Krystal's POV:
It was finally 2:30 p.m. It was time to leave school. Jett texted me on my phone, telling me to meet him at the school gates in 5 minutes. When I got there, I saw him in my dream car. A chevrolet SS 2014!!!
"Are you coming or not?"
"Are you kidding me? Ofcourse. I'm not passing up a chance to ride in this car!"
He let out a chuckle.
"What was that supposed to be? Not a laugh right? 'Cause didn't even know a human being could make a sound like that!"
It was a bit quiet on the way to his place. I asked if I could play my music, and he said," What are you waiting on?" I plugged in my phone and I picked the song "Drawing the Line" by Royal Pirates (ENGLISH VERSION). I was singing the song in the car as he joined in with me during the chorus. I let out a shriek, being surprised by the fact that he knew the song. I kept that same song on repeat until we got to our location. "Well that was fun" we said in unison. "Could you stop that" we said again in unison. "Cut that out" we also said in unison" We both let out a laugh. When we got there, I saw a really big house, but it was just the right size for two people to live in. It was real nice. He then took out his keys and he unlocked the door. I looked through the door and it was amazing. the dining room had a chandeleir, the living room had a flat screen television, and there was a long corridors with doors leading to different rooms on each side. "I really love this place."
"Well, thanks. My grandma used to live here, and the property was still hers after she left to live in Atlanta, Georgia. She left it for me in her will."
"Well your grandma sure did know how to live in style." I said with a big smile. I sat down on the couch in the living room and he sat a few inches away from me.
"So how's everything been?" I asked.
"It's been okay, I guess. I mean, I love traveling, but it gets annoying having to travel back and forth to the same place over and over again. I mean..." as I cut him off by rushing into a big hug, which caused us to fall on the couch, with me on top.
" I have missed you so much, you wouldn't even understand" I whispered in his ear. "I missed you, too" He whispered in reply.
"I don't wanna let go yet".
"Then don't." He said, pulling me tighter.
After about 15 minutes of us us just laying there, with me being in his arms, I decided to let out a groan,"Ugg... Im hungry..." he replied in the same tone,
" Ugg, me too. you wanna find something in the kitchen or go out to eat?"
"Do you have pancake mix?"
"I'd be screwed if I didn't. That's literally the only thing I eat in the morning time."
"Same. You want some?"
"Sure. Your not gonna blow up my kitchen, right?"
I replied with a straight face ," If I know how to cook anything, it would be PANCAKES."
"Well, I'm glad your not cooking something else." He said with a grin.
"You know, you shouldn't be mean to the person making something your planning to eat." I said without letting him see my face.
"Wait. You know what? I'll just stop talking."
"Good decision." I said while walking towards the kitchen.
I looked in each cupboard until I found the pancake mix. It was even my favorite brand, "Aunt Jemima", and matching syrup. With Aunt Jemima pancake mix, all you have to do is add water and one egg, so thats what I did. It was pretty fun. Then I was ready to put it on the scorching hot pan with a light layer of oil.
