The difference between us

(9) Set date

Chapter nine

"I've got some news for you"

Last chapter for now because I will not have time to upload/ access Internet. It's short so yeah, enjoy !

Sayonara <3

Set date.

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Vincent's P.O.V

I scanned Stephyboos house. Her house smelled like freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. We were at her glossed dining table, and the ceiling fan above us spinning. It sounded like humming, and the light sometimes flickered. The walls were woody brown. My eyes landed on her mother.

"So what's your name, Ms. Taylor?" I smirked politely at her. "Abby," she responded. Her eyebrow raised, causing her forehead wrinkles to move. Stephyboo looked at her lap, and she hadn't looked up since I sat down. "So I guess you're wondering why I'm here," I broke the silence and Abby nodded. "I'm wondering if you're daughter is doing anything tomorrow? I'd like to take her out," I smiled with a cheesy smile. Two months, kept going around in my head.

Abby chuckled, "Well, we were supposed to go shopping-" I interrupted her, "Shopping? I love to shop," I smiled. I saw a confused look in her eyes and she scratched her head in disbelief. "Really?" She questioned. I snickered, "Well boy clothes. How about I tag along with you?"

Abby needed some time to think, and she tapped her fingers on the dining table. "What do you think, Stephanie?" Abby questioned Stephyboo. She looked up at Abby and smiled. "Well, I guess," Stephanie responded quietly. "Then it's a deal!" I smiled happily. "Be here at 6pm," Abby said, and wandered upstairs, saying goodbye before leaving me with Stephanie. I looked at Stephy who was sitting across from me.

"Vincent's charm always works!" I winked at her. "Yeah. Now go home," she scowled at me with her arms crossed. I proceeded to get up and she followed me out, leading me to the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I grinned and grabbed her hand, squeezing it a bit. She took her hand away. "Yeah," she said softly and unlocked her door.

"Bye Stephyboo," I smiled and grabbed her forehead, placing my lips there for a quick kiss. I pulled back as the tingles invaded my lips, and the butterflies in my tummy went wild.

She blushed madly and waved goodbye before shutting her door.

She was Impressed.

Smooth, Vincent, what a smooth boy you are.