Jason stood in front of the full body mirror that sat in the corner of his messy bedroom. He looked at himself as he fixed his tie and when he was finished, he gave himself a quick twirl, checking that there was nothing wrong with his suit. An alarm went off and Jason paused, trying to see were the sound was coming from.
The sound was at its strongest around his bed and Jason tossed a large pile of clothes on his bed to one side to reveal his phone. The alarm was reminding him that he should leave his apartment now if he still wanted to make it to his date. Jason slipped the phone into his pocket, swept his dresser of his personal belongings which consisted of his phone, wallet and keys, and he was out of the door that led into his small, messy apartment.
Today was February 14th 2010, Valentine’s day and although this was the perfect opportunity for young couples to commit public displays of affection and older couples to show their love, it was very hard to move around on valentine’s day for there was always constant traffic as people rushed home to their children, their spouses and in some cases, their pets. Jason had completely forgotten about and so he suffered the full wrath of his forgetfulness as he stood on the curb in front of his house and failed to flag down a cab so he could get to Rosemary’s, where his date was taking place.
Rosemary’s was an exclusive restaurant that was always booked about six months in advance. It was so terrible that it was said that even if the president wanted to eat there, he still would have had to make a reservation. However the fuse was definitely worth the wait. Besides the food, which even the worst critic had given five stars, the building overlooked a river and also the river had been redirected so that it ran through the restaurant and created a waterfall. The best and most expensive seat in the restaurant was a special table created under the waterfall that was completely secluded and one was completely uninterrupted. Feeling that this would be the most romantic place on Valentine’s Day, Jason had spared no expensive or time as he had reserved the waterfall seat, as it was called, since August of the year, with high hopes that Sabrina, his girlfriend, would fall in love with it.
Sabrina Condor had been his girlfriend for six years and this consisted of the last two years of high school and the past four years he had been in college while working part time, it was even due to Sabrina’s help that he had his current job as an apprentice to one of the finest lawyers in America.
Most of their friends said that the reason they were so good together and had lasted so long was because they were the exact opposites of each other in both looks and personality.
Sabrina was a fair-skinned, if not pale, rather tall blonde of twenty-two. She stood at a height of six foot exactly and she was quite slim although she still had a rather large bust. Despite looking fragile, she was an upbeat and lively person around friends and family but cautious and shy around strangers.
Jason, on the other hand, was a rich golden brown with jet black spiky hair covering the top of his head and a dark goatee running from earlobe to earlobe. He was twenty-three and a height of six foot three, which when added to his muscular, thick boned structure, gave him the appearance of a giant (or so people said). He was quite pessimistic and easily gave up when more effort was required of him, although he easily excelled at anything he put his mind to. Jason was the up front, sarcastic, in your face type, whether to friends, family or strangers which lead to countless fights.
For this reason, despite being polar opposites, Jason had fallen hard for Sabrina and he had worked hard to get, as well as keep her with him for the six years. He had put his heart and soul into making things work and even his friends had commented on it, saying that they had never seen him work for something so hard before.
It took Jason another twenty minutes to flag down a cab. He was thanking the driver and climbing in when he heard from behind him.
“Please hold the door! Please let me share a cab with you!”
Jason turned round to see a woman running towards him and waving at him. Usually he would climb into the car and tell the driver to drive off without a second thought. However, given that it was a woman running towards him and also the fact that if she did not get in with him she would wait another twenty minutes to haul another cab, Jason left the door opened, climbed in and shuffled to the other side of the back seat.
“Thanks” said the breathless woman. She climbed into the car, showing he long slender legs. This got Jason thinking about so many things. However, when she closed the door and turned to face him, Jason was greeted by nausea of seeing an old enemy, Ashley Summers.
Ashley Summers was a girl Jason had known since his childhood and they had been friends until high school, where she become his enemy and thwarted him at every single turn he made. As Jason stared at her, he came to realise that, like him, little had changed in her appearance since high school.
Her skin was a rosy peach, which easily hid her flushed features that occurred she was embarrassed, frustrated or flustered. Her silvery-blonde hair still glowed, although instead of it being straight, she had curled them so that they now hung as ringlets around her shoulders. Her lips were still full and red, contrary to the sparkling pink she wore in high school and her three beauty spots were still there: two aligned under her left eye and the last one at the right bottom corner of her mouth. Ashley was dressed smart casual and the look fitted her almost perfectly. She wore a cream blouse that had the first three buttons undone and was complemented with her light brown skirt. Finishing off the attire were a pair of brown and cream high heels and a necklace with a large amber pendent.
“What luck…?” Ashley said in a deeply sarcastic and taunting voice. “I get saved by jerk-off Jason.” Hearing his high school nickname brought back memories for Jason and most of them were not very happy. This got his blood boiling and although he thought he would never stoop to Ashley’s level, he retaliated by saying
“You’re welcome, Teacher’s pet Ashley.” Jason was surprised that he had remembered Ashley’s high school nickname and at the mention of it, Ashley seemed to become tight lipped and looked out the window.
“So where you guys goin’” Asked the driver and both of them spoke at the same time, although Ashley was just a bit faster.
“McLaren’s”
“Rosemary’s” They both paused to glare at each before Ashley broke off and stated.
“Well, McLaren’s is like a block away from Rosemary’s so you can just drop me off on the way.”
“Be glad to” Jason said in a slightly raised and smug tone. With that the driver pulled the taxi into traffic and the journey that could end in disaster began.