Learning To Love The Fighter

Chapter 3

As soon as my eyes opened, I immediately regretted agreeing to get up today.

My eyes felt so heavy and my legs felt like jello for some reason.

Slowly, my eyes began getting heavier and heavier until they closed and I drifted off once again.

You know that feeling you get when your sleeping and your stomach drops, making you fell like you are falling?

Well, that's what I had. I hate those so much..

As soon as I jerked awake, Paisley barged into my room.

"Wake up momma, it's time to get ready for the water park!" She squealed.

"I'm up.." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes as I sat up in my bed.

"Well I'm leaving in thirty minutes, so go get ready."

With that, she left my room and I sighed. Time to get ready..

My drawer of swim clothes were waiting for me when I opened it and looked around.

I haven't worn a swim suit in forever..

Settling my eyes on a cute bikini, I picked it up.

The straps were in a v- neck and tied in the back. Both pieces were turquoise and the bottoms had strings on each side of my waist.

After slipping into that, I put on a strapless black swim suit cover up that went a little above my knees and complimented my skin tone.

That being done, I slipped into black flip flops before throwing my hair into a cute messy bun and putting on some water proof makeup.

Can't look bad in public right?

Grabbing my phone and wallet, I walked downstairs where Paisley was cooking hash browns and pancakes.

I love her right now..

I noticed that the vase I had thrown at her last night was all cleaned up and the pieces were in the trash can.

"Thanks Pais" I smiled, motioning to everything.

"No problem babe.." She smirked.

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Sure enough, when Paisley and I pulled up to the water park, Jeremy, Kayla, Nate and Bryson were all sanding around an empty part of the parking lot where all of their cars were parked.

I pulled into a space next to Bryson's car and when I stepped out, I immediately walked over to him.

"Hey" I smiled.

"Hey" He grinned, tossing an arm over my shoulder.

I lowered my head to try and hide the blush that I felt coming up, and when I looked backup, my eyes immediately met with dark blue ones.

Nate looked at me with sonic hanger that I almost coward back, but behind the anger, hurt was clearly in his eyes.

The want to reach out and comfort him was so strong, but I held myself back by thinking of everything that he has said or done to me.

After discussing payments and if we were ready, we all headed to the front to buy arm bands.

The lady made me -and only me- get my height checked because I was pretty short. That bitch..

Luckily, I was able to get the armbands by three inches. Cause I'm awesome like that..

She also gave me a five minutes lecture on how life guards don't allow pregnant women on slides and that we can't get alcohol at the bar.