I am a super human. (A Ross Lynch story) (Complete) (UNDER EDIT)

Chapter three: Dinner with the Wood's. *

Previously on 'I am a super-human':

I turned and ice came out of my hands.

Ross tryed to stop but he was to late. I froze him.

He fell to the ground.

"Wow!" Ratliff and Tom said at the same time.

I landed on the ground.

"That was awesome!" Ratliff yelled huging me.

Ross melted out of the ice.

He was shivering.

"Wow, never be beting by a girl before." He said.

"I said I wasnt going easy!" I said.

"No ones ever beat Ross! not even me or Tom!. Ross how do you spot the best girls?" Ratliff asked.

I blushed.

"I dont know." Ross said.

"That was epic!" Tom said.

We all started laughing.

This was awesome.

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The fight at the school was awesome.

I came home after about and hour of hanging out with Ross, and the boys.

I went inside my house/

No one was home.

My mom is most likely going food shopping with the coupons she found in the Sunday newspaper.

I grabbed some food and went up to my room.

My room is normal, some what.

Once you walk in theres two glass doors and a balcony.

My bed is to the right.

Theres posters of anything and everything.

Then theres my closet to the left.

" Give your heart a break....." my phone sang.

I looked at it.

MOM was all it read.

"Hi mom." I put the phone to my ear.

"Hi sweet heart. Okay, dress in something nice we're going over to a friend of mines house for dinner. Oh and no jeans and t-shirt."

She read my mind.

Well not really.

When some one says: "Ware something nice!"  form of nice, is jeans, and a Demi Lovato concert shirt.

"Fine" I mumbled.

"I'll be home in ad hour to pick you up. Love you hun, bye." she hung up.

I put on a high-low skirt and a nice shirt. Now I hate heels, so I put on my high tops.

Now I put my hair in a pony tale, an put on light make up.

This is as good as its goanna get. I thought looking at myself in the mirror.

I walked down stairs to see my mom in the kitchen.

"Ready honey?" She asked.

"Yup."

We walked out the door and got in her car.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at a house.