Chapter 1

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                       (Leslie's P.O.V)
    Delilah wants me to meet her family. All of them. It isn't a big deal,I mean we've been friends for years now. She keeps telling me that I'll love them,Which I know I will. She's just overly ecstatic about all of this.
     My phone goes off. It's a text from Delilah.
      "Hey get ready and put on something nice but not to nice. My family has a problem that makes them love my friends more than me. You know this lol,you've met my mom. See you soon!"
     I go through my drawers. I had planned to pick a shirt that said "If You Don't Like Me Then Leave!" But then I figured that may be a little offensive. I went with a nice island themed shirt that said, "The Less You Care, The Happier You'll Be!" I picked a pair of skinny jeans. I'd gotten them for my birthday last year. They were black and had grey lines swirling through them in some places. I finished showering and waited for Delilah and her brother Jackson to pick me up.
    Time must have passed fast because before I knew it I was being honked at.
    "Calm down Jackson,damn!" I yell.
    "Hey 14 year olds shouldn't be cussing!" He screams back.
      I ignore Jackson and climb into his Lamborghini. He really shouldn't be able to afford this car but with the parents he has.
        Jackson brings me back to reality with a flip of his shaggy blond hair. I sigh.  Jackson is actually kind of cute but he's my best friends brother and he's like a brother to me to. I shouldn't be thinking of this.
     "Hey Leslie?" Jackson says but it comes out more like a question.
       "Yeah!"
   I turn to look at him. His beautiful grey eyes with their little mixture of blue all around were staring into me.
   "You know how to clean up nicely." He said smiling at me.
    "You too and thanks!"
I let my eyes wander to his blue and white plaid shirt. He is wearing a pair of jeans. It's his everyday wear but I have to say he looks amazingly adorable.
   Before I know it we're at their house. Delilah and I run inside with Jackson following behind us.

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