My Dad's Best Friend Is My Guardian.

Chapter 3

Beep Beep Beep Beep

Beep--

I slam my hand down on the alarm clock to stop it from beeping anymore.

Beep Beep Beep--

"Oh my fucking god.! Stop!" I throw my blankets off and get up, grabbing the alarm clock i quickly make my way out the door and to the staircase. Throwing it over the Banister.
Sighing i rub my eyes and realize when i look down i didn't take my makeup off.

Oh great.

Walking back to my room i go to my makeup desk and wipe my makeup off looking at my tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes through the mirror.
I can't believe Brad just left me.. he told me to stay away from him. He's never been that mad. Why was he?

Knock knock knock

"Come in. " i sigh, throwing my makeup wipe into the trash.

"Ami, you've got school in 30 mins. Want me to drive you? Or are you going to take your car?" Ryan asks. He opens the door slowly as he comes in and sits on the bed, looking at me softly.

"Ill drive Blu. Its fine go to work. I'll see you at the funeral at 4. I'll call you if i need any--" Ryan then begins talking cutting me off.

"Ami, I'm sorry about yesterday.. i just don't like the guy. You deserve so much better. And all i want is to watch over you and make sure you don't get hurt. I know you think i might be wrong. But im just trying to keep my word to your father."

"That's your problem Ryan. My dad would want me happy. And you, by trying to protect me. Is not helping. I love Brad, and he makes me happy. Why cant you accept that?" I look him in the eyes as a tear falls.

"I just can't. " he looks up from the ground with a sad look.

"Leave, get out . Please." I whisper.

He nods, gets up, and walks out the door closing it behind him.

Pulling into the parking lot of Weston Highschool, i park in my signature spot next to my 2 other bestfriends that were sitting on the hood of their cars waiting for me; Ally and Katie.

I've known them since preschool. Our fathers were close and so when my dad threw work parties or barbecues, they'd come with them. And ever since, we've became like sisters.
Looking at Ally through the windshield i smile at her. Ally is the sweet one between us 3. She's the innocent one; she has blonde shoulder length hair that shapes her face, brown eyes, and she's around 5'9 with a light tan. We all say she should go into the modeling business because she is drop dead gorgeous and has legs for days, but she just replies with "you guys are crazy. It's overrated. "

Pf-ft, excuse me. You stand there and get paid for people to take your pictures or to walk down a runway. Whatever Ally, missing out.
Anyways, she's wearing a cute white crop top, black skirt that puffs out a little and black heels, very little makeup, and of course her black glasses. I wonder if she forgot her contacts.

Looking over to smile at Katie, on my right, laughing a bit as i see a guy in the choir trying to talk to her. Katie is the uh, "bitch" between us. I'm not saying she's the rudest person ever or doesn't care about anyone, She just has a smart mouth and likes to voice her opinions. She's very caring at times though. She has Long red hair that stops at her big butt, she's 5'2, has brown eyes and is kinda a Ginger with the pale skin which is kinda tan but mostly burnt since our last beach trip and her freckles all over herself. I look down at her simple white blouse and jeans with her black converse.

Sighing as i unbuckle my seat belt, i turn off the engine, opening my car door and throwing my keys into my purse. I look up to see them smiling at me. Getting out of Blu, my midnight Blue convertible mustang my dad got me on my 16th, in a cute black shorts jumper which had a cut out around my stomach so it could be see through, matching it with my red pumps, and natural make up with of course; my red ruby lipstick. I close the door behind me as i throw my purse over my shoulder after pressing the lock button on my keys. I make my way over to Ally seeing she's not being asked out by a choir guy.