Antonio's Apartment Sleepover Part 2

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Antonio's POV

Traci quickly looks down at her lap and starts to blush. I move closer, place my right index finger under her chin, and slowly lift her head. Then slowly move my finger away.

"You look even cuter when you blush. How about we watch a movie on my laptop?" I suggest.

"I like that idea. Could we watch Frozen?" She asks.

"Sure," I answer.

"Why are we watching it on your laptop? Is there something wrong with your tv?" Traci asks.

"I haven't bought a DVD player yet," I reply.

"Okay, so you have Netflix?"

I nod and sit down next to her. She sets her head on my shoulder

"Sorry, I can move," Traci says.

"No, it's fine," I say

Twenty minutes later, I heard my mom calling us for dinner. I help Traci to the kitchen. Mom pulls out a chair as we approach the table before she picks up two more plates off the counter. After Traci sits down, I push the chair in and sit next to her. Mom places our food in front of us.

"Thank you, Mrs. Garcia, this looks delicious," Traci says politely.

"You're welcome, sweetie. Remember, it's okay for you to call me Camila," Mom says.

"Okay, Mrs. Garcia..Camila." Traci says.

Mom sits down after getting her food. We started eating, and after a few fork fulls, dad decided to start a conversation.

"So, Traci, it looks like your parents have done an excellent job raising a very respectful and well-behaved young woman," Dad says.

"Thank you, sir. I'll tell my mom you said that the next time I call her. Since my parents got a divorce when I was four." Traci says.

"I'm sorry, that must have been a very confusing time for you being so little," Mom says.

"Yes, before they separated, everything I did was wrong in my dad's eyes. He never said one encouraging thing to me." Traci says tearfully.

Dad gets up from his chair and walks over to Traci. She looks up at him. Dad picks up a napkin and hands it to her. She sets down her glasses and uses it to dry her tears.

"I'm sorry for getting so emotional like that." She apologizes

"It's alright, honey. Is it okay if I give you a hug?" Dad says.

Dad bends down and hugs her before going back to his seat. Ten minutes later, we finished eating.

"Antonio, do you think I can borrow your phone? Mine is dead." Traci asks.

"Sure," I answer.

I help Traci into the living room. After she sits on the couch, I leave to get my morpher. I come back and hand it to her.

"Who are you calling?" I ask.

"The others at the Shiba House, so they know where I am," Traci answers.

Normal POV

The Rangers finished eating dinner. They sit down in the living room. A few seconds later, they hear Jayden's Samuraizer ringing. Jayden puts it to his ear and says, "Hello,"

"Hi, Jayden," Traci says.

"Hi Traci, where are you?" Jayden asks.

"I'm at Antonio's apartment. While I was running through the forest. I hurt my ankle," Traci informs.

"How bad is it," Jayden asks.

"It just bruised. I'm going to stay here for a few days." Traci answers.

"Alright, I'll tell the others," Jayden says.

Jayden hangs up.

"Traci hurt her ankle, so she's staying at Antonio's apartment," Jayden says.

"At least we know where she is," Emily says.

"I still think you should have told her to come back," Kevin says.

"Kevin, she said she'll be coming back in three days," Jayden says sternly.

"What happened today was stressful for her," Ji adds.

"Ji is right. She needs a little space to figure things out." Jayden agrees.

Antonio's POV

Mom and Dad left ten minutes ago to head back to the hotel. Traci and I are sitting on the couch watching "Frozen' on my laptop. We sang all the songs. I love listening to Traci's beautiful singing voice.

"The party scene reminded me I never went to Prom," Traci sighs.

"How come?"

"My mom didn't have any extra money to buy the dress or the ticket." Traci answers.

Ten minutes later, the movie ends. I look down and see Traci fall asleep on my chest. I get up carefully to turn off my laptop. Afterward, I carried her to my room and lay her on the bed. Before I leave, I place a pillow under her ankle, take off her glasses, and set them on the nightstand. Then I tuck her in. I look down at her and smile. I go back to the living room. I take off the cushions and pull out the bed. Before climbing in, I make the bed, slowly fall asleep, and think about the day Traci and I will be together.

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