**Ava’s POV**
“So, Devon, what exactly are you like?” I ask while sipping on a Chai Tea Latte from the Starbucks in the food court.
“Well, I am 5’10, brown hair, brown eyes-“
“No, I meat what are you like! Like, what you do, what you like, what you don’t.”
“Ah, specifics I see. Well, I like school actually, uh,-“
“Whoa, wait. You like school? I never thought I’d find a guy who said that!”
“Oh yeah! I love going to school. I know it’ll probably be my only ticket outta this place and to some other place out there.”
“Like?”
“Like, I don’t know. I just don’t want to be here, you know? It’s a nice place but it’s awfully small. I want bigger.”
“Well, yeah it’s small. But won’t you miss it?”
“Maybe at first. You know, I’ll experience culture shock but then when I adjust to my new life, I’ll be fine.”
“You don’t where you wanna go though?”
“Not exactly. Maybe New York. I love that place.”
“It’s nice. So anyway, what else do you do?”
“I play soccer. I do debate. I play percussion in band. I uh, well I don’t know, can’t think of anything else.”
“Band and debate?” I ask. Wow. I do both of those.
“Yeah, why?”
“Lincoln Douglas or CX?”
“LD.”
“No way! Me too! I also do band, I play the flute.”
“Hmmm, interesting. I knew I couldn’t have been the only one!” I laugh at him and he laughs with me.
“So, what do you do?” he asks me.
“I do band, debate, play tennis, I’m in StuCo, and one of my favorite classes is art.”
“Hmm, busy girl.”
“Yeah, very.”
“Too busy to see me later this week?” I look at him and laugh nervously, then push my bangs out of my face.
“Uh, when were you thinking?” I ask.
“How about Friday? We’ll go watch something at the movies?”
“Sure, sounds great!” I push my bangs away again stare at my phone, Mom calling. Before I answer though, I hear Devon go,
“Whoa, watch it!” I look up to see what happened and a guy is walking away catching up to someone else.
“Who was that?” I ask.
“I don’t know, dude bumped into my seat. Purposely I swear.” I look back at the guy but only see his back since he’s practically out of the court already.
“Okay, weird much?” I answer the phone.
“Hi mom!”
“Ava, when are you getting home dear? We have dinner soon.”
“Oh, right. We’re having someone over right? Uh, I’ll be there in half an hour.”
“Alright sounds good dear. See you in a bit”
“Okay, bye Mom.”
“Bye.” The line goes dead and I look up to see Devon collecting the trash. I pick up my latte and help him take the tray over to the trash.
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Sorry's Not Good Enough
Fiksi RemajaAva O'Conner is like any other teenage girl trying to get by. Nick Matthews is a good-looking, emotion toying, smart boy who gets what he wants. Nick has never thought of dating Ava, and Ava has only ever dreamed of dating Nick. Right now, Nick seem...
