Tempted

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August 22, 2014

The message still didn't deliver. My hopes were very low. I figured he just didn't have wifi..duh. I noticed he wasn't online at all either.

3:43 P.M

Victoria: Hey,did he text you?

Me: No,it never delivered

Victoria: Oh,I'm sorry :(

Me: It's okay :/

4:03 P.M.

It's time to leave and go to the airport to pick up my mom. I sat quietly in the car with my head phones in. My stepdad noticed that I was sad. He turned my way and tapped me. I took my head phones out and listened to him. He asked me "what's wrong?" I answered with "nothing, I'm fine". I turned towards the window and put my head phones back in. I wasn't sure what to do. Should I just tell him that I want to hang out with Luke? Its not like were gonna have sex. Were just friends. Why does it have to be so difficult for things to get accepted.

7:50 P.M.

We arrived at the airport and walked inside. We couldn't see my mom anywhere. It said her plane landed..did something happen? We grabbed a seat next to the arrival gate, and waited fifteen minutes. When we got up, we began to walk towards the gate along with the rest of the crowd. We were all the way in the back so I couldn't see anyone walk out. I looked to my left and noticed there was this boy staring at me. He was around my age,and very cute. Not cuter than Luke though.

8:05 P.M.

Me: OMG there's a cute guy here lol

Victoria: GET A PIC! TIME TO PULL A REALLY SMOOTH ALYSSA!!!!

Whenever our friend Alyssa see's a cute boy, she manages to get a picture of them...

Me: I CANT. IM NEVER GONNA BE ABLE TO PULL AN ALYSSA!!!

Victoria: OKAY BUT TRY!!

Me: This is the best I could do...

*inserts picture of cute boy here*

Victoria: He looks cute...from what I can see

Me: Oh trust me. He is.

8:35 P.M.

We are finally out of the airport and on our way back home. I suggested to my stepdad to tell my mom about Luke. He did,but he left out the details, so I told her. Then I said "he usually isn't a bad kid". The car went silent. I was getting the vibe that she wasn't to fond of him. I turned and looked out the window. Five minutes later, we pulled into a rest stop and got out to get some food and stretch our legs. My stepdad had to use the bathroom,so it was my mom and I standing in the food line. I turn around to her and say "I finally have a friend in our neighborhood!!" "who" she says. "Luke". "Oh"

Well I guess she doesn't like him...I don't understand. My parents don't know him yet they don't like him. Don't they want me to have friends? Ugh.

9:14 P.M.

It's quiet in the car. I didn't want to say anything I would regret later. My parents need to realize that I'm growing up. I know what I can and can't do. I know what I should and shouldn't do. My mom still thinks I'm 3. While walking back to our car in the parking lot, we had to cross a busy airport road and she put her arm behind my back and said "okay now go!" while we crossed. I started yelling at her, and people started to look. I didn't really care. She needed to know that I'm not her little girl anymore.

10:38 P.M.

We arrived home and I walked into my room, grabbed my makeup remover wipes, piercing cleanser, and walked to the bathroom. I put everything down on the side of the tub. I grabbed a makeup wipe and started removing my mascara and foundation. I tossed the wipe in the garbage,and grabbed a bar of soap and a wash cloth. I got the water to warm and washed my face. Then I cleaned my bellybutton piercing. I was too tired to even think so I walked back to my room, shut my door,and went to sleep.