Taming Sawyer (editing)

Chapter 5

Peyton's POV

When I got home after a long day at school, got me some food, sat down on the couch, made myself comfortable. My parents decided it was a great time to yell for me to go upstairs to their room. I groaned as I sat up and walked away from my delicious plate of chicken nuggets. I made my way up the stairs and then to my parents bedroom. They were sitting by their little fireplace, in their 'reading' chairs.

"You wanted me?" I say.

"Oh yes," my mom says as she realizes I made it to her room. "Come over here, me and your dad have some news do you."

"What kind of news?" I say suspiciously, while making my way to them.

"Depends on your mood?" my dad says shrugging his shoulders.

"Very funny" I narrowed my eyes at him. "Just tell, I'm a big girl," I laughed.

"Your dad and I, are planning on doing foster care!" My Mom says getting super excited. "I know this seems really sudden, but I really want to do this." She said, suddenly getting uneasy.

"Okay," I let out a little laugh. "Fine by me. It gets kinda lonely around here sometimes. And I wouldn't mind having other people running around. But, if that was it, may I please go back down stairs and enjoy my chicken nuggets?"

"Only if you save me a couple," my dad says as I leave the room.

"Over my dead body" I yell back.

"That could be arranged!" He hollered.

I laughed at my goofy father as I went back downstairs to enjoy my food. I sat down and then my phone dinged to signal I had a text, when I read to see who it was from it said unknown. I continued to open my phone to see the text.

Unknown:
Meet me at the park at 9

Who the hell is this?

Unknown:
Btw, it's Sawyer

What does he want? I thought I made it pretty clear I wanted nothing to do with him.

Peyton:
There is no way in hell I'm meeting up with you.

How'd you get my number anyways?

Sawyer:
I have my ways ;)

Scumbag.

Sawyer:
Yes you are. I'm not bickering over it either. We're meeting at 9. Don't be late.

I put my phone down and continued to eat my chicken nuggets in sweet, greasy peace.

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I woke up from my food nap and checked my clock.

8:30

Shit.

I jumped off the couch and ran towards my bathroom. I hurried up and brushed my hair and teeth. Then slid on some leggings with an oversized sweatshirt, since it was chilly out, and my ugg boots. I ran back downstairs and saw it was 8:50, and it takes about 15-20 minutes to walk to the park. I guess he's just gonna have to wait. I told my parents I was heading out and that I'd be back soon.