How do you get back at your childhood tormentor from middle school? To Milana Cavallero, the answer is simple: just crash every party he throws, until his senior year ends. Of course, that's easy when your single dad is a local police officer. Alway...
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IT WAS NEARLY 11:00 pm.My Dad won't be here until probably one in the morning. I can then get dressed in my pajamas and do my household chores meanwhile I wait. I have also gotten two big boxes of desserts inside a large plastic bag which Sarah gave to me earlier because they didn't want to waste any food behind, so taking it without hesitation, it might just be a late night dessert for my dad.
Keegan outstretched his hand towards me like a gentlemen as I happily took it and gently trying not to trip on my heels —especially not in front of him. I let out a sigh of relief as it didn't see a problem when I got out the car slowly. He walked me to the path towards my porch with my hand in his as he saw how uncomfortable I was within these heels. It feel like walking on fire, to be honest. Leaving me there, he went back to the backseat to grab the large plastic bag and put it immediately on my wooden porch. Such a nice guy.
"So, you want to face the deadly creatures one day, ey?"
Keegan gave me a lopsided grin. I laughed at his comment. I might have mentioned something similar to those words in my speech two hours ago but that doesn't mean it's going to happen soon enough, I am still scared of those creatures, even the tiniest ones could creep me out. Keegan on the other hand, has no problem. No matter how small or large or how terrifying they look — he is not afraid.
"Mm, maybe in few years." I beamed with a smile.
He raises his eyebrow challengingly, but his wide grin is still present. "What about—" he tapped his jaw. "—I'll take you to see them during the field trip?"
"Alright, but don't scare me much. I might not have a coffin made in advance you know." I advised.
He gave me a quick wink. "Trust me, you'll find them cute."
"Let's wait and see what surprise you got for me in the woods." I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.
He then laughs and nods his head. "Well I guess I'll see you on Saturday then." He embraced me for a quick hug before skittering over to his car.
"Bye Kee." I muttered, waving goodbye which he instantly returned. I exhaled, couldn't wipe the wide smile off my face. And for the first time, I've never felt this excited going on a hike. As his car drove off the driveway, the smile on my face then disappeared, but as I turned around — a frown then glued on my features as I took in the person standing in front of my porch.
Franco?
My eyes rolled back and forth as I kept blinking repeatedly over again. I then squinted my eyes closer to make sure I'm not imagining or hallucinating. That is definitely him. I was mad curious and confused as to why he was here. Not that there's anything wrong with that but who could expect a mystery to be standing near my porch, at night I might add.
