My Diary and The Bad Boy

Chapter 12

Brenda's P.O.V.

I woke up in my bed, that was weird I remember falling asleep on the couch while laying on Zach's lap. How did I get upstairs? I probably sleep walked, I use to sleep walk when I was younger.

I looked at my phone and the clock said it was 3:17 am. I guess I must have fallen asleep really early because now I'm not tired. First, I changed into pajamas, well shorts and a t-shirt. Then I got out of my bed because I was really thirsty, my throat was dry.

I opened my bedroom door and started to head downstairs and went to the kitchen. I got a glass of water and headed back upstairs. And decided to go back to sleep because I had nothing better to do.

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I woke up and heard screaming, the screaming woke me up. It was Zach of course.

"Brenda get up! Brenda get up!" he screamed. I gave him a pissed off face because I am not a morning person at all.

I put my pillow over my face and ears so
I couldn't her him screaming anymore. He tried taking the pillow from me but I had to hard of a grip on it. Then he pulled of my covers exposing most of my skin because I had shorts and t-shirt on. What is up with Zach today? He is acting like a kid who just found out that he was going to Disney World.

I finally got up after a minute of laying there because I knew Zach was going to win this either way. I got up and faced him and couldn't help but smile, because he is the kind of person who can smile and make everyone smile.

"Someone is happy this morning," I said with a smile.

"Well I have some plans for us today," he said.

"We do, I never agreed to anything," I said.

"You didn't have to," he said, "now get dressed because breakfast is getting cold downstairs."

I don't know why Zach was acting like this but I like it. I hurried up and got dressed. Today I was wearing jean high waisted shorts, a white tank top, a black cardigan, black shoes, and a necklace. I looked at myself in the mirror and looked pretty decent.

I walked downstairs and it smelled good. Zach had made pancakes and bacon, I love them as much as I love McDonalds and that is saying something. I got plates for me and Zach, and then he put food on our plates. I got cups and orange juice out of the fridge and poured each of a glass.

The food actually tasted pretty good, I have to give Zach some credit. Once were done eating, I washed the dishes. Then we were ready to leave. We walked outside and I locked the door, then we got into my car. Yes, my car, we got it back but we kind of had a struggle. The struggle was that the people didn't think I was old enough to drive and that I was that that car was mine.

"The food was good," I said to Zach as we got into the car.

"Thanks," he said.

"Where did you learn how to cook like that?" I asked.

"My mom I guess," he stated.

"Where are we going anyways?" I asked anxiously.

"It is a surprise," he stated.

"I hate surprises," I said annoyed. I just decided to deal with it because Zach would win this argument.

The drive felt like hours but the finally we passed an amusement park. I loved amusement parks, ever since I was young, I had went with my family. I smiled at all the rides.

"Can we go there?" I asked in amusement.

"Maybe," he said. Then we pulled into the parking lot and I got so happy. Zach payed for parking and then we were off to the park once we parked the car.