The doorbell rings. I hear someone open the door. "Hello, sir." I hear a muffled voice say downstairs. It's Carter. "I'm here to pick up Sarah." I run downstairs.
"You are?" Dad asks him. Carter looks at me.
"Wow."
"Hey," I say to Carter.
"Hi, you're beautiful."
"Thanks. Oh." I run down the rest of the staircase. "Dad, this is Carter. Carter, this is my Dad."
"Nice to meet you, sir," Carter says, shaking Dad's hand.
"Nice to meet you too. What time will she be back?" Asks Dad.
"Um, around eight?" Says Carter.
"Eight it is. Bye Sweetie." He kisses the top of my head.
"Bye Dad." We walk to the car in the driveway. "You have your own car?"
"Well, Ryan and I have to share it. But yeah." He opens the passenger door. I sit down. He closes it and walks to the other side. "So, does Italian sound good?" He asks sitting down.
"That sounds amazing."
"Italian it is."
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Anger, Love, and Loss
Novela JuvenilSarah was just living her normal high-school life, (Fight with sister, hang out with friends, etc.) when it starts to pour downhill, until a boy comes and turns it around.
