Is This Guy For Real?!?! (a love/feel-good story)

Chapter 2

'Dang it!' that's what I thought when I saw myself in the mirror today. I wasn't wanting to look like a goddess but that's just what happens when I dress up to go out. Never knowing who you are is the point of life- you get to figure it out. And by the fact I know exactly who I am means I'm not who I think I am. So thus making me the ONLY girl who does not wish to be pretty with guys flocking around me and never a chance to breathe. In reality- which people seem to forget when they are around me- I LOVE having alone time with just me, myself and I. I know that sounds very conceded but I really do like being away from the crazy people of this world. So back to the point, I know exactly who I am to other people and that is: 1. Shallow 2. Very conceded 3. Beautiful 4. Plastic and 5. Untouchable. And out of those five things I only see myself as two 3. Beautiful and sometimes 5. Untouchable (or at least I wish to be) anyways, I would like to add and take away from that list and today I am going to start.

"Bree!" I heard my mother call my name and I jumped.

" yes ma'am?"

"come downstairs, your going to be late for supper!" she yelled.

"ok!"I ran downstairs and grabbed my coat, it didn't go well with my teal top or black short skirt with teal and black stilettos, so I put the brown coat back and grabbed the black one.

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When we got to the restaurant the waitress took us to the table. The first thing I noticed was that there was five seats instead of just three, I don't remember my dad telling me that we were eating with someone. We all sat down and ordered our drink and so I asked my dad

"so who are we eating with?"

"my new business partner and his wife are coming and they will possibly be staying at our house for the next few nights until they find a new house if their own."

"oh ok." I was not very thrilled about this- at all.

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About ten minutes later the tall man came in alone.

"where is your wife?" my dad asked the man

"she had an emergency with her mother. But I didn't come alone....." right then he trailed off because I was too busy looking at the 6'2 dark haired blue eyed handsome man coming through the door... And he was coming this way!

I started getting nervous and so I messed with a piece of stray hair from my bun and then the man at our table said

"ah there you are, Rafe. Everyone this is Rafe. My son."

A/N hey thanks for reading! Sorry about the long wait! ( not that anyone really cares) but vote and comment please!!! I need sone motivation for these stories you know!!! Ask any question and I will answer you!! I'll probably upload really really soon!! Oh and pray for me tomorrow cause I'm going to six flags with my teen group!!! Yay!!