The bad boy stole my phone.

Chapter 18

Catherine POV

I walked to my locker, still a little bubbling after the scene back there, but was interrupted by a touch on the shoulder.

"Dylan, ohh god, you scared me half to death!!" I sighed holding my chest.

"Sorry babe, didnt mean to, Umm about our date..."

"Uhh that!!" I sighed, interrupting him.

"What, don't you wanna go out?!" He asked.

Yeah, just not with you!! I scoffed in my mind.

"Och that hurts!" He replied.

"Ohh shit!!! I said that out loud!!" I muffled through my hands, because I was covering my mouth with it.

"Its OK, if you don't want to...you know!" He replied, not saying the last part.

"No, no I'll love to go with you!!" I lied....at bit, I kinda want to see where he would take me.

"Alright then, Umm, 7 ok!!" He smiled, and jogged off with a group of good looking jocks.

I can't wait till tonight.

7 pm (in the night)

I walked out the door, in a ripped geans, a strapless blouse, and my pink sweater, he told me to dress like this, soooo, I guess, we're doing a simple date.

I can't wait!!

2 hrs later

WORST DATE IN THE HISTORY OF DATES!!!!

God, I thought that I was going to die, you won't believe where that fool took me.........

A DARN BASKET BALL MATCH.

During the whole game, this guy, we sat beside of kept leaning on me, and of course he was sleeping, snoring, and drewling on me. I mean if the guy was that tired why didn't he stayed in his darn bed.

Dylan didn't pay not one attention to me, I mean im not the game, but I'm his date, at least show that you are glad that I came.

Any who, all I know is that I had the worst time, and that I will never, ever, go out with Dylan, ever again!!!!!!