Lizzie's POV

I walk into the diner, the smell of fresh coffee hitting me.
"Hey, you're early today, thats a change." My friend Stacy said to me. We have been friends since middle school.
She's really the only friend I have that isn't acting. You really think that Yammy and Joey and the others care for me? I beg to differ.
Stacy is the also the only one I have really open up to, she knows about my depression.

"Hehe yeah I was on a Skype call with someone I met on Minecraft, but the silence was awkward so I decided to say work was starting." I said to her as an explanation.
I was never really early, or on time, but rather late actually.
"Ahh I see, so do you have plans later?" "Well...I guess, I'm going to Joey's party. Aren't you going?" I asked her.
"Oh, I wasn't invited and I assumed you weren't uh...yeah."
"Oh, well Yammy accidentally invited me...but if you aren't going then I definitely am not going." I said and got to work taking orders in the small corner diner.

I sighed as I stood behind Stacy and watched her lock the door to the diner.
She handed me the keys.
"Your turn to open tomorrow."
I nodded and we began walking side by side to her house.

We had decided to go to her house and hang out with Page and Molly, watch a movie, and order a pizza.
"So what movie are we watching?"
"Anything we can find on Netflix or Amazon."
I giggled and we continued walking

"OH MY GOD! HE CUT HIS HEAD OFF! HE CUT HIS HEAD OFF!"
I screamed, alerting Page and Molly.
We had decided on a horror movie...which might not have been the smartest idea.
Stacy swiftly reached for the remote and paused the movie
"Um h-how about we watch Tangled?" Stacy asked with a stutter.
I nodded my head agreeing with her.
"Y-yeah that would be a good idea."

I wake up on Stacy's couch. We had fallen asleep near the middle of the movie.
I looked at my phone to see that I had 5 new texts from a number that was not in my contacts.

"Lizzie, this is Joel, Yammy gave me your number."

"Where are you???"

"Hello? Lizzie?"

"Is something wrong?"

"Fine, I'll just leave."

Crap! I forgot to tell Joel I wasn't going to the party. Ughhhh, I bet he thinks I stood him up. Wait? What am I talking about it wasn't a date.
I don't have a crush on him...even if I did he wouldn't like me, I'm just a girl with no hope.
You hope for things, you get disappointed.

I bet he hates me, well then. Let's see how this plays out.