Briana's POV :
I was waiting outside , sitting on the bench for my dad to pick me up. He was running late because I got out of school twenty five minutes ago. I couldnt call him or anything because I didnt have my phone. I looked to my right and no one was here really but two kids and then I looked to my left and someone was walking towards me. I rolled my eyes to myself because I didnt want to be bothered. I was already frustrated that my dad was late.
"Hello Briana." he said to me standing next to the bench.
"Please Chris not right now." I said to him. I was irritated and wanted nothing to do with him.
"I was just trying to ask if you wanted to use my phone." he asked me. I looked at his phone as he was holding it out for me to grab. I was really thinking about it but one my dad would freak out if I called him from his phone. Two , I dont wanna use nothing of his. And three , it might be sad but I dont know my dad's number by heart my moms either.
"No thank you im fine." I said to him not looking at him.
"You sure?" he asked.
"Yess." I said turning my head the other way.
"Can I sit down?" he asked me
"Its a free country do what you want. Thats what you do anyway right?" I said to him rolling my eyes the other way. I just wont look at him I dont want to.
"Briana please....." he started but I cut him off.
"You can stop , I dont wanna hear it. It doesnt matter now were not together do what you want. Like I said it was eye opener , because im too young anyway." I said still looking the other way.
"Well it obviously matters if your still mad." he says to me
"haha , im not mad." I said laughing a little sarcastically.
"Yes you is, you cant even look at me." he says. I rolled my eyes once again "shit" I said to myself quietly. I slowly turned my head around to him and just looked at him. No smile no nothing.
"Your eyes are sooo beautiful." he said looking at my green eyes.
"Thanks I know that already." I said zipping up my coat because its cold.
"You cold?" he asked.
"No shit. "I say to him.
"Damn , why soo mean?" he asked.
"Thats just me." I say grinning a little. All of a sudden he got up and walked away. I didnt know why but he did. I was mad though I didnt even wanna be bothered in the first placed. But then I looked straight and my dad was pulling up. Thats why he got up , he was a smart cookie. As the car got to the curve I got up and walked to the car.
"Hey sorry im late. Me and your mom was sleep." he says.
"Its fine." I say
"When we get home dont forget your mom wants to talk to you." he reminds me and I get nervous all over again.
"oh yeaah ok." I say. The rest of the drive home was silent. The only thing you heard was the radio playing Usher's song "Good Kisser".After about 4 more songs we arrived at home and I got a little nervous because I didnt know what my mom wanted to talk about so I was scared as hell. The car stopped and me and my dad hopped out. Once my dad unlocked the door we walked inside I threw my bookbag to the side and hung up my coat.
"Hey is she woke?" I asked my dad.
"yeaah she back there." he said to me and I started walking back there. I was sooo nervous because I didnt know what she wanted but I wanted it over with. I knocked on the door quietly.
