I was so excited to write this chapter that I immediantly got on it after posting the last one. Some parts I'm not very happy about, but the majority of it's okay.
I didn't edit it.. But I promise I'll do that later!
Maybe...
Listen to the song! -->
NOW!
Not sure if it has anything to do with my story or not. If you find a connection to the story, good for you. I really don't care. It's like, the best song ever!
I'm listening to it for the 14th time in a row right now!
And the funny thing is that I'm not even all that into Louis Tomlinson! I'm more of a Harry Styles type gal.. but I'm in love with this song!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh! Beee my babyy!
Anyways... Happy reading! :)
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The sound of feet moving through grass had me up in seconds. I faced the noise, prepared to run, until a familiar face came into my line of sight.
"You are one hard woman to track down." Gabe chuckled. "How in the hell did you find this place?"
Relief flooded my body. Thank goodness it wasn't some creepy pervert or wild animal. I take that back. Gabe Mitchell could count as a creepy pervert.
"I could be asking you the same thing." I retorted.
"Aw, does Ariella not like to share her hiding places?" he teased.
I rolled my eyes and sat back down in my previous spot, my back turned toward him. Why'd he have to come and ruin my peaceful evening?
"So why are you here?" I asked. "I thought you'd be at the dance."
"Dances are for losers, which is why I'm surprised you're not there."
"Haha, aren't you funny?" I replied sarcastically.
"Yep. In fact, I'm hilarious. Wanna hear a joke?"
Great. A joke.
"Sure. I've got nothing else to do."
Gabe walked over and sat down infront of me so we were face to face. He smiled and stared at the sky as he said, "Knock, knock."
"Really? A knock knock joke?"
He glanced over at me. "Just go with it." he said.
I sighed. "Um, who's there?"
"Interrupting cow."
"Interrup-"
"Moo!" Gabe yelled before I was finished speaking. He rolled onto his back laughing with his hands clutching his stomach. I couldn't help but laugh too. "You should've seen your face!"
"That was the lamest joke I've ever heard." I finally said, a smile still on my face.
"Like you have any better ones." he challenged.
"Actually, I do. Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"Hutch."
"Hutch who?"
"Bless you!"
Confusion washed over Gabe's face. "But I didn't sneeze? Oh, wait! I get it!" We both started laughing.
"Knock, knock?" he asked, a smile on his face.
"Who's there?"
"Little old lady."
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An Ariella Story
Teen FictionAriella Scott is the modern-day Cinderella. After her parents are killed in a tragic car accident, it leaves nine year old Ariella an orphan. It doesn't take long for a family to come along and adopt her... but it's not the family she wants. Her fos...
