I woke up to my phone ringing loudly right next to my ear, in my hand. How the fuck did my phone get there?

“Hello?” I answered in a sleepy tone.

“Bitch, you better get your ass out of bed and getting ready in five minutes.” Said the voice in my ear

It took a second or so to register. But then I remembered that I was going to the county fair with Whitney. “Ugh, I’m up. When are you coming to pick me up?” I asked while checking the time.

“In about two hours.”

“Okay, I’ll be ready by then.” I say and hang up. I take mental note that I should work on my people skills.

As I went through the motions of getting ready, I let my mind carry me away.

Maybe it is time that I regress. When Ashley wasn’t in my life to keep me grounded, I was hell on wheels. But, I was confident. I got what I wanted and I didn’t care what I had to do to get it. I was a flirt like no other. I had people on speed dial that would drop anything and everything to get a night alone with me.

You were also a slut.

Okay, so I’ll only regress slightly. All I know is that Ashley has a boyfriend now and times are changing. I never took control of my life more than those months. I was happy too. I was a lot happier than I am when I’m sitting around waiting on a girl to come around again.

What about Jason?

Don’t even get me started on him. He is so perfect. He says all the right things at all the right times. He makes me feel amazing. He has a lot going for him and he is far from complicated. I can’t wait until he and I can finally go on a date. But until then, I’m single. And it is about damn time I start acting that way. A side of me Ashley has never seen is going to come out.

I get a text from Amanda, my wonderfully complicated ex love affair. She had a fiancé, but she was head over heels for me. The main thing was that she was a handful. If you didn’t jump through hoops for her, she wasn’t interested. Well, I jumped through hoops. But then she never left her fiancé as she promised, so we split.