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What would you do if your friend betrayed you?
That's exactly what happened to Ava Reeves. Her long time friend Ryder Jacobs ditched her a year ago, and not just...
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It was about 5 hours of sitting in the the Jacobs car, that Hunter came to my mind. Ugh... What a tool! I thought to myself as I remembered the problem with Hunter and his ugly ways.
Flashback It was a few days after my mother, well my parents, announced the road trip and a few days before the actual trip. Hunter had asked me on another date, this time a little more fancy, at a restaurant. I decided to wear a nice soft pink mini skirt, a black tube top, silver flats and topped off with my new red clutch. I curled my hair and put on minimal makeup. At around 8:00 he came to pick me up.
"Bye Emma. Have fun," my mom yelled from the kitchen when she heard the doorbell ring.
"I will" I replied. I opened the door to greet Hunter. He looked pretty fine himself. Wearing typical clothing guys wear for a date. A v-neck shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows dark blue jeans and a pair of black converse. When he saw me, he checked me out and he looked pleased as if he had just won the lottery. This sort of weirded me out. I thought he would be different to the other guys and not really care about my appearance. Why does it matter how a girl looks if you're going to be spending a lot of time with her then wouldn't you rather her to be smart instead of pretty? But I'll let it go since I have just met him and I don't really know anything about him.
He said hi and goodbye to my parents and we left. After we entered the car he added a comment "Emma, may I just says, you look.... Well," Gorgeous? Ugly? Pretty? Horrific? Tell me boy! "Hot!" You have got to be kidding me. (This is the part where I mentally slap him across the face and kick him in he balls). I let it slide again because I have had too many horrendous things on my plate this week.
We arrive at the restaurant, which is not too fancy but not like a bar, and we order a steak with drinks. Everything you would expect on a date. He asks me how long I have been in Victoria and I tell my whole life. He seems surprised but I'm not sure why. He is pretty good at asking questions and engaging in a conversation which is good because I am terrible at small talk.
When we're almost finished our dessert, there is a moment of silence, where he stared at my cleavage. Is he really doing that to me? Even my last boyfriend didn't do that and that relationship ended horrendously. I start to feel more and more uncomfortable and I start to squirm, so I excuse myself to the bathroom and text Sarah.
Ava: hey omg I can't believe what just happened!!!
Sarah_ur_BFF: Aren't you on your date???
Ava: yeah
Sarah_ur_BFF: So why are you texting me???
Ava: because Hunter was just looking at my boobs!!!! What a perv! I thought he had the decency not to do that!
Sarah_ur_BFF: what no way!!!! how could he???
Sarah_ur_BFF: I mean come on I thought he would be completely different from Peter. Which reminds me, didn't Ryder say Hunter was trying to get into your pants?
