in my pocket. "hello?"
"Taylor?" it was Joe. "yeah,"
"are you okay?"
"are you?"
"what are you taking about?"
"nothing,"
"I just figured I would call you since you ran out today..."
"yeah, sorry about that. I, um, have to go. Bye!" I hung up on him. I felt terrible but I couldn't face him now. The person was a fake. I humiliated myself in front of the one I love. I am probably the stupidest person known to man I walked into the kitchen and got a glass of milk and sat down at the counter.
1 NEW TEXT MESSAGE
You shouldn't have hung up
"OH MY GOD!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"
1 NEW TEXT MESSAGE
Calm down the neighbors might think you're going crazy and you don't want that now do you?
I put my head in my hands and started to cry. I don't know what to do anymore. I picked up my phone and dialed a familiar number. "hello?"
"Joe? I'm sorry about earlier,"
"don't be...why did you run out in the first place?"
"long story,"
"I've got time,"
"no you don't,"
"yes I do,"
"I'm dropping the subject,"
"hey look outside," I turned to the nearest window and saw nothing. "umm..."
"Other window,"
and there he was hanging from a tree. Yes hanging. No! Not with a rope around his neck! Just upside down.
"how did you talk while you were upside down?"
"don't ask..."
"uuuumm"
"right..."
"what are you doing here in the first place? Not that I don't want you to,"
"I just thought I'd drop in for a visit,"
"you planned that didn't you?"
"um...no?"
"oh wow...now how are you going to get down?"
"like this..." he said as he did this crazy double front back front flip thing
"shiiiiiit,"
"YOU SAID A BAD WORD! DOLLAR IN YHE SWEAR JAR!" I love that boy "fuck the swear jar," I whispered.
"what?" he asked.
"I just said that the swear jar is so full ya know?"
"I agree...maybe it wouldn't be if SOMEONE would stop cussing!" he is so clueless.
"Hey, blame my sister," actually I don't have one.
"YOU DONT HAVE A SISTER!" he yelled and pushed me in the pool. I pretended I was hurt and asked him to help me out. As soon as he grabbed my hand I pulled him in the pool, jumped out, and ran in the house locking the door.







