Peter's Secret

Chapter Eighteen

*Riley's POV*

"So how was school kids?" My dad asked. "My day was okay." I said taking a bit into my food. "Oh, Mom, Dad. I'm going to the dance tomorrow with my friends." I said . "The Prom?" My mom asked shocked. "No just a formal dance the school decided to do." I explained.

"Do you have a dress?" My mom asked. "Yeah want to see it after dinner?" I asked her. "Yeah." she smiled. "Wait you're going to a dance?" Aiden said stopping the conversation. "Yes, is there a problem?" I asked him. "You better not be going with no boys." Cameron said. I just rolled my eyes.

Once I was finished with dinner I led my mom to my room and she sat on my bed as I fished the dress out the closet. "So just between you and me. Are you going with a boy?" my mom asked excitedly. "Yeah." I smiled. "Who?" My mom squealed. "He's one of my friends. His name is Peter." I said. "What does he look like?" she asked.

I picked up the picture strip off my table and showed it to her. "Aww, you guys look so cute. Do you like him?" She gushed. "I honestly don't know. My friends say I do and he does like me so..." I trailed. "What's the dress look like?" she asked.

I showed her the dress. "Oh, Riley this is gorgeous. You're going to look so beautiful in it." My mom beamed. "Thanks. Peter and I are going to match so he got a suit to match my dress." I informed. "Has he seen the dress yet?" My mom asked. "No. I want it to be a surprise." I said.

"Aww he's gonna love it. I just know so." My mom smiled. I put the dress back in the closet and my mom sighed. "Riley, how do you feel about your father coming back?" she asked becoming serious. "Oh, um. I mean it's great and all. I really missed him." I smiled.

"That's good." My mom said as she was leaving. I laid back down in bed and tried to imagine what the dance would be like. I couldn't wait to see what Peter would think of the dress. I tried to imagine of everything else but I fell asleep.

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"Riley, time for school." Ryder said coming and leaving my room. I rolled out of bed (literally) and went to find something to wear. Looking through my closet I decided on a white shirt with thin black strips with washed out ripped jeans and white Converse. Going to the bathroom with my phone I FaceTimed Peter.

"Yellow?" He said answering. "What?" I laughed. He shrugged and sat the phone on a counter. I set mine on the counter by the sink and started to brush my teeth. "How's your morning?" He asked. "Good." I said.

"Are you ready for the dance?" I asked him. "Yeah." He said putting on his sweater. "Are you?" "Of course." I said rinsing my mouth. "We have another test in math." Peter said. "Why." I groaned. "I don't even know. It sucks." he agreed. I began brushing out my hair and applying my makeup.

"You're confusing." Peter said. "How?" I asked. "Why do you wear makeup?" he asked again. "I've told you, Peter. I want to." I said. "But you look good without it." He said. "Thanks." I said. He nodded. "Riley, Alyssa's here." I heard someone shout. "Okay." I said back. "See you at school." I said to Peter. He said bye and hung up the phone.

I got in the car with Alyssa and Emily and we began the journey to school. "How was your guy's morning?" Alyssa asked. "Mine was okay. The twins kept bugging me though." Emily said. "That sucks. Riley?" Alyssa said. "Nothing bad really. I was FaceTiming Peter though." I said putting on chapstick.

Emily bubbled, "Adorable. Is he coming to the dance?" "Yes and we are going together. He even got a suit to match my dress." I said. "Awww." The girls both said in unison. Finally getting to school we all got out of the car.

"I'm gonna go find Peter." I said to the girls. "Okay. See you in a bit." Emily waved. Walking through the hall and up the stairs to the second floor I saw Peter and Ruby talking at his locker.