My Boy | a Jacob Sartorius fanfic [ COMPLETED ]

Chapter 33

      *** Rachel's POV ***
Fast forward to June 14, one week until Rachel's birthday
     One week until my birthday.
     One week until I'm a teenager.
     One week until I'm as old as Jacob.
     Ugh.
     Speaking of Jacob, we literally haven't talked in forever ever since we had that argument about our relationship. It's stupid.
I think Jacob actually might have a girlfriend, but I'm not sure though.
And, school ends tomorrow, thank God. No more torture.
My final grades are all A+'s and I'm really happy about it since I worked extremely hard.
     For the past few months, not a lot has happened other than I found out this kid named Jason liked me and now we're dating. We've never kissed or anything, and there defiantly wasn't sparks. We were just kind of... together but not really.
     Anyways, I obviously have school today, and I actually ( for once ) put effort into my outfit. We were going to be having parties for today and tomorrow, and I kind of wanted to look cute. Just in case I saw any cute guys, I would make a good first impression because this is the one time of the year where everyone in the school, 7th and 8th graders meet and we all have a good time. So I want to meet cute guys in 7th grade so I'll still have 8th grade with them and I'll finally like someone other than Jacob.
Okay as I stop rambling about my fantasies of meeting a guy, my outfit was pretty cute. It was a denim romper with brown short boots and I wore a flower head wrap thing because why not.
I didn't want to wear any makeup because we'd be outside most of the day, and it's like 90 degrees outside and I'd melt so bad that I'd look like a clown once I left. Which is not a good first impression,believe me.
I was taking the bus again today, yes I still take the bus. I walked downstairs.
     "Goodmorning honey," mom greeted me. She held her arms out and then tucked them back next to her hips.
     "You know I would hug you, but this 90 degree weather says differently."
     I laugh and grab my plate for the waffles my mom just cooked. Man, those were good.
     I start eating my waffles until I hear a crunch. My eyes widen.
     "Did you," I swallow hard. "Put CHOCOLATE CHIPS IN THESE?!" I almost yell.
     My mom nods and I literally smile like a little kid, a little 4 year old.
     "Yesss thank youuu!" I exaggerated most of that sentence and I start playfully kissing the waffles to show how happy I was, resulting in my mom and I bursting out laughing.
     "We're going somewhere special for your birthday," my mom winks.
     "Really? WHERE?"
     "I can't tell you, silly. I'll tell you on your birthday."
     Ugh. Why do parents always do this? They say that they're taking there kid somewhere, but then they say they can't tell them until the day of the event. Like what if I don't want to go? What if I don't like it?
     "But what if I don't want to go, what if I don't like it?" I ask.
     "Trust me," my mom popped the T in trust. "You'll love it."
     "Whatever," I playfully roll my eyes. I blow my mom a kiss and I walk to the bus stop.
     I see Jacob. Why does this always happen to me? Whenever I try to avoid this kid, he shows up more than ever. He approaches me.
     "Why is it that every time I try to avoid you, you always show up more than ever?" I ask.
     "And why is it that you want to avoid me?" He laughs.
     "Don't you have a girlfriend?" I scoffed, ignoring the subject. I didn't want to avoid him, I wanted him, but he doesn't want me.
     "Had. We broke up months ago."
     Oh. So... he's single now? Before my birthday? Um this might not end well.
     "Oh." I think I mentioned this before, but ' oh ' is my safe word. So, like, if I ever don't know what to say, that's the only word I say hoping it won't get much of a thought in other people's mind's.
     "A little birdy told me that your birthday is next week!"
     "Really? ' a little birdy '? No one says that anymore," I say grinning.
     "So you're going to be as old as me now, a teenager."
     "Yep."
     "And I also heard you're going somewhere for your birthday," he tells me and my eyes widen. "But, I can't say where."
     I groan. "Whyyyy?"
     "Because I wouldn't get to see you ever again if your mom knew that I told you."
     "But she doesn't have to know!" I squeal, realizing the bus just came. We quietly got onto it, and we sat next to each other to finish our little conversation.
     "She'll find out." He finishes. I just playfully roll my eyes and look out the window.
     Sooner or later, I feel warm, comforting arms around me. Jacob.
     I don't flinch, I barely move. I just kind of sit there.
     "Happy birthday." He tells me.
     "Thanks,"
     "Always."
     And with that, I grin at him, and we wait until the bus arrives at school.
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The next few chapters will be very happy but eventful chapters! I can't wait to write them, lol.
And this book isn't almost over, I still have to write about 8th grade. So, probably a lot more chapters will come.
I'm starting to write the next chapter already because I just can't wait, sooo yeah next chapter might be released today.
xx
Jane