Mystery Of Love

Chapter 7

We walked to her class room, then to her office. She grabbed her book's, her car keys and her bag.

"where are we going?" I questioned her, but she just stood there an smiled.

We got to her car and I asked "am I even allowed to go with you in your car? I don't want you to get into trouble"

"Well get in then before anyone sees!" she laughed.

We drove down the road and she stopped the car. She ran into the shop and came back out with loads of crap.

She drove for about 20-25 minutes and she stopped in a lay by, pulled out a sandwich and said "eat up, there chocolate and cookies and sweet in the bag if you want it"

so I smiled and a thought came over me that was too explosive that if I didn't ask I probably would have thought all kinds of rubbish.

"why? why are you doing this? why me? what do you get out of this?" I questioned.

"wow! I wish you would ask questions like that in class other than sitting there doodling in your note pad, playing on your phone and copying other peoples work" she laughed.

"sorry" I said with a cheeky grin on my face.

"but seriously...why?" I asked again.

"well you really want to know? "she asked.

"well yes that's why I asked" I replied.

she got out her phone and sighed. she started the engine of the car and drove for about 5 minutes.

once we stopped I asked " you still haven't answered my question?".

she had this diary app on her phone and there was a folder with my name on it. there was 30-40 diary entry's on there.

I looked at the first one and it said...