Chapter 22

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(Chisanna)



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Mom had invited some of the neighbors over for dinner, I mean the dining room was FULL. Literally! I was in my room, trying to complete my Chemistry worksheet. I rolled my eyes hearing the chattering down stairs, every now and then there would be a burst of laughter. Wow, so jolly.

Damn, I can't even concentrate and these formulas are no easy task. I pushed the my ear phones in my ears, singing as I did some rough work.

A loud knocking on the door caused me to pull them from my ears in disturbance.

"What is it?"

I asked.

"Aren't you coming down to join us honey?"

It was my mother.

"I'm busy, maybe later."

"Alright."

I pushed the ear phones back into my ears glancing on the paper.

I wondered, what Chase was doing now. He must be busy or something, but why is my mind going to him now. Or is it because I wanted.. To see him? I dismissed the thought feeling a implacable warmth rushing into my cheeks. He occupies my mind all the time.

I pressed my face into the bed feeling my heart racing. God, why does my heart always race when I think about him.

That's because something is wrong with you Chisa.

I sat up more properly, I need to complete this work sheet. Concentrate! Concentrate! I lightly slap my cheeks. Ok, you got this. There was another knock at the door.

"Yes."

"Chisa, Your boyfriend is here to see you."

A gasp slipped from my lips quickly turning but accidentally falling off the bed.

"Honey, is everything alright in there?"

Bo - boyfriend? I flushed crimson. What is she saying? I pushed strands of my ears behind my ear, even though we were, seeing each other, I don't know if he saw me like that. As his girlfriend..

I touched my face, it felt - so hot.

"I'm alright mom."

"Should I, tell him to come up?"

I hastily got up from the carpet, my hair looked like a partridge nest and I was wearing pajamas twice my size. Since I was in my room alone, I didn't bother changing. But Chase was here there wouldn't be enough time to change and comb my hair! I'll embarrass myself, I'll really embarrass myself.

I know!

Walking over to the closet, I opened it, taking out a strawberry short cake hat. This one polka dotted, pink polka dots.

The other less nerdier looking ones were in the laundry room.

Polka dots! I'm so uncool. I put on the hat to hide my terribly untidy hair. I guess the pajamas are fine, probably not.

"Chisa."

"Yes mom, he can."

I said.

I'm nervous! Oh Crap. I'm so nervous.

I tried to make my room more presentable clearing the books from the bed and straightening up things. I jumped at an unexpected knock.

I opened the door seeing Chase, he was so nicely dressed.. His clothes were custom made. It's pretty fine to have clothes made the way you want.

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