Make You Mine [Un-edited Version]

Chapter 1

It is a Saturday night, presently known as date night for me. The nervous excitement overtaking my body right now is too much to handle. With my palms underneath the cool liquid, I splash my face.

Ever since Chris and I broke up two years ago, I've been absent from the dating scene. Absent from life itself, in a way.

As I splash my face, my mind travels bask to Chris. Cristopher Pope, the guy I fell so hard for during our sophomore year in high school. The nerdy guy with the thick rimmed glasses that sat perfectly on his square face; but when taken off had the most mystifying hazel eyes I'd ever seen. The guy with the geeky grin and contagious laugh.

He was the one I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with. But that all changed when he decided we were better off being best friends.

It crushed me but at the time I had to grin and bear it. I mean honestly, if you had to choose between losing  your best friend or, at the time, your first love which would do less harm? I didn't want to lose him so I chose to be friends instead. Atleast he's only a phone call away.

Exhaling lightly, I lift my head. The droplets of water glide down my face in a zig zag motion until dripping off my chin. The longer I stare into my dark brown eyes the more self conscious I become.

What if he doesn't think I'm attractive? Or worse, what if he stands me up?

 

With both hands gripping the edge of the sink, I close my eyes. If I calm down then things will go smoother. Looking on the bright side, if things really do go awry then  I'll have Chris or Dana pick me up.

By the time I open my eyes, I see my lit up phone on the ceramic counter.

"Who keeps calling me? " I wonder aloud.

The number is unknown and this person- whoever they are, has been calling me everyday. I never answer because all of my contacts have names and faces. This one is one I don't trust.

Anyway,  I've been looking forward to this night all week. What, with this weeks' past events I've been anxious, stressed, and tired with no social life whatsoever.

The only good thing about this week, other than my date with Ian, was managing to pass all of my final exams. Cramming - I mean studying, for twelve hours straight with Monster energy drink really does pay off after all. And on top of that Mr. and Mrs. Marshall have been calling me in to work longer, which increases my pay.

I'm a part- time nanny for the prestigious, well known Marshall family. Their two boys, Issac and Isaiah are ten year old twins while their younger sister, Isabelle is eight.

And even though my job keeps me busy, I love it anyway. It's never a dull moment with the kids. Not to mention pay. Let's just say, I get paid every week and I'm two months away from buying my first car; an electric blue Mazda 6 to be exact.

Moving to my closet, I rummage through my out of style clothing. I really need to go shopping.

Deciding on a strapless sundress with a light sweater, I place it on my queen sized bed.

Thank God for summer. Not only is school over but I get to enjoy the hot weather. The Marshall's gave me this week and next week off from work so that's an added plus. Yep, this date is sure to kick off the start of a great summer.

Lifting up the light blue dress, I start having doubts. Shifting my eyes from my attire to my closet,  I sigh loudly.

"Not many choices here."  I fall backwards on my bed and rub my temples.

A sudden vibration tickles my lower back. Realizing that I pocketed my phone, I smile to myself. Almost forgot about my phone. Pulling it out of my back pocket,  I check my caller I.D. A wide grin creeps on my face when the name registers.