Chapter 1

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Ryan came off the bus with this great idea. He was in eighth grade now, and the 8th grade formal was coming up. He loved this girl Kailey, Kailey Hunt. I mean, they were friends, but he wanted more. He was also fourteen, so who knew what he wanted. He knew he wanted to ask her to the dance. He opened the front door and his mom, Amelia was sitting at He kitchen table on her laptop, probably doing something for work.
"Hey buddy how was school?" Amelia asked.
"It was good, and I've got a question," Ryan began, unsure how to ask his mom about Kailey, "I want to ask my friend to the dance."
"Okay, who?" Amelia asked.
"My friend Kailey," Ryan said. Amelia thought for a minute, thinking how to approach this. She was okay with it, she just wanted to make sure her son wasn't making a huge mistake.
"She the one with red hair?" Amelia asked.
"Yeah," Ryan said relieved that that was the question she had asked.
"She nice?" Amelia asked once again.
"Yeah," Ryan said, "so you're cool with me asking her?"
"Yeah, I wanna meet her though," Amelia replied.
"Well I have the sign, and I have her address so can we go today?" ryan asked.
"Sure," Amelia said. Ryan went and got dressed. He was so nervous, he truly cared for her so much.
Amelia was nervous too, she didn't know why. She hasn't dated anyone after James and that was years ago. Ryan was going to be dating someone, he had the guts to ask someone out. She had her eyes on someone. Owen, Owen Hunt. She wanted the guts her son had. She's wanted to ask him out, wanting him to ask her out. Just wanting him. Ryan came down the stairs with the decorating sign and flowers. Amelia punched in the address to the GPS. They drove down the road chatting about the day but Ryan's mind was racing. They pulled up in the driveway and little did Amelia know that she would possibly regret the choice all along.

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