Choice Vs. Chance

Choice Vs. Chance

Someone once said that it’s choice, not chance, that determines our destiny. My head made the choice to end things with Matty. But my heart…

…my heart was still waiting for the chance that my head might…reconsider.

Did I screw up my destiny? Or was my fate supposed to stink?

But it was settled. I was going to the dance with Jake. With special guest star Tamara. With T by my side, a good time at the dance was all but in the cards…contingent upon one more thing. If I wasn’t going to let fate influence my decisions, I wouldn’t let some vile letter do it either. It was time to put my past where it belonged. In the past.

Unlike Matty, Jake wasn’t afraid to be a dork. And I was ready to dork out with him. I was living in the moment. And I didn’t know if it was by chance or by choice. But I didn’t care. It was time for me…to bust a move.

On the dance floor, Tamara found out that Ricky had been her missed connection. I told Jake I’d explain it later, but in truth, the story was short. Tamara had connected with the guy she thought was missing. Which made me wonder if I was still missing the guy I had been connected to?

And then I stopped thinking.  And I let myself live in the moment.  Everything with Jake was easy. Everything was as it was meant to be. Cuz finally the other guy I had been pining over was all but a distant…

…forty feet away.

Matty had come to find me at the dance.  Clusterf*ck #1.  And…he saw me in a lip-lock with Jake.  Clusterf*ck #2.  We were speaking in code and he wanted to know if it was too late.  Too late to be with me.  I was confused. I didn’t know if I should listen to my head…or my heart. So I went with my hand….that slipped into Jake’s.

One door to my heart had closed. Which meant a new one could open. And Jake was more than welcome to walk through it.

Choix Vs. Chance

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