When we walk into Dylan's house and we are greeted by silence at first.
Dylan grabs my hand and my cheeks are starting to get darker, but I force my blush down.
I have already blushed to many times tonight.
His hand just feels right in mine. It is almost as if his hands were made for mine.
I know it sounds cheesy, but that is how I feel.
A few moments later Elizabeth comes into the room.
She doesn't notice us at first but when she does she jumps a little.
"Oh god, you scared me." She looks down at our hands and raises her eyebrow at Dylan.
Dylan just pretends that he doesn't notice the look his sister gave him.
"I didn't know you were coming to dinner Emma." She says politely.
How the hell did Hunter even break up with her? She is so nice.
"Yeah, your brother asked me last night." I say back.
She sends me a weak smile then gestures for us to follow her to the dinning room.
I have only been here a few times so I don't really know where to go, but luckily Dylan is holding my hand to guide me.
Yeah that is why Dylan is holding your hand. He is just holding it to guide you through the house, when he started holding your hand before we even entered the house.
My mind says sarcastically.
I roll my eyes mentally.
We reach the dinning room.
The room looks like any other dinning room. A big table with fancy like chairs surrounding it. Regular white plates and silverware set beside of it.
It looks like a classic dinning room.
Someone then enters the room.
"Elizabeth can you go stir the food." The woman says.
Elizabeth nods her head and walks to where I assume is the kitchen.
The woman has yet to acknowledge me and Dylan since she is so busy making sure everything on the table is set right.
"Mom. Everything looks fine stop worrying." Dylan says to her.
"Oh I didn't realize you were already here Dylan. Who is this?" She gestures to me.
"My name is Emma. It is very nice to meet you Ms. Evans." I say as I hold out my hand to shake hers.
She grabs my hand and says "Please call me Melissa."
I don't really know what to say so I just nod my head.
You can tell Ms. E- oops- Melissa- is the mother of Dylan.
She has those dark green eyes that Dylan and Elizabeth has. They both have the same dark brown hair and they have the crease in there left eyebrow. They both have thin lips.
They have a lot more similarities.
"Well if you'll excuse me I am going to go get dressed for dinner, since I look like a mess." Melissa says while taking her apron off of her.
I give her a small smile and so does Dylan.
After she leaves Dylan asks me "So what do you think of my mother?"
"She seems really nice. I think I'm going to like her." I tell him honestly.
He smiles at that.
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Another Bad Boy Story
Teen FictionEmma Carpenter is a classic example of a nerd. She does her homework, gets straight A's, reads all the time, and never gets in trouble. Then one day Emma gets detention with the one and only Dylan Evans. You could say he's a bad boy. He punches any...