Ella' POV:
I woke up snuggled next to Josh. It scared me for a second, but then I remembered last night. It was wonderful. I slowly climbed out of bed into my bathroom. I took a quick shower and did a little bit of makeup. I put my hair up into a high pony and put on some tribal leggings and a Disney sweatshirt. After that Josh was still asleep so I went downstairs and cleaned up. Then I went upstairs again to check on Josh, nothing he was still asleep. I was kind of an early riser for a teenage girl, it was only 9:30. So I went downstairs and made breakfast: bacon, eggs, toast, and waffles. I jogged up the stairs one more time and woke up Josh. "Josh wake up" I said as I shook him, "I made breakfast."
"Oh hey beautiful" he said and I blushed.
"Good morning sleepy head" wait when did I start calling him sleepy head I thought to myself.
"Did you say something about breakfast?" he asked.
"Yes I did, it's downstairs on the table."
"Thanks, I'll be down there in a minute."
Then I walked out of the room.
Josh's POV:
Had a girl ever cooked breakfast for me? Or any meal for that matter. No, but Rachel wasn't any girl either. She was a sweet, beautiful girl. I hopped up and slipped my shorts from last night on. I walked over to Rachel's chest and opened up a couple of drawers and found an couple shirts that I know Rachel slept in because they were way to big for her small body. I slipped one on and folded the other on her bed. Then I went downstairs.
"I see you've found one of my night shirts?" she said with a chuckle.
"Yeah do you mind?" I said.
"No no of course not I keep them for when boys spend the night."
I gave her a hurt look.
"I'm just kidding" she said with a smile.
"Oh I thought you were serious!"
"Yeah I could tell" she said handing me a plate.
"Thanks this looks amazing!"
"You're welcome, do you want butter?"
"Yes please."
"Here you are" she said handing me the butter
After breakfast we went up to her room and made her bed. I loved her personality, she was confident but so so sweet. We went downstairs and sat on the couch for a little while and talked about random thing and then she said, "By the way. After I left high school, I changed my name it isn't Rachel, that's my middle name, its Ella. And I'm a model and actress." Wow she's and model? And and actress. Plus the name change. It's all to much.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier but in my defense I just have to be super careful who I give that information to." She said smiling.
"It's fine, it's just a lot of information at once."
"I know, I'll give a minute." Then she walked away.
I sat there for about 20 minutes when she came back. I was standing at the window when she came in the room. She sat down on the couch. And patted next to her. I came and sat as close as I possibly could without sitting in her lap. We looked in each other's eyes and kissed. It was the kind of dream kiss. It started slow and then gained speed. I grabbed her waist and the grabbed my neck as she pulled me on top of her. I went to pull away, "Don't stop." She said and pulled me back in. I brushed her hair out of her face with one hand and my other hand went from her waist to her butt. I squeezed it and she giggled. She lowered her hand underneath my shirt and said, "Come on!" She grabbed my hand and pulled up off the couch.
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My First Love.
Teen FictionElla Rachel Tate is 16 years old and this is her love story.