The Prophet

Chapter 22

Maria's POV•🌜

Juliet, Dad, and I sat on the shore of Venice beach. It was the perfect way to spend Father's Day.

I was laying belly down on my towel just looking at the horizon of the ocean. It's so peaceful, imagine living here.

Suddenly, I felt hands grab me and thrown over a shoulder. Looking over with much surprise, I found that it was dad. He had a big smirk on his face. I know what's he going to do.

"D-Dad!" I yelled, trying to get off of him.

"Hold on." Dad yelled before getting into the cold water. I gasped as my arms wrapped around his neck and I buried my face in his bare shoulder. Dad had his arms around me and we swished around the cold salty water. (saltier than you. LOL JK)

"Be careful!" Juliet yelled from a distance.

"We will!" Dad and I yelled at the same time.

We spent almost an hour in the ocean shore. After that Juliet, Dad, and I walked on the boardwalk, they also took some pictures with some fans. Also, some of them wished dad a happy father's day too.

Man, am I lucky to have a family like them.

-3 years later-

"Okay Maria, drive to the end of the street." Dad informed me.

I clutched the steering wheel, nervous on what the next thing i'm supposed to do. I put the car in drive and slowly pressed on the gas peddle with my foot.

I'm doing good. Yeah!

As soon as we reached the middle of the street, I gripped the steering wheel, knowing it's going to come to an end. Okay, Maria, you're doing good.

"Hmm, mom was right, you are getting better." Dad said as I drove. I smiled, keeping my eyes on the road.

We got to the stop, and we didn't die.

"You know," dad started. "I think you're ready for that test next week. You studied?"

"I pulled all-nighters."

"You know the rules of the permit?"

"Always drive with an adult.

"Can you drive me?"

"Anytime you want." I responded with a big smile on my face. Yes! I am ready.

"Good. Now let's go home. Mom is making your favorite." dad said. I smiled as I turned the car around, heading home.

When we got home, dad, mom and I got ready for dinner. Which basically meant me setting up the table and my parents getting the food ready.

"Is the table ready baby?" Dad asked.

"Almost!" I called back. Since it's only the three of us, we have a small table.

"Well, we're not waiting." Dad said with the pots in his hands. I then helped them and put them on the table.

"Babe. I said not now." Mom said coming from the kitchen. "I told you they need to be cooked more."

Dad put his arms up in defense. "Hey, when I'm hungry, I'm hungry." Mom just laughed and rolled her eyes, taking the pot back and on the stove.

"Just know it won't be ready for another thirty minutes." Mom called back.

"I'm hurt." Dad said.

"Me too." I said between them. Three years later and we're all still together. Oh life is great.

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I'm in school so it's a little hard to updating. Considering the fact i'm in clubs now (trying to be involved in shit now LOL)
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