I hear a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in!" I say. It's Mom. "Hey."
"Hey, sweetie! So, why was your father mad last night?"
"Well, you met Carter on Halloween right?"
"Yes, did something happen?"
"No! No. Well, yes. But not in a bad way. We went on a date last night. We went to that fancy Italian place downtown. Well, after, we stayed in his car a little bit and talked, so by the time we got home it was past the curfew Dad gave me before we left. Dad grounded me until Saturday. No biggie." She sits down next to me on my bed.
"Okay, good. So you like that boy, huh?"
"Yeah. We have so much in common. He likes Shakespeare. And he wants to go to Paris, and move to NYC."
"So when's the next date?"
"Saturday. He hasn't told me where we're going yet though."
"Okay." She gets up to leave. "Love you hun'!"
"Love you too Mom!"
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Anger, Love, and Loss
Teen FictionSarah 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.
