Our little Fairy Tale

Chapter 16: Kissing in the rain

After school I walked home and laid down on my bed and sighed. Yes, I know that I may have just yelled at James over something really stupid but I'm just not in the mood for his foolishness today. I get up too fast so I get a really bad head rush. Ugh. All of a sudden my butt starts to vibrate. My phone. I answer it:
"Hello?"
"Hello Gorgeous."
Dylan.
"What's up?"
"I'm getting ready for our date."
Oh my gosh! I totally forgot about that! I have to get ready! I reply,"Yeah I'm doing the same thing. Where are we going again?"
"Well Riley, that's my little surprise. Just bring a bathing suit,extra clothes and a towel." I say,"Ooooook. I guess I'll see you when you get here."
"Bye Riley."
"Bye Lover- I mean Dylan."
I get up and go to my bathroom. I take a shower and put on clothes.

*Her makeup (haha no makeup! Knee slappa!)*

*Her outfit*

*Her bathing suit she's wearing under her clothes*

I look in the mirror. I look pretty good. See, the thing with my self, I never really really big issues of how my body looks.Like, yes we all go through stages in middle school where we all think we were fat and yes I do have my insecurities, but I actually like my body.And I don't think that's a bad thing, unlike the media who thinks that it's ok to call yourself fat when your 99 lbs.But it's not. Some people do it for attention, while others actually feel like that but hide it under smiles but make them selves throw up behind closed doors. And that's not ok. It's never ok.
I walk out of my house and then instantly my phone starts to ring. James.
"What?" I answer.
"Can we please talk? Can you come over or something?"
"For what? For you to go make out with Emily in another dressing room and I can just be their looking around for you like fan idiot? Um no thanks."
Before he can say anything I hang up and I see Dylan's jeep. I walk further down my porch onto my side walk. He parks his car and looks at me. "Damn, you look beautiful." I blush extra hard and reply with a shy, "thank you." He nods and takes my hand and leads me to his car. I sit in the passengers seat, he sits in the drivers seat and then we start driving. Dylan clears his throat and says, " Can I ask you a question?"
" Sure."
" Do you have feelings for me?"
I look at him. I see his gorgeous brown eyes and his friendly smile. I remember how nice he is to me. I remember how he makes me feel. And then I remember James. And how he made me feel at the mall. Like totally and utterly crap. Like an idiot. I lay my hand on top of his I say,"Of course." We both exchange smiles and stay in silence for the rest of the car ride.
20 minutes later.....
"Ok don't open your eyes!"
"How could I open my eyes when you have your fingers covering them?"
"True, true."
He uncovers my eyes and I look.