Life Changing Moments

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

"Ammyyy," someone whispered again, before I felt something soft brush against my nose. "You need to get up, we have a full day ahead of us."

Another brush against my nose. I reached my hand up to itch the spot it touched. I rolled onto my stomach. "Go away, I want to sleep," I mumbled.

"Sorry, but I can't do that. Now come on, get up." Brush against my nose. "Rise and shine, Brown Eyes."

By now I was too awake to be able to go back to sleep. Along with those last two words the person said, I knew it was Tyler. He's the only one that calls me that. "Ugh, Tyler, why so early?" I groaned.

He chuckled. "You think that eight thirty is early? How did you ever get up for school?" I could hear him get up off my bed and walk across the room. After opening and closing of what sounded like drawers, something soft was thrown on top of me. "There's some clothes, now get up and put them on, we have to get moving," he reminded me before I heard the bedroom door shut.

I groaned. I don't have to go to school anymore, I shouldn't have to get up this early. So what is so important that he had to come and bug me until I woke up? I suddenly sat bolt upright as I realized what I had to do today. We were going to the mall to practice being a couple so that we would be ready for when his parents got here tomorrow. TOMORROW? His parents would be here, tomorrow!

I sprang from my bed, suddenly freaking out and flying around the room like a mad woman looking for the clothes that Tyler threw at me. After looking for at least two minutes, I finally found them on my bed under the bed covers. I ran to the bathroom and quickly changed and whipped my hair up into a messy bun. Hey, no one said that I had to look good.

Once I finally made it downstairs, I started walking towards the kitchen when Tyler grabbed my wrist, stopping me from walking any further. "Where are you going?" he asked. Seriously, Tyler? You don't own me, I thought.

I rolled my eyes. He was really starting to annoy me. "I'm going to go get some breakfast. I am kinda hungry," I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"You don't need to, we'll eat on our way to the mall," he replied. He finally let go of my wrist when he realized that he still had a hold of it.

I pouted and put my hands on my hips. "But I'm so hungry, I don't think that my stomach can wait that long. What if it stops working cause it doesn't get food in time and I end up dying?" I whined. Okay, that might've been a little over dramatic, but I was really hungry. My stomach was so loud I bet the neighbors could hear it.

He chuckled. "Trust me, Brown Eyes, you won't die. I'll make sure of that." He turned and walked towards the garage door. "Now come on, we have a big day ahead of us."

I stood there for a moment before I went to catch up with him. I could already tell that today was going to be a long day.

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"How does IHOP sound?" Tyler asked from beside me. I turned in the direction he was pointing and saw the building he was talking about.

I nodded. "As long as it serves food, it works for me. Anything to calm my stomach." I think that my stomach had gotten louder the longer it went without food. Is that even possible?

Tyler laughed at my response and turned into the restaurant's parking lot. He pulled into a parking stall right in front of the double doors and got out of the car. I unbuckled my seat belt and went to grab the door handle when it opened before I could touch it. I looked up in surprise.

Of course,---I keep forgetting---we are supposed to be engaged, so it only makes sense that the guy opens the door for the lady. All the sudden there's a hand waving around in my face and I realise that I've been sitting there like a gaping fish for far too long. I instantly close my mouth and grab Tyler's outstretched hand.