Chapter 12 - A Few Questions

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It was Friday after school. And I was looking for a dress with my mom. I guess you could say I left it a little bit too late to find a dress. But I wasn't trying to impress anyone, really.

My mom and I found a dress that looked okay. We went back to my house where I got ready. I didn't exactly doll myself up. I knew Ethan didn't care. Ethan, was a very weird guy. And I guess that's why I enjoy being around him.

I put on my dress and I look myself in the mirror. I was wearing a red dress. It had a slit near the thigh. I hear footsteps coming toward my room, followed by a knock.

"Cars, your date is here."

I look at myself one more time. I grab a long glove and put it on my hand to hide my numbers. If people saw my numbers while with Ethan, I would get stared at all night.

I make my way downstairs and Ethan stood with my dad. I quickly run down and I hug my dad. Quickly trying to get out of the door.

"You don't think you're leaving without a picture do you?" He asked.

My mom comes out with a camera and my dad stands behind her.

"Get in close you two." She chirps.

I sigh and Ethan wraps his arm around me as we take a few photos.

"Alright, so question time." My mom says putting her camera down.

"Mom-"

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen." Ethan laughs.

"How much time do you have left?"

"Two months."

My mom nods slowly as she opens the front door for us.

"Have a good night, don't be home too late." She says.

Ethan nods back with a smile. "Sure thing Mrs Woodridge."

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