As he dropped me at my front door, I ran quickly up the stairs without even looking back. I even heard him shout 'Goodnight.' I was so happy. I was all blushy. Ugh, I just couldn't get enough of him and it had only been our first date. Wait. Was it even a date? Or was it just a friendly, hang out together thing? These thoughts drove me mad. I didn't want to ask him that. Well if he kissed me, then it's considered a date. I guess.
I laid across my bed, smiling at the ceiling while thoughts of him and I kept running through my head. I was interrupted by a knock on my door.
"Agnes sweetie." It was my mom.
"Come in."
Oh she brought dad too.
"Hey guys," I tried my best to hide how flushed I was.
"Hey Ag, how was your ' date,' " my dad chuckled putting emphasis on the ' date.'
"Robert," my mom swat him across his shoulder.
"What Jonah, I'm just curious."
Yes, Jonah is my mom, Robert is my dad. They are the coolest.
"Guys just so you know, it wasn't a date, but my friendly hangout was fine."
"Okay sweetie goodnight then, love you, god bless you," both my mom and dad said.
"Same to you guys."
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Just as I was about to sleep I felt my phone vibrate. The question, ' Thinking about me?' came across my screen. My smile grew from ear to ear.
How did he get my number anyway?_____
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The Outcast
Mystery / Thriller15 year old Agnes Woodford meets Charles Rosewood, her weird crush. The two grow to know each other but do they really. Read to find out.