- Skips to spring break-
As I was sitting there reading a novel, Dylan barges in my room.
"Dylan, don't do that! You scared me!"
"I'm sorry boo!" he exclaims.
"I guess I will have to forgive you," I say with a wink.
"Okay so guess who's going to the beach," he says.
"I don't know, who?"
"Me and you, just the two of us."
"wait are you serious?" I ask.
"As a heart attack."
I run up to him and give him a hug. "Oh my gosh, you're the best."
"That's what they tell me!" he says, laughing.
"so when are we leaving?" I ask.
"Early in the morning, so you should start packing."
Dylan went home and I started packing. Im OCD so before I could start packing I made a list. After I got everything packed, I went over the list at least 3 times. I had everything, and I was so ready. That night I finished reading my novel and went to bed. I woke up early the next morning, and checked my phone.
From: Dylannn<3
Be ready by 7, babe. I'll come over then and I'll help get your suitcase and stuff.
I replied back with a quick "okay, can't wait! :)"
I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine : brush teeth, wash face, etc. After that, I straightened my hair. I went to my closet and pulled out a one sholder shirt and a pair of blue jean shorts. I put them on and grabbed my black sandles. I checked my outfit in the mirror and thought it looked really good. I grabbed my phone and my purse and took it downstairs. I checked the time: 7:05. I laughed because Dylan is never on time. A few minutes later he came and knocked on the door. I let him in and he went upstairs and grabbed my suitcase. I followed him out the door and he put it in the back of his car.
"I have to go talk to your dad, you can chill in the car or something," says Dylan.
I just gave him a weird look and said, "Okay."
Craighden walked out on the front porch. I walked over to him, "How's my favorite kid on the planet doing?" I asked him.
"Horrible considering its 7 am on a saturday and some idot decides to go to the beach with his girlfriend and wakes me up."
"I'm sorry bud," I say with a laugh.
"It's okay," he says.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes. Out of the blue he says, "You know Dylan really loves you?"
"Oh really?" I say laughing. I like his point of view on things, so I wanted to see what he would say. It's amazing how an 11 year old's mind works.
"Yeah, he really does. The way he looks at you proves it. And the way his face lights up when you walk in the room, or when he talks about you. His songs about you will say more than anything. When you guys 'broke up' or whatever, he barely ever came out of his room, or even played music. You could tell his whole world came crashing down. You mean a lot to him, I hope you realize that."
I sat there, taking in everything he said. "You know, kiddo, you're pretty smart for your age."
"I try," he says as he dusts off his shoulder.
We both started laughing. A little while after that, Dylan came out of my house.
"You ready to go?" he asks me.
"Yeah!"
He opens the door for me and gets in, and then we're off.
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lol at how this part sucks. I hope you like it and i want to apologize for not writing for a while.
this story is gonna come to an end soon, but don't worry. my writing career will still continue. :)
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xoxo, maty. :)
