chapter 3; The date..

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** sorry for any mistakes**


After me and Ryen go eat lunch i drop her off and go get ready for my "date" I don't know what to call it, i'm only 16 I just got my drivers licence! So I don't want to call it a date. *ding*

"the doorbell" I whisper to myself, I look at myself in the mirror and drop my hands down to my sides while taking a deep breath. " I got this" I whisper again". I make my mom open the door so i can do that cliche' thing where I say, "one more minute please!" Like the movies.

I rush down stairs and head to his car, he stands at the end of the driveway with a boquet of roses, looking at me with the most killer smile " oh my" he says. "Hi" I say "What is your name?" He asks, "Brandy Parker." I state very proud, I love my name. "Parker?" he asks. "yeah" i say, Its my dads name, I changed it to my middle name when he died." i said looking down at my feet. "I'm so sorry, how did he pass?" He asked with almost a worried look, "He was in the military and passed a couple years ago." "Alright, well since your telling me so much" He chuckles a little. " Should i tell you some stuff? "I mean i guess" I chuckle too. "Alright, here goes nothing, my name is Westley Chase, and that's my last name, I would rather not tell you my middle name." "sounds resonable, but we shoud go" I say smiling, then he smiles back. Even though i met him today, my heart was trusting my eyes, and his 'Killer smile' was killing me, but in a good way; if that's possible.

And it was, the night was torture on how much i wanted to lean over and kiss him, but i would wait until he made the first move. He did, when he dropped me off he leaned in, I leaned in, to find out that he just kissed my forehead. I really got to know This "Westley Chase", and I like him.



MOlly's note; Did you like it??? Westley Chase? Like him? can Brandy trust him? can YOU? ; sorry they are so short, but i just cant have you wait so long for a new chapter, so if you don't like it, sorry



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