Why Did i Have to Meet You?

Chapter 3: He is so Going Down

I arrived at my house to get ready. I picked out black combat boots and black jeans with an Ain't Your Wifey camo t-shirt. I redid my makeup in a natural way. I said goodbye to my mom and left. When I got to the party everyone stared and that's exactly what I didn't need. "Hey what's up asshole ready to get your ass burned" I whispered into Dylan's ear. "Puhlease hitch it's on" he replied slightly amused but I didn't care. "ATTENTION EVERYONE..we are about to start the annual Cache Catastrophe competion in a few minutes so get ready first please wins two hundred dollars second place wins fifty and third wins twenty five" I heard what sounded like Reeds voice. five four three two "Let the Cache begin" Reed shouted and I took of running. I followed my GPS and found the first one  collected the note and ran the opposite way. After about thirty minutes I found a third one and a fourth. Three more to go. I saw another one and grabbed it. I saw the other one and Dylan grabbed it. I walked for a while and finally saw the LAST one and ran. I saw Dylan running the same way and got their before him. I started to ran and arrived at the house. "Micah wins the challenge" Reed shouted and some people cheered. "Take that asshole" I whispered in Dylan's ear and left. When I got home a gave my mom a hug and a kiss and went upstairs. I stripped off my clothes and sat in the water for a while. I got out and put on a sports bra and shorts on. Then my phone buzzed and I checked it. -Hey sweetheart got to hand it to you your not that bad #Dylan-. -Fuck you I'm trying to sleep...and thanks asshole #Micah- and then I passed out.

"I love you Micah 'Renèe Prior" said Dylan. "I love you too Dylan James Ryan" I replied and kissed him. "AHHHH" I screamed. Dylan James Ryan WHY DID I HAVE TO MEET YOU! I got up and got dressed for school in a crop top and jean shorts with all black vans. I did my make up like usual and caught the bus. When got to school all I could think about was that stupid dream about Dylan. Of ALL people why did I have to dream about HIM. Ugh I can't stand the fact that I-I...like him. I gulped and walked into school like the dream never exsisted.