Unexpected.

Chapter twenty-two: it was perfect.

Note: This chapter is NOT proof read, minor errors are going to be in this chapter but I just wanted to get at least two or three chapters up, school consumes my life and I really want to finish this story hopefully I'll have a deadline, but I have so many ideas for this story I'm literally so excited to write it!

I just love Princeton, who knew assholes could be so charming? ;)

"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.― Albert Einstein."

Chapter Twenty-Two:

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November 18th, 2013. - Monday.

Two weeks and two days since I last saw Princeton, some people would call it missing someone, I didn’t know what to call it, nor was I going to admit to myself let alone anyone that I missed Princeton.

My mouth watered and my stomach growled at the smell of the freshly baked cookies downstairs, I paused American Horror Story letting my swollen feet lead the way, I wobbled my way into the kitchen more than excited to get my fingers on those gooey cookies.

“A’Miyah.”

“Mom?” I said turning around facing my mom.

“I want you to invite the Tribbiani’s over for dinner.” I stared at my mom like she just spoke gibberish to me.

“Excuse me?” I said eyeing the plate of cookies next to her.

"You want me to do what?" I said taking my attention off the cookies and looking at my bat shit crazy Mother.

"Invite them over for thanksgiving dinner."

"Don't you think that's a little too soon?" I said picking up a cookie from the plate.

“I mean, it’s not like we’re together or anything.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

"You've kept him away for months, the least you can do is let me meet the father to my granddaughter." My mother spoke placing her wine glass to her lips.

"How about no." I said biting into the gooey cookie.

"A'Miyah it's not up for discussion, invite the Tribbiani’s." My mother spoke sipping her wine.

I muttered a string of curse words hopping off the counter taking the plate of cookies with me.

"You're not taking the cookies!"

"I'm taking the cookies!" I said throwing on my coat and uggs.

I couldn't help but wonder why I just didn't call Princeton and ask him to attend my crazy family dinner, but I drove to his house instead.

I didn't even know if Princeton was going to be there since it's been almost two weeks since his father kicked him out, (my fault of course.)

I sighed picking up a cookie from the passenger seat popping it in my mouth.

I pulled into the Tribbiani's drive way grabbing the plate of cookies, making my way to the front door.

I ringed the doorbell shifting my weight on the other foot.

I looked up coming into view with those mesmerizing gray eyes.

"Don't slam the door in my face I come with cookies!" I spoke raising the plate of half eaten cookies.

"What kind?" Princeton spoke leaning against the door frame.

"Double chocolate chip." I said smiling up at him.