sunrise Blog and Journals

Here is ch 17finally! I think I'm through most of the writers block...hopefully. haha

Alex

"Alex get the fuck up." Jack growled, opening my curtains.

"What?" I groaned, sheilding the burst of light from my eyes.

"I have two guys wanting to auditon for the band. You at least have to get out of bed and shave." He bent down and sniffed me, htne backing away in disgust. "a shower would be nice too" he said, scrunching his nose.

"I don't want to play music anymore." I muttered into my pillow, trying to avoid him the best I could.

"Bullshit!" Jack scoffed. "Fine, just keep wallowing over Hayley." he hissed, giving up and walking towards my bedroom door. He paused and looked back at me with a shrug."Besides, you don't even deserve her. So why don't you get up and make something of yourself and win her back." he suggested before walking downstairs.

Maybe his advice wasn't bad afterall. I got up slowly from my bed and looked out my window, seeing the sunrise for the first time in weeks. I was going to do whatever it takes to get her back.

Hayley

"Hayley." A voice called. "Haaaayyyyllleeeey." It called again. I groaned and pulled the covers over my head. I knew it was early and Josh wasn't going to get me up too easily.

"Hayley if you don't wake up I swear I'll sing it." I heard him warn. I continued to ignore him and buried my face into the pillow. I heard him laugh quietly. "Alright, I warned you." he said, taking in a deep breath. "Haaaaapy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday dear--"

"Alright I'm up!" I whined, cutting him off and turning over to look at him and gawked at the blueberry muffin with a candle on it. "You said you wouldn't make a big deal out of it." I whined again.

He rolled his eyes. "Just blow out the candle and be happy I didn't make you wear a party hat."

I obeyed and blew it out with one breath."Happy now?" I asked rhetorically.

"Yep." He answered anyways with a smirk. "Here's your breakfast." he said handing me the muffin. "and I'm taking you out tonight, not for your birthday, but on a date."

"fiine." I replied, realizing I wasn't on the couch. We must've fallen asleep watching movies. I was already getting used to the whole waitressing thing. I had made over 40 dollars in tips yesterday. Just as he leaned in to kiss me lightly, I felt my stomach churn and I clamped a hand over my mouth as I scrambled towards the bathroom. I heard Josh follow me and he then heldmy hair and rubbed my back soothingly as I got sick. I flushed the toilet and staggered a little as I got up to brush my teeth.

"Do you want to take the day off? It looks like you have the stomach flu." He said with a sympathetic smile. But as soon as the nausea came, it passed and I was feeling better already.

I shook my head. "No, I think I'm ok now. It must've been the fish I ate last night." I said walking out of the bathroom.

"You sure?" He asked, concerned.

I nodded. "I'm going to go get dressed."

After dealing with customers for 8 straight hours, I finally took a seat on the barstool and let out a breath, feeling very winded and tired. I haven't had energy in days. Josh came over and leaned against the counter. "Ready to get out of here?" he asked with a smirk.

"YES." I said, letting out a breath. He laughed as he took off his apron and we clocked out. "So, where are you taking me?" I asked curiously as we got into his car.

He smiled at me. "It's a surprise."

I held out my hand for Alex to hold as we walked to his car. He laced his fingers with mine. "so where are we going?" I asked curiously, hoping to pester him enough to slip up and tell me what the surprise was.

"It's a surprise" he scolded. "I know what you're up to missy," he narrowed his eyes and touched my nose with his index finger.

I smiled sheepishly. "well I can't help it!" I whined, hiding my face in his chest. "can we go now pleeaaasseeee?" I begged. He chucked and kissed my hair lightly. "Let's get out of here."

20 minutes later, we arrived at a semi-vacant and the sun iwas starting to set. "We have to walk a bit, hope you don't mind." He told me as he opened my door for me and reached for my hand.

