Seventeen

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Seventeen

Ana

- 3:22 pm -

I wake from a nap and glance at the clock. "Mom!" I shout, startling Buddy. She runs into the living room with a frantic look on her face.

"What?!" She questions.

"Why didn't you wake me up? I have to change!" I wipe the blanket off of my legs and try to stand up but mom doesn't help me.

"You're fine! He texted you saying he was going to be a little late." She states.

Why is he going to be late? Does he not want to come? Probably not. Just when I think tears are about to come, the doorbell rings. My eyes widen and I frantically pull the blanket back over my legs and sit up straight and pull my hair into a ponytail. I probably look like a hot mess. My mom laughs at my struggle before walking toward the front door.

The door opens and Buddy perks his head up from between my legs and tilts his head toward the door. "You must be Eric."

"Hi. Yes. It's nice to meet you." Eric answers.

"She is right this way, come on in." My mom responds.

I hear their footsteps and he looks at me with an odd look on his face. As if relief floods his eyes. 

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