My alarm was going off.
"Fuck." I said. i hated mornings. I shut off the stupid alarm and looked at the time. 9:45 a.m.. I remembered my date, and ran into the shower. I made it quick. I got out 20 minutes later. I got back into my room and started getting ready.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFAST LIV?" Yelled. She even yelled nice questions.
"I'm going out, mom. I've got a date." She never answered. I don't know if that's because she didn't believe me, or just didn't care. I continued getting ready. I put on a plain white sweater with dark jeans and my white converse. I looked in the mirror to start doing my makeup. "Pretty." I thought. I didn't feel plain today. I still did my makeup anyway, because I knew that in an hour or two, I wouldn't think I looked pretty anymore. I covered my freckles with foundation and powder. I put on top-eyeliner, and winged it out a bit. I finished with mascara. I thought I looked nice. My hair had air-dried by then, so I quickly straightened it. 10:50 a.m.. I grabbed my phone and purse and waited by the window for Michael to pull up. In 10 minutes exactly, I saw a car pull into the driveway.
"I'm going now, mom. I'll be home soon." She made a noise. I don't know what the hell it was, but she didn't sound mad. So I left. I got out to his car and he got out and opened my door.
"Goodmorning, Olivia! You look gorgeous." Michael looked, for lack of better words, sexy. He had a black Guns 'N Roses sweatshirt on, dark jeans, and white Vans.
"Thank you, Michael. You look great, too." Damn I was nervous. I didn't know a single thing about this kid, besides his name and phone number. What i nthe hell was I doing going out with him? But I didn't care. Maybe something would come out of it.
"You can call me Mikey." He said with a smirk as he pulled out of my driveway. He turned on the radio.
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Beside You: A Michael Clifford Fanfic
Teen FictionOlivia had never had a serious boyfriend before. She'd never known love. That is, until the day she met Michael...