I took it gladly."I don't mind." I said, smiling at him. I started to focus more on the ground as we walked, smiling sheepishly and hiding my face when I tried to sneak a glance at his face and his gaze met mine. He laughed lightly and let go of my hand briefly to curl his arm around my waist.

He stopped suddenly. "wait, I forgot something." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a bandana. "I said it was supposed to be a surprise, right?" he smirked. I scowled.

"Why do I have to wear a blindfold? I can close my eyes and not peak...much." I admitted under my breath. He laughed and walked behind me and placed the bandana over my eyes. "Not too tight" I reminded him. I felt him curls his arm around my waist again as he guided me to wherever the hell we were going. After a few minutes, I started to hear a lot more commotion than usual on the New York City Streets. It grew louder as we got closer until i could hear the faint sound of guitars and drum beats. He was taking me to a concert! I grinned wildly, still not able to see my surroundings. "Can I look now?!" I asked eagerly.

He squeezed my hand. "Go ahead." I could hear the smile in his voice. I pulled the bandana off of my eyes and waited a minute for my eyes to adjust. I was right, we were right in front of a concert hall. I looked up at the sign to see who was playing and my mouth fell open slightly.

"We're seeing Jimmy Eat World?!" I squealed excitedly. He only gave me another one of his crazy grins. I stretched onto my toes and threw my arms around his neck and kissed him happily.

I snapped out of my memory when Josh said my name, turning his keys out of the ignition. "You've been quiet." He teased, walking around the car to open the door for me. We were in front of a tall building and like a gentleman, Josh held out his arm to escort me inside what looked like to be a quiet, fancy restaurant.

"A french restaurant?" I questioned suspiciously.

"What? You're not fond of fine dining?" He said in a mock poised accent.

I laughed and smacked his chest lightly. Thank goodness we were semi-formally dressed from work. The host looked us up and down with a slight grimace. "Name?"

"Farro." Josh answered, unmoved by the mans obvious distaste for us.

The waiter looked at his list and nodded once, grabbing two menus. "This way." He told us, sticking his head up slightly as he glided into the room. Josh and I exchanged smirks as we followed him obediently. He seated us at a table in the back lit by candle light. "Let me know when you are ready to order." He said before gliding away.

"Did you see how he walks? Its insane." I laughed, opening up the menu.

He laughed and opened up his. "I can barely see in here. Ambiance is overrated." He muttered with a small smile. "Then again, you can barely read the menu. French is confusing."

"Let's just pick something off the menu and hope for the best." I laughed, trying to understand the menu.

Josh waved over the waiter and he came gliding back "Have you made your decision?" he asked in another poised twang.

"I'll have the cervelle de vache frits and she'll have the Cuisses de grenouilles marinées."

"Excellent choice Monsieur and Madamoiselle. I'll be back shortly with your plates."

"Do you have any idea what we just ordered?" I asked him, leaning closer with a smile.

He leaned closer to me as well. "Not a clue."

A half an hour later the waiter came back with our orders and places them both in front of us. "For you, Monsieur-" he lifted off the lid. "Fried cows brains. and for you Madamoiselle," he said, now taking my lid off. "Pickled frogs legs."

My mouth literally fell open and I snapped it back shut to attempt a smile and say thank you before he glided away. Josh started to burst out laughing as I looked at my plate wide eyed. Sure enough, there were at least 6 legs on my plate. My stomach churned a little. "It's not that funny Mr.fried cows brains!" I snappped.

He kept laughing until he was red in the face and his eyes were watery. Once he composed himself he cleared his throat. "Well, apparently they are 'excellent choices'  So we can at least attempt to try it." He suggested.

I complied and stabbed my fork into a leg and he cut into his brain. We took a bite at the same time and I watched his face twist into disgust as he chewed and swallowed bravely. I spat mine into my napkin gracefully.

Once Josh could talk again, he looked at me with a smile. "Taco bell?" I suggested.

He laughed and nodded wiping his mouth with a napkin. Then he raised his hand to call the waiter. "Check please."