Everyone was nice and easy to get along with, but the whole time I couldn’t stop thinking about Jordan and how different she acted once I told her I had plans. I’ve been struggling to keep things simple and friendly between us, but I’ve been trying to make her realize I’m not the same punk ass kid that broke her heart. I wasn’t sure what last night was going to entail and I didn’t think bringing a friend would be deemed acceptable. A girlfriend maybe, but I couldn’t take Jordan and then introduce her as my friend. Dinner lasted about two hours and I was home less than three hours from the time I left, which was around ten o’clock. I decided it wasn’t too late so I stopped at Jordan’s door and knocked. She didn’t answer. It was possible she went to bed but I wasn’t sure, so I called her and I got her voicemail. I knocked again on Jordan’s door today around eight in the morning. I figured if she went to bed early the night before then it wasn’t rude to ring her that early in the morning, but again she didn’t answer her door.
