"Is it okay if my friend comes over for dinner?" I ask.
"Of course."
I run upstairs into my room. What do I where? Something simple. It's not a date. I throw on a pair of shorts, and pair it with a peach colored muscle tank which I scrunched up in the front. Then I find a grey cardigan to go with it, I decide to just throw on my white converse. I do my everyday makeup routine. And I decide to leave my hair alone.
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Once I'm done I hear the doorbell ring and run down the stairs as fast as I could without tripping. Yelling, "I'll get it!"
I quickly take care of the pregnant test on the counter, along with the box and bag, which I just threw under the sink. He's not going to check there right?
I walk to the door, and open it. I see him on the sidewalk, waiting. I whistle, and he comes running. He reaches me and picks me up.
"Whoa, and I thought I'd jump onto you." I say.
Once I'm safely on the ground again, I take his hand and drag him inside. Then to the kitchen where mother is.
"You didn't tell me, this friend was a boy." She smirks.
"That's because I knew you would do that."
She chuckles. "About god damn time you bring a bow around here." She laughs. I scold her.
"I hope your hungry Calum. Mom's cooking." I tell Cal.
"Of course. I'm also hungry." He replies.
I chuckle. "Dinner will be done in awhile, you kids go have fun."
I drag him upstairs into my room. Then sat on my bed.
