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18. Early

I stood in the driveway. This is it. There is only one car in the driveway. A black Honda. I walk up the of this big two story house. This is a really nice house. Kylie must be pretty well of for her parents to afford a house like this. It's surprising she doesn't act like it. I come up to the two glass doors of her home. Just as I am about to ring to door bell I notice something. The door is already cracked open.

I walk through the doors and enter her house. It is a very modern house. Light grey walls, white furniture, and all hard wood floors. Except for one big white fluffy carpet in the tv room. Before I could get a chance to explore the rest of her house, I heard a noises, like a squeal and a bark. I walk towards the noises. Now entering the kitchen I see a sliding glass door leading to the backyard, I'm guessing. As I walk closer and look through the glass doors, I see her.

Her odd but beautiful long lilac hair flying from side to side as she plays with her dog. Shes wearing a black tank top and some light grey sweats. Her laugh is so beautiful. It could make anyone's day. I watched her for a minute just run around and play with her dog. She looks so genuinely happy, laughing and smiling. A state I never have seen her in. She looks so beautiful, I felt like I could watch her like this forever but for some reason I feel like I shouldn't be here. I have this urge to just turn around and walk out her door but I won't.

I walk up to the sliding glass door and slowly opened it. Her dog started too growl and Kylie was petting its head while sitting down next to the dog on the lawn. A awkward silence settled over us as we stared intensely at each other.

"You know you really should lock your doors, there're are some crazy people walking around here." I said breaking the silence.

"I know, some don't even know the basic manners of nocking." She shot back. She got up and pushed past me into her kitchen with her dog right behind her. The dog growled lowly as it passed me. It is quite a beautiful dog, odd even.

She picked up a tea pot on the stove and poured herself a glass. "What are you doing here.?It's 4:30. Why are you are half an hour early? Why didn't you knock ?" She asked eagerly.

"I don't know. I felt like it." I shot back.

Why do you ask so many questions." I added, a little annoyed of her all questioning.

She furrowed her eye brows. "I don't know. Why do you wear your sisters skinny jeans?" She said mocking me and putting her tea bag in her cup. I rolled my eyes.

"Can we just get this over with." I said, knowing that's not really what I want.

"My pleasure Mr.Hood." She spoke sarcastically and walked out of the kitchen with her cup of tea.

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