The Awkward Girl

Chapter 11

School ended quickly, I called mum and told her that I wouldn't be available for dinner because apparently David's son was going to be there. After being angry, she decided to let me be claiming that I'll have to come home sooner or later. After classes, I organized my bags and my locker just to keep on stalling because Nick was waiting for me and I didn't want to seem eager. I walked towards the parking lot and found him seated at the hood on his car. I was about to walk over when...

Honk! Honk!!

I almost fainted when I heard the honk, wow, I was almost run over but luckily I moved back only to fall straight on my butt. Great, why does this always happen to me, I stood up immediately and looked around to see if I was being watched, I felt relieved when I realized I wasn't, well until I walked over and found Nick laughing at me.

"Why are you laughing, it was not funny, I was almost run over"

He stopped laughing and looked at me with a serious expression

"Are you alright?, you're not hurt are you?"

"No, thanks for asking"

"Good because.."

He then flicked his fingers over my arm

"Ouch!!, that hurt, what was that for!!"

"For being late, come on get in"

I looked at him unbelievable as I got into his car, I couldn't help but feel fascinated by it.

"Wow"

"Sweetheart I know I look gorgeous, feel free to look"

"You're kidding me right, I meant your car, its so beautiful"

"Of course it is, I always go for the best"

He said looking at me which made me wonder if he was still talking about the car. He started his engine and drove off.

"So tell me, why were you late?, were you having second thought"

"Its not that, I had to call my mum to cancel dinner"

"Dinner?, I guess your mum is always around huh?"

"Always around?, what do you mean by that, she has always been around except when she's busy with work but she makes sure to be available for dinner"

He was silent for a while which prompted me to look at him, he looked like he was thinking and confused at the same time.

"How can this be?, what happened?" He whispered to himself.

"What?"

"Can I ask you something sweetheart?"

"You're still calling me that?"

He ignored my question as he asked

"Do you know anything about your dad?"

That was a surprising question.

"Why do you ask?"

"Please just answer"

"Fine, I lived with my mum and dad before he passed away, at least that's what mum said"

"What!!, what do you mean by that?"

"Mum said I was to little to remember, which sucks but I feel happy that we shared some moments together"

"Wait a minute, what!!!"

He stopped the car abruptly.

"Ouch, why do you intend to hurt me today and why did you stop?"