Chapter 2
The bell rang and the first day of school was over.
Ali's mom picked me up in the mornings, but I had to walk home because she was at work now. Alison and Trevor had to walk too, but the complete opposite direction of me. They lived in some brand new 'cookie-cutter' as my dad called them houses. The houses were so squished together that they barely had a back and front yard. But it was really nice and brand new in side. They only moved there about 3 months ago so it still smelled really good. Until you got to Trevors room. He never cleaned it and there was everything you imagine to be on the floor of a teenage boys room on the floor.
Alison and Trevor lived with their mom and stepdad. She was just a typical soccer mom. Mini van, super healthy, and all that normal rich parents stuff. But their stepdad was more of a dad to them then their real dad. He took off when Ali was 3 and Trevor was 7. They havent seen him in 9 years now. But Dan, their stepdad, was a veryprotective father figure for Alison and she even called him daddy. Her real dad was just 'that jerk Joseph'.
I walked down the curb and turned the corner to see that group of guys Garret was hanging out with, minus Garret, which kinda made me sigh.
I finally walked up to my house and pulled the keys out of my backpack. I lived in a little brown 3 bedroom house. I couldnt complain though. I had a decent sized room. And the backyard was big enough for our dogs, Cooper, a little 2 year old boston terrior and Buddy, our 8 year old golden retreiver, to run around.
"Hey honey. How was your first day?" my dad asked A's I walk in.
"Good." I replied. Actually, really good I thought but wouldnt say out loud. Its awkward to talk to my dad about guys.
I walked down the hall to my room to throw my backpack down and feed my rat Scar. I named him that because the first time i picked him up he bit me and Scar sounded better then Bite. Plus i loved Lion King as a kid.
I heard my little sister Hannah, listening to music in her room with the door shut.
"Thanks for stealing my Justin Bieber cd again, you little brat." I said and slammed her door. "Britany, you need to calm down. It's just a CD." dad yelled.
Just a CD shes took from my room like 3 times now.
"Whatever." I complained back before closing my bedroom door. I text Ali.
'I saw the group of guys Garret was with while walking home but no Garret' I added a frown face and sent it.
I laid down on my bed and pulled out my ipod and blasted my music. Ali text back 'Aw poor u. Lol jk' she said.
Before I could text back I got another text from her. 'U seem 2 really like this guy' I read and smiled
'I do. Its weird. Barely kno him' I started 'just saw him and bam. But its only been 1 day'
Her responce to that was 'Y dont u try n find him on facebook or smthng'
Good idea! That was rare for Ali, I mean she was a blond.
I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop. Now what was his last name? I tried to picture his papers from science class, but couldnt remember. So i thought of the guys he was hanging out with. I remembered seeing him with Anthony's brother. I was friends with him so i went to his friends and found his brother Luis. I went to his friends and it wasnt long before I found a Garret.
Garret Barker. Man hes even got a hot name. What about this boy isnt cute? I loved his profile picture. He was doing an ollie on his skateboard. He was in black skinny jeans and a white shirt with a black baseball hat on backwards.
Must be his usual choice of clothing.
I stared at the 'Add As Friend' button. Was it to soon? I mean, I just met him today.
About 5 minutes of me playing eenie meenie with every object in my room, and each outcome repeated went by before my dad opened the door.
"We're running up to the grocery store. Wanna come?"
"Sure." I answered, quickly closing my laptop before my dad saw what I was doing.
Then my sister, my dad and me left to the store.
My sister and I lived with our dad because my parents were divorced. We only saw my mom on holidays.
We were walking around the store and I was listening to my ipod still, and I couldnt help but think of Garret.
Why? I asked myself. Why can i not not think of this guy. I barely know him. Hes a skater. His names Garret Barker. And hes the cutest guy ive ever seen, and for some strange reason I've already fallen head over heels for him.
Ugh this is ridiculous. I thought. How can i feel this way for a guy when I barely even know him?
We walked out the store and got back into my dads big black truck. When we got back to the house, I sat back in front of my computer.
Maybe tomorrow night. Ill get to know him a little better first.
