(Alisa's POV)
Saturday
7:12 AM...
Every Saturday I always wake up late.
*Phone Ringing*
(~When your legs dont work like they used to before. And I cant sweep you off of your fe~)
"Hello?"(In a sleepy voice)
"Alisa, it's me Nicole! Sorry if I disturbed your sleep."
"What is your problem?"
"Well, our group planned a hangout today and we can't forget you to invite."
"Okay, but I'm only available at 7 to 12. I have a practice on 1 PM."
"Yes! Don't worry, you will be home safe. Hangout place at Jenna's Café, 8:00. Don't be late again."(Easter Egg!*Jenna's Café*)
"Okay."
*Call ended*
I fell down from the bed and hit my head with the floor.
"Owwww...Ugh!"
I stood up and went to the bathroom to wash my face. I took a bathe and sang out loud.
"YOU SAY.....I'M CRAZY, CAUSE' YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE! BUT WHEN, YOU CALL ME BABY, I KNOW I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE!"
After I finished taking a bathe, I got my clothes and changed. I went to our living room and sat on our couch.
"Mom, can you bake pancakes for me?"
"Okay, wait. Where are you going? It's too early."
"My friends invited me to their hangout, which is cool."
"Okay, spend time with them."
"My grand-daughter! Be careful okay?"
"Of course,*hugs grand-mother* I'll be safe."
"Wait, where is Mark?" I asked.
"He said he have a group project with his classmates." Mom said.
Mom finished baking my pancakes.(I don't really know if pancakes are baked) I ate the pancakes so fast.
"Okay, bye mom and grandma."
I waved a hand and went out the house.
I saw the same car and the same driver last night in front of our house.
"Oh! Can I?" I asked.
He nod and I notice he always looks down except while driving. (Don't be dumb)
"So, what is your name? C'mon, I'm a good friend."
"(Ahem) D-David."
"Nice one, I'm Alisa."
(Joseph's POV)
By the way, I'm still the driver which is cool. Alisa was sitting beside the driver's seat and it means she is beside me.
"So, where do you live?" She asked.
"I was born in Canada but I grew up in Miami. Robert gave me a job being a driver and I transfered here."
"Oh, that was a long trip. How old are you?"
"17."
"Well, your just one year older than me."
We arrived and she went down. I went down too and ran to the comfort room to change my clothes. I finished changing and I looked at the mirror.
"(Phew) You can do this boy, your the man." I encouraged myself as I winked at the mirror.
(Alisa's POV)
