I hopped into Matthew's dark blue BMW and turned on the radio, one of my favorite songs came on. I know it sounds crazy but the weirdest songs are my favorite. Don't by Bryson Tiller came on and I turned it up as loud as it would go. I soon turned it down when Matthew looked at me funny.
"What, Can't a normal teenage girl listen to music?"
"Not that music, I didn't expect you to listen to Bryson Tiller."
"What do you think I'd listen to?"
"I thought you would be the kind of girl to listen to one direction or something like that."
"Well Matthew that's where your wrong, even though I do like to listen to a one direction song from time to time." Matthew has a lot to learn about me, we could turn getting to know each other into a game, that sounds more fun than the mall.
"Matthew how about this we go to the beach and chill out, maybe play this game."
"What's the game?"
"So since we don't know much about each other we could play this game where you have to just ask questions and then you have to make a bet, after the bet you have to do anything not to owe anybody anything or else they pick what they want."
"I like the idea!"
"Let's go then." When we got to the beach I couldn't believe my eye's I've never seen this beach before.
"What beach did you take me to?"
"A beach, I used to go to this beach all the time when I was younger."
"Awesome, C'mon let's go."
"Okay." Once I got on the soft warm sand I felt like I was back home in Australia. I know it sounds crazy but I don't have the accent that comes with being born in Australia.
"So shall we start with the questions Matt?" He nodded in return.
"Matthew what's your last name?"
"Collins." I ran his name over my lips, I thought as hard as possible where I had heard that name before.
"Matthew are you related to Ryan Collins?"
"Yeah that's my brother."
"Oh my god, Matthew I dated him!"
"You did? Why would you do that he's a douche?"
"I did it because he had features I that I never experienced before."
"Whatever are you a virgin?"
"Yes Matthew."
"Oh my goodness, how your beautiful?"
"I never wanted to lose it to any of those tools."
"Okay it makes sense, we gotta get back to my house the beach is closing."
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2 weeks and 20 days
Teen FictionWhat would you do if you only had 2 weeks to live? Would you run away with some stranger, would you go through unbearable things to be with him. Would you Live every second to the fullest, Hell Yeah!
