I apologise. If this isn't realistic. I was running out of ideas and I feel so tired and sick. have a good day!
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Saturday soon made its way around the corner, I'm just waiting for Miss Lo- I mean Demi to pick me up, she said she'd be here at 10. I'm just sitting here feeling nervous and excited at the same time, speaking of time, what time is it? I checked my ICell- oh, it's only 9:52. I still have 8 solid minutes, that's not a lot. I decided on wearing black ripped jeans, a white shirt and a flannel. My bathing suit is underneath. I decided on going with bikini that was blue and I would be wearing a shirt. I don't like showing a lot of my body off. I guess I'm just not that confident enough. I just don't want people to stare at me, I mean I'm going to the beach with my teacher, that's bad enough. Oh, and I don't like swimming either.I have my bag packed. I packed like 2 drinks, my song book, my portable phone charger, a hoodie- you know just in case and some spare underwear. I don't want to put on anything wet.
I can't wait to see Madison and Dallas again. I think Madison will still hate me, I'm not too sure though. I haven't seen her in so long, I wonder if she's taller then me? I always predicted she would be. Demi's mom was always pretty tall, I wonder where Demi got her shortness from. It's adorable though. Dallas is a whole other story, I think she'll forgive me. I might feel awkward around her, I'm just generally awkward though. I'm just glad Demi's coming to break the ice, it's a teacher thing I guess, she's just used to talking.
My dads on business again, so I guess I'm alone for a week, great. I know I'm old enough to not be afraid of being alone, but I actually get kinda scare when I'm alone. I mean, only at night. It's kinda weird I know, but I just don't feel that safe when my dads not here, he's kinda like my protective barrier. He's my comfort and it's not like home when he's gone. I guess it's kinda good in one aspect because I have a week off school because it's the end of semester.
I'm so nervous that I'm rambling to myself inside my head. I'm sure I'll start talking to myself in a minute. I'll give myself a little pep talk, which would be what my dad would do.
So basically don't do anything embarrassing that's all I need to worry about and don't forget to talk, it bad enough the beach is an hour and a ha- I heard a knock on the door. I can do this. I can totally do this, I got this? I have. I should probably answer the door.
I walked toward the door, oh come on. I can't do this. My hands betrayed my head and opened the door anyway, stupid hands.
"OH MY!" Dallas? She hasn't changed that much. Dallas stepped in the door and man handled my cheeks. It's not everyday you get a 27 year old woman squish your cheeks together. I don't know why I'm blushing like hell either. I figured after she pushed me more into the kitchen Demi trailed in.
"Well, hey there Dallas." I haven't seen Dallas in forever. I've missed her so much.
"Dallas, stop harassing my student." Demi is totally not loving this, I guess it's because she's feeling left out or something. Dallas removed her hands from my face, which I was glad about by the way. Miss Lovato saved me from the hands of Dallas, I need to stop watching superhero movies.
"I can't help it Dems, Hayley's more adorable than I remember!" It's only been like a month. Is this flirting or not? I'm extremely confused. I mean of course, she's not shes 27 I'm only 17. Dallas wouldn't even look at me in that way. I have to say though, my crush on Dallas has completely disappeared. I knew it wouldn't last. I feel like she's just a cool sister now.
"Thanks I guess." I awkwardly laughed, I'm really not used to this. I mean, I don't really get compliments, and when I do their off my dad. I'm not really used to all the attention either.
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