Started as a hater (an Asa Butterfield fanfic)

Chapter 4

......... Still JJ..........

So I'm getting ready. My aunt told me to dress nice because she wants me to make a good impression and we are going someplace fancy for dinner. Like In a dress and heals.

We still have an hour but do to the request I'm doing makeup too. I don't tend to wear makeup. I only do on special occasions.

I am now complete. Finally the taxing process is over. Now for the hard part. Actually walking in heals for hours on end.

I walk downstairs greated by my aunt. " you look marvlious. A little punk though." She doesn't exactly approve of my dark sense of about everything.

..........Asa's pov.......... ( for the sake of the story he doesn't have siblings)

I just finished getting ready to meet my neighbor. I just went for my usual button down and black jeans. Can't go wrong with this look.

I go down stairs only to be greated my my parents. " are we gonna go or what!"

" Asa we have to talk first..... The girl you are meeting... Her mom just died. That's why she moved here with her aunt."

"Ok?"

" she hasn't spoken sience the accident. " how could someone not talk? I couldn't survive. " so dont pressure her or take it personally" I say ok and we are off to the restaurant.

When we arrive I automatically see my neighbor Kate. Then I look to the left of her only to see the girl from school. With the bright hair and grey eyes. Only now the is in heels. Makeup and a dress. I wasn't nervous before. I shure as hell am now.

..........back to Jenna's..........( sorry if you are getting confused;))

My heart is going to beat out of my chest. Not even kidding. I hate meeting new people. Do they know I haven't spoken in a month? What if they ask me questions? What if their son is hot?

I'm awoken from my death by my aunt standing. I raise my head and steady myself on my death traps. Only when I do I meet the eyes of someone I had hoped to see again. It's the boy from school. The one that carried me to the nurse.

Again awakened this time from crushing. I am greeted with a welcoming hug from a man and woman , assuming they are his parents.

I am left awkwardly standing infront of him. Do I shake his hand? Do I hug him like his parents?

As if reading my mind his mom pipes up, " Asa don't be rude give the girl a hug." I glance over to see all of the adults smirking. They planned this. Asses.

We both awkwardly step forward and hug for like a quick 2 seconds. Then I realized we did the relationshippy hug. You know when the guys arms are around the girls waist and the girls are around his neck.

Worst part . The adults noticed. Damnit.