was her friend was referring to. Jake was 6’2”, slender, light brown hair, amazing blue eyes, and a smile that lit up his whole face and one you couldn’t help but smile in response to.
After eventually moving to a quiet pub down the street, Maggie joined in the conversations of those around her, but mainly found herself an outside observer. Taylor and Jake sat close, sharing little inside jokes and comments, but never separating themselves from the group and Maggie could see that her friend was smitten. She remembered when Taylor had expressed how hard it was to constantly be apart from someone you were falling for, but all Maggie could think was “at least you get the reunion.” Shaking that thought from her head, she smiled softly at the image of one of her closest friends and then moved onward when Callie’s laughter caught her ear and she saw her speaking animatedly with Scott and the lead singer James about one of her biggest loves; music. Callie had never dated a musician and this was something that all of them had questioned. She could name you the artist and song name of practically anything out there, as well as what school grade you were in when it was released. It was kind of her superpower.
As Maggie saw Scott, a shaggy haired blond, keep his deep brown eyes on Callie as she talked, she got the feeling that this one might be a different one for her friend. Excusing herself to use the washroom, Maggie took the time alone to ponder the situation. Here she was, out with her friends, two taken by amazing men, one probably moving in that direction, and then there she was all alone. Sure, she wasn’t alone alone since her friends were there, but it wasn’t the same.
When Maggie finally kicked off her red heels that she swore she’d never wear again, she quickly went to the couch and put up her swollen feet. It was just about two in the morning and she was exhausted. After saying goodbye to the band and Taylor, the other three dropped her off at home and she felt like she was ready to crash. Those plans of sleep were put on hold, however, as her cell phone rang and Taylor’s name and picture popped up on the screen.
“Didn’t I just leave you?” she said jokingly in to the phone, not feeling the need for the customary hello.
“Um...duh?” Taylor laughed. “I just wanted to call and make sure you made it home safe and sound...”
“...and to get more dirt on what I really thought of your little drummer boy?” Maggie said, finishing her sentence.
“Am I that obvious? Ah well. So, what did you think?”
“He’s cute, you already knew that.”
“And you liked the band?”
“Yeah, they were great!”
“I didn’t see you dancing along though.”
“Hey! I was tapping my foot!” Maggie retorted as both girls broke out in laughter.
“Ah, Mag. We’ve got to get you in to some dance lessons or something so you can shake your money maker!”
“Um no. But honestly, the band was great and Jake seems amazing. You guys are adorable together!”
“Yay, I’m glad you liked him! Thanks for coming out tonight by the way.”
“Of course, you know I wanted to meet your boy.”
“I know, but don’t think I didn’t note what date it was on the calendar.” Taylor answered, her tone more serious.
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone. No one had brought up Thomas so Maggie had just assumed they didn’t know, didn’t realize, but that apparently was not the case.
“Maggie, are you still there? I’m sorry. Cal, Lexi, and I knew today would suck for you, and when it turned out Jake’s band would be in town we thought it would be a perfect way to get you out and to maybe help you forget about him.”
“I know. And thanks, it’s just...I’m not really over it yet.” Maggie quietly got out.
“I know Mag, but you will. Remember how before him, you were all pessimistic and thought you’d never find a