Chapter 8

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Brent's POV

As I walk up the steps, I am shaking. Literally shaking. You would think I am cold but it is 98°F outside. I need to calm myself down. When I reach the third stone step, I stop. I need to control my breathing. In. Out. In. Out. Okay. I am ready. I walk up the last step and ring the doorbell. Within seconds it is opened. I stop dead in my tracks. Amelia looks absolutely beautiful. She always looks beautiful. I don't know how she does it, but she does.

"Hey." I break the silence.

"Hi!" She chirps. She looks nervous.

When we get to my car I open the door for her. Too much? She smiles shyly and squeaks a thank you.

I turn on the radio and make it loud.

I lay my head back and start driving. I look over at Amelia and she is bopping her head to the music.

I don't know how this will go, I just want it to happen.

This is going to be interesting.

Amelia's POV

I am so nervous. I have absolutely no idea what to expect.

I look over at Brent and notice that he seems so calm and relaxed.

I am over here moving to the music while on the inside I am freaking out.

After what feels like seconds Brent interrupts my thoughts.

"Here we are." He announces while pulling into a parking space. He gets out then comes around to my side and opens the door for me. He is so cute when being polite.

I stand on the sidewalk and tug at my shorts. Why have they already come up so much?

I catch Brent staring so I pull up my shorts as far as they will go then quickly tug at them to come back down. The expression on his face shows I caused exactaly what I intended.

When we get inside there is a huge line full of people waiting to order.

I suddenly feel Brent's hot breath against my ear

"I hope you brought your money because I am not paying for your shit."

What?

That was so rude! I look up to see that he is laughing. His laugh is such a beautiful sound.

"I'm just kidding. Haha. I'm going to pay for everything, don't worry." His soothing tone is somewhat relaxing.

"What are you going to order?" I ask even though I know the answer.

He raises his an eyebrow at me. "I think you know." he declares.

"Er. Sorry, I don't." I try to act confused.

"Yes you do." he glares at me so I giggle. "That's what I thought. I'm going to go get us a seat. You can order." He says handing me a twenty dollar bill.

I get to the cashier and she has a huge fake smile plastered on her face.

I tell her mine and Brent's order then get my buzzer.

I go to the counter and the food is already waiting for me.

I see Brent waving at me from a small booth, the booth left. I can't believe he remembered that I hate tables.

"So you DO know what I like." He makes a fake gasp.

He starts digging into his mac n' cheese just like he did in my dream.

I start taking small sips of my pinapple smoothie while staring at him.

He excuses himself to go to the bathroom. After 20 seconds of sitting there waiting, I find myself walking into the boy's bathroom.

(You guys are so lucky i posted this. I typed up most of the chapter then it deleted on me. it was annoying but i pushed through it for you. love you<3 keep reading and voting)

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