Chapter 42

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As soon as I get home I go through all my clothes that's in my closet trying to find something cute for tonight, I'm still not really sure if this is a date or not but I'm just excited to get out of the house.

I settle for a short grey dress paired with my combat boots and leather jacket and put on some red lipstick.

"Not too bad" I say checking myself out in the mirror

I see zero texted me letting me know he's out front.

"Don't be nervous, you know zero you guys are sorta friends I mean you share cigarettes" I say to myself as I walk to the front door

I walk to his car and open the passenger seat and climb in.

"Hey" I say to him

"Hey you look great" he smiles

"Thanks" I smile back "so where too?"

"Well we don't have much option in this small town but I was thinking the movies?" He says

"Movies sounds good" I tell him

We end up seeing some horror movie and every time zero jumped I could not stop laughing.

"It wasn't that scary" zero says as we walk out of the movies

"And yet you kept jumping" I smirk

"I don't know what your talking about" he laughs

I was actually having a good time with him.

He drives me back to my house and actually gets out of the car to walk me to my front door.

"Well aren't you a gentleman" I laugh

"I had a good time tonight" he nudges my shoulder as we walk to the door

"Yeah I did too" I say truthfully

We stand there on my porch but not knowing what to do because this is always the awkward part of the night.

"I can't believe this is really the first time we've ever hung out out side of school" he say to me

"Yeah I know" I agree "I'm glad we did this"

"Me too" he smiles "goodnight" he says and gives me a kiss on the cheek and walks to his car

I'm still standing in the same spot as he drives away, I hear something behind me and see Felix standing there.

We make contact for a brief second before he goes into his house slamming the door. When I go up to my room I notice his window curtains are shut I honestly didn't even know he owned curtains.

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