Don't Dwell in the Past

"Jess, are you feeling ok?" My friend Steph asked me. We were sitting in a bar with our other friend Kara.. I've been feeling a little lightheaded lately. I really don't know why. Maybe it's the stupid psychic thing.

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine," I said. She gave me a skeptical look to which I replied, "thanks for your concern."

"Jess, Kara and I have been really worried about you lately. You've been really out of it a lot. Are you sure nothing's going on that you haven't told us?"

I nodded, but she wasn't falling for it.

"Steph, Kara, guys I'm fine. I think I'm getting a cold or something." I said. I knew I wasn't sick. The stupid psychic power can be a little overwhelming at times and even causes me migraines sometimes too.

"Okay, but if you are in any trouble or just need someone, please don't hesitate to call one of us," Kara said. I really love these guys but when they want to know something, they usually don't stop until they get the information. That's probably why they both work for the FBI. Then they can get all the inside scoops on everything. Yeah, they are FBI agents, and so am I. I know what you're thinking. Why did she join the damn FBI? Krantz can be a nice guy when he wants to be. And the salary is very appealing. I have to support my kids you know, being a single mom and all. Yeah, and it can be fun at times, because we get to travel a lot. I've been practically all over the globe. Its really interesting seeing and going to different places.

"Okay, okay, I know," was my reply.

"Well, okay then." Steph said.

Then Kara had to ask the inevitable question. "You have a date tomorrow night?"

Me, have a date? Yeah, that'd be the day. "Nah."

"Jess, come on, come with us to the club tomorrow night. It'll be so much fun." Yeah, fun. Like I even know what that means anymore. I stopped having fun five years ago.

"Sorry, I'm busy. And besides, do you know how hard it is to get a babysitter on a Friday night in New York City?" Yeah, I live in NYC now. I moved five years ago, thanks to a certain someone.

"Jess, we know when you're lying. I can get my mom to babysit. You know how much she loves Autumn and Aaron." Autumn and Aaron are my kids. Yeah, I have kids. They are four year old twins and absolutely adorable.

One of the waitresses came over and placed a delicious looking strawberry daiquiri on the table . I looked at her. "What the hell is this for?"

She looked a little taken aback by my question but then pointed to a guy across the bar. He looked back at me and winked. I rolled my eyes and groaned. "Not again."

"Oh, come on Jess. Get up and have a little fun. Go talk to the guy." Kara urged.

"No, all the guys who try and hit on me are total assholes, okay? I don't feel like talking to him."

"Uh, okay, sorry." Kara said.

"Kara," I said, "I'm sorry, I just don't feel well right now." I said. I got up and walked over to the guy. I slipped a ten in his drink and sat back down.

"What the hell?" That was Steph.

"I don't want the guy thinking he can buy me a drink. I make enough to by my own damn drink." I replied. And plus, I don't feel like getting drunk tonight. Last time I got drunk at a bar, I ended up in some guy's apartment, with nothing but my bra and underwear on. But I threw my clothes on and ran out the door, looking like shit. I know that we didn't do anything because I would have been aching and sore and I would have been completely naked. There is only one man that I had sex with and it turns out he was a complete dickhead too.

"Ma'am, what's this for? I bought you the drink." Said a voice from behind me.

"Yeah, I know. But I didn't want you to have to pay for it. And don't think you can hit on me, I've got a boyfriend okay?" I said.

The guy had surprise written all over his face. Defeated, he walked back to where he was sitting.

"He was cute, why did ya shut him down like that?" Steph asked.

"Because I can't be in a relationship. I'm not gonna hook up with a guy in a bar." I stated.

They both shut up for a little while.

Then when I got up to leave, they asked, "So, you coming tomorrow night with us?"

I groaned. This was getting really annoying.

"Jess, just come. You'll have tons of fun. We'll make sure you do."

"FINE!" I yelled. I think I startled them a bit.

"Okay, then we'll pick you up at eight tomorrow night. You can drop Autumn and Aaron off at my mom's anytime. She'll be home all day tomorrow." Steph announced. Great, I guess I'm going clubbing.


Disclaimer: The 1-800-where-r-you characters belong to Meg Cabot, not me.