Chapter 4

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My eyes flutter open.
I could feel light breathing underneath me. It was Clyde.
"Clyde." I shake him lightly.
His eyes slowly open.
"Hey." He mumbles.
"Hi." I smile at him.
We both sit up. And stretch.
"I'm gonna change." I say.
He nods and I dash up the stares.
I grab a new outfit (not describing the outfit. You can choose what you wear.) and throw it on. Then, I come down the stairs to see Clyde at my door with his jersey on.
"I'm gonna go to change my clothes at my house. Wanna come?" He asks.
I smile. "Yeah." I grab my jacket and slip on my shoes.

We walk up to his front door and walk in. His dad was sitting on the couch reading the news paper and drinking coffee. He turns and sees us.
"Ah, Clyde! There you are!" Mr. Donovan smiles at his 16 year old son.
"Hi dad." Clyde smiles back and walks up stairs.
"You don't have to sit there sweet heart. Come, sit down." Mr. Donovan says patting the seat next to him.
I sit down next to him.
"How have you been honey?" He asked.
"Good. My mom left for a business trip yesterday so I'm gonna be alone for awhile." I reply.
"Oh, well, if you need anything at all Clyde and I are always here." He grins.
I return the grin.
"You know I love you like my own daughter. Your a lot better then that bebe girl." He says.
"Really?" I question.
"Oh yeah, in fact, if you were Clyde's girlfriend I'd be mighty happy alright." He states, taking another sip of coffee.
I blush lightly.
Clyde tjen comes down the stairs.
"Ready (y/n)?" Clyde asks.
I look back at him and stand.
"Have fun you two!" Mr. Donovan calls as we exit the Donovan house.

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