When Christina got home, she went straight to her room. She pulled off all her clothes, and set them on her bed, neatly. She looked in her mirror. She saw an older looking teenager in the mirror. Christina didn't know why, but she loved looking at herself...naked. And she happened to be naked at the time, so she looked at herself. Eyes looked back at herself. She stopped. Her head was spinning, spinning with thoughts of the man. She pulled out her pajamas, slipped them on, then put on a pink tank top. You could see her nipples poking out. She grabbed her hair-tie, and put her long blonde hair in a bun. She walked down to her living room, phone in hand. She plopped herself right by her mom, who was doing laundry.
"Well, Chip, you look happy today. We don't see that often, right, Charles?" Said her mom, smiling at her. Chip was their nickname for her ever since she was two they called her that, and it just stuck.
She hated it, but loved it at the same time.
"Mom, I'm not happy..." Christina said, rolling her eyes, smiling.
Her dad, Charles, walked in with a spoon in his hand.
"What's in the spoon, dad?" Christina asked, curiously.
"Cookie dough, want some?" He asked, handing her the spoon.
Although she was watching her weight, she took the spoon and shoved it in her mouth.
She wasn't fat, she wasn't skinny either. She would get called "Chub Chub" when she was in cheer, and they had to wear sport bras around the gym. And she was chubby compared to all the skinny teens- and little kids on the team.
She finished eating eating the cookie dough, then went in the kitchen and put it in the dishwasher.
When she walked out of the kitchen, her phone started ringing her favorite song, "Fighter" by Christina Aguilera.
Please be "him", Please be the man I gave a ride to she kept saying in her head.
She checked the number: Unknown number.
She quickly answered,
"Hello?!"
"Hey Christie." The voice was a man's voice-a young man's voice.
"The mystery man?" Christina asked, grinning.
"You bet." Said the man.
Christina laughed, exiting the kitchen walked up her stairs, then into her room.
"Okay, Mystery Man, what do you want?" Christina shook her head, grinning.
"I want to take you on a motorcycle ride to the city." You could hear the man laugh.
"First, I want to know your name." Christina said, being stubborn as always.
"My last name is Deer, is that enough info, princess?" The man said, in a joking way.
"Yes, meet me in the Ferris's parking lot." Christina said, ending the call.
She was so happy that he- Something Deer had actually called her!
She paced around her room wondering about what to wear until her phone brightened- which meant a text came in.
She rushed to her phone and looked at the text.
Unknown Number: What time, Princess?
She quickly texted back,
Christina: 11:00 ;)
And then, she quickly rushed to her closet...
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