Miranda's POV
*Pick up from when Miranda ran into her room*
I got dressed for bed, and went to lay down. I ignored my dad knocking on my door. I didn't feel like him right now. I closed my eyes, but a sudden thought kept me from going to sleep. How did Wesley know my last name? I didn't tell him, did I? I replayed the night when we first met in my head. Nope. I didn't even mention my last name. Now I'm starting to ask myself, Is it going to be freshman year all over again?
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Monday came faster than I wanted it to. I was walking out the door, and I was surprised to Wesley standing in front of me in a about to knock position. "Hi," he said. "Hey. What are you doing here?"
"Um... I was wondering if you wanted a ride to school?" He replied, unsure of himself. I gave him a look that said, Awe that's so kind. "Sure you can. Do you know where you're heading?" "Yeah. Hollywood High School." He gave me a huge smile that showed off his dimples. I wonder how he knew that was where I went to school. I didn't question him and got into his truck. He pulled out of the driveway and we conversed on the ride to school.
I got out of his truck and waved good bye, but he got out too. I gave him a confused look, but he just laughed. "Since I moved from South Carolina, I was enrolled here." I nodded my head so he would know I understood. Wow. Two surprises in one day.
Apparently he was in all my classes, so we walked to first period together.
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