𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... a fifteen year old girl falls head over heels for a blast from the past.
𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐃, hopelessly in love with a man who never bat an eye in her direction.
Or so... she thought?
...
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—JUNE—
I've never met someone so excited for a car meet—i've been to dozens, but Ramona refused to come with me until it was summer time. Not sure why.
I don't question her.
We've been hanging out more than usual, with her mom in Egypt this past month.
She was returning in a couple of days.
"I'm so fucking excited, how far away is it?" Ramona stepped into the vehicle.
She didn't even tell me she was coming out, I would have greeted her properly.
"Thirty-ish minutes, give me a fit check." I turned to eye her outfit.
Black jeans, dark red leather tube top, it was cinched and tight fitting, perfectly accentuating her figure, she wore black converse to pull it all together.
Her hair was slicked into a low bun, big gold hoops dangling from her ears.
"Okay, okay, converse are from... well the converse store in the mall. Top is from Fashion Nova, jeans are either Aerie or American Eagle... I believe." She pointed to each item as she spoke.
"And my earrings are from Target. Now, do you want me to list off each makeup product I used?" She edged on sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes.
"No— but you look beautiful regardless."
Ramona smiled—no grinned. "Aw, thanks babe, you don't look too bad yourself."
Speaking of, she's the one who picked out my outfit because she demanded that we had to be matching in some type of way.
Refused to tell me exactly what she was wearing. I was forced to FaceTime her and show her everything I fucking owned.
And now, i'm angry.
Because she still hasn't done anything, that i'd consider is a proper greeting.
Must I always do everything myself?
The answer to that is, yes, because I decided to start dating a girl who never knows what she wants or when she wants it.
For example, last week, I asked her if she was hungry, she said yes.
I offered to order food, but then she said that she doesn't know if it'll get there in time to subside her hunger.
