Chapter 2

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by grasersbiznatch

by grasersbiznatch

~Beth's POV~

To text or not to text. That is the real question.
B: hey it's beth
I sit there for about a minute until my phone goes off.
N: hey how r u
B: fine u
N: great I was wondering
B: yes...
N: never mind it's stupid
B: I'm sure it's not
N: sry gtg bye

-few days later-

Nothing. I've tried texting, and calling, I'm kind of worried what if something happened. I know he was a complete stranger but he was really nice. My stomach erupts my thoughts, it is calling for food aka Taco Bell. I get off the couch, grab my keys and hop in the car.

I am just sitting, staring at the Taco Bell in awe and I see someone familiar walk in. i get out of the car and get in the line. Behind, the one and only Nash. He is wearing basket ball shorts and a white tshirt and next to him is a dark haired boy about 13.
"Nash I want 9 baja blasts," the kid asks, which I'm assuming is Nash's brother.
"What the fuck Hayes, no!" He whispers now facing this so called 'Hayes' kid.
He notices me staring at them "oh hi Beth,"
"Hey um I need to talk to Nash ," I really want to ask him about what he wanted to ask me, "so here's $30 and you can get your drinks,"
"Thanks nice lady I've never seen in my life," the Hayes kid said, then telling Nash "go get her tiger,"
Crimson appears on his face. We walk to a table and I get the courage to say:
"What did you want ask me," I said looking around for 'Hayes' making sure he wasn't coming.
"I wanted to ask if you wanted to go out with me" he stutters, "And I know I'm so dumb, you probably have a boyfriend,"
I start laughing my head off "Me? Boyfriend? Never,"
"So would you like to go on a date?"
"Why not," I say calmly but ready to burst into a billion little atoms.
His face lights up, "Really?"
"No Nash, I'm just kidding. I hate you," I'm very sarcastic, sometimes it's not obvious.
"Oh ok never mind then," he starts getting up.
"Nash! You idiot, she was being sarcastic," Hayes says as he came holding 9 drinks, as he had wished for
"In that case I will pick you up at 8:19" he says standing up to leave. It is 6:43 so I leave to go home. Without Taco Bell because I don't want diarrhoea on the date.

8:18 and I already texted him the address. My white floral dress and curled hair looks okay in the mirror but who knows I might actually look like the bride of Frankenstein.
Beep, beep. Let's see now.