The morning was amazing. I called David, and he was going to come get me. We were going to go to the mall, where I supposedly got punched by Jackie. I don't know what's wrong with that. Why did I punched Jackie, then her me?

'Where's David,' I thought. I decided to text him and told him to meet me at the mall instead. As I was driving, Jackie called.

“Hello?”

“Hey, I'm really sorry about the fight yesterday.”

“It's okay, uhmm...”

“Yeah?”

“What happen?”

“What do you mean?”

“I think I blacked out, because I don't remember a thing.”

“Oh, you just yelled at me for being in your business with David.”

“Oh, I'm sorry”

She laughed, “It's okay.”

“I'm heading to the mall. I'll call you later okay?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye.”

I hung up and pulled into the mall parking lot. I walked in and called David.

“Hello?” It was a girl.

“I'm sorry I must have the wrong number.”

“Sarah, give me my phone. Hello?”

“Hi,” I said.

“Jess, oh my god. I'm sorry I lost track of time. I'll meet you in the mall in a hour.” I then walked pasted a store called, 'Winchel's shoes' , and I saw him, David, in there with another chick.

“David, can you get me these?”

“Hold on, Sarah. You're here, Jess?”

“Yeah.”

“Where?”

“In front of Winchel's Shoes.”

“Jessica!” He hung up and came out of the store. I started to walking away. “Jess,” he said, grabbing my hand.

“Let go of me.” He does so and I run to my car. I can't believe he did this to me.

“Excuse me my dear,” I looked up and found a young man, with brown hair and eyes.

“Yes?”

“Are you by any chance Jessica Adams?”

“I am, who's asking?”

“Nice to meet you. I'm Michael.”