Today is the first day of Spring Break, YAY!!
The start of Spring Break was supposed to be celebrated by Sara, Daphne, and I joining my brother and his friends in an epic dance party. We'd been looking forward to it all week because we decided a few weeks ago that my brother's would be a place we only took the Fantastic 500 rather than bring our whole crew (Erin had taken off earlier in the day to get home to her cadet beau, so she wouldn't be joining us this time).
Friday's classes end and the three of us go out for some celebratory ice cream before we decide what to do with ourselves for those awkward hours of Friday before one gets ready to go out for the night. We all pack a little bit, then just hang out. Eventually, we decide to nap for a bit. I got up before Sara, so I went to lounge around with Daphne. While with her, she gets a phone call from a very distraught Jake, a friend we made due to his boyfriend, Hanson, being a real close friend of ours.
Daphne is closer to Jake than I am, so when he came over I peaced-out to give them a moment. I had only been back in my room for about two minutes before Daphne knocked on my door with Jake in tow.
"Wake up Sara, we have to get all of Jake's stuff out of Hanson's room- now."
Oh. I could see the hurt, anger, and confusion on Jake's face, so instead of asking questions I did as was told, grabbed a sweatshirt and pair of sandals and off we went! Being girls experienced in heartache, we made Jake sit down for a bit and tried to get him to eat (how could he resist Chipotle?) as we learned what had happened. It appeared there had some cheating found out by some misplaced emails on Hanson's iTouch Jake had picked up earlier that day.
So after some food, and a stop by the grocery store for Jake to pick himself up some cheap red wine, we returned to their frat's house to their shared room. During all of this, Hanson is calling and texting Jake up the wazoo- just tearing the phone up trying to figure out what to do and explain that he may have messed up, but he would never actually cheat on Jake.
We were the moral support and talking coaches. We were the board to bounce ideas off of and the ears to rant to. We were the cheerleaders and the glass re-fillers.
I watched as the minutes went by... we were missing more and more of my brother's party, but Jake needed us there, and he didn't want to go out with us.
In the middle of a quiet moment, Daphne spotted bow-ties. Only she can not seem silly asking Jake to teach her how to tie one at a time like this! He laughed and offered to teach all of us. How crazy we must have looked- all of us girls in our yoga pants and disheveled hair from our naps, sporting fancy bow ties! But it was hilarious, and for just a moment it took Jake's mind off of the situation and gave his body a moment to relax before the next tense phone call. Whether she did it on purpose or not, I'm not sure, but either way Daphne defiantly gets points for that move!
We probably would have had a better time at my brother's. There would have been more music and a crazier time, but we had a choice to make and I know we made the right one. Jake needed shoulders to lean on, and we were all willing to give up our night to make sure he made it through his!
Next time, we'll dance!
Curl Girl, out!
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