Chapter Ten- Your Momma Should've Named You Whiskey.

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I woke up Monday still feeling very gross. My alarm went off for school and when I rolled over I was spinny. I got up anyway and decided it was definitely going to be a sweat pants day. My plan was to go see my doctor after school but I had to go get my prom dress first, and I had to make arrangements to get some of the work I missed during my two weeks off. It was going to be a busy day!

"Your momma should've named you Whiskey, I never should of let you kiss me. Every time you leave it hits me, your momma should've named you Whiskey."

I was into depressing music lately and I don't know why. Plus, after the kiss with Dylan, this ringtone seemed appropriate for him.

"Hello," I said half awake even though I was full ready for school. Minus makeup!

"Want a drive?" Dylan asked without even saying Hello.

"It's okay can drive myself..." I started. The way his question caught me off gaurd and the way he asked had me puzzled on if he really meant it or why he was aksing.

"I didn't mean it like that, I don't mind driving you if you would rather." He had a little bit of a chuckle in his voice this time.

"Well, I have to stay for a few minutes after school, and I got to go pick up my prom dress after that. Oh and I need to go see my doctor, I think I have the flu." Good job Brooke, you didn't need to ramble that much! A simple no that you would of worked fine!

"I don't mind waiting and driving you. I miss you and want to hang out more." 

This made me smile. 

"Okay, you can come pick me up whenever. I'm just going to grab something quick for breakfast."

"Don't bother, I didn't eat yet ethier so you can eat with me. My treat." 

"What's the catch?" I chuckled a little but I know he could tell I was seriously asking him that question. I mean, guys don't be this nice for no reason, right?

"No catch, i'm just being a good friend."

"Okay, bye." I said then hung up the phone.

I don't know hwo to take Dylan. He said he wanted to be friends and I agreed, even though i'm not sure if I want friends after the Drake scene. Then I kissed him. Now he misses me, wants to drive me to school, take me to breakfast and drive me around all day? Maybe I should of said no. Things seem to be moving fast with him. I don't need a relationship and I don't want a Drake replacement. 

"Beeeeeeeeep!"

I came back from my thoughts as my phone went off.

"Drake: We need to talk. I'll swing by and drive you to school."

"Me: No Drake. I don't want to talk to you. Besides I have a drive to school."

"Drake: K fine. Be a slut. Dylan's trouble anyway. Have a nice life."

Why does he have to be like that? He's fine one minute and tripping out the next. I definitely don't want that in my life. I'm starting to see more and more that I need to let Drake go for good.

Once I was in Dylan's truck I told him about Drake texting me. He tried his hardest to shrug it off, but I could tell it was bothering him. He didn't really comment on it. Just told me not to text him back. We ate in silence pretty much. I offered to walk the rest of the way to school but he told me I was crazy and that he was driving me. I suddenly felt sick. Might know, considering I just ate. It was going to be a long day.

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