Father, wait! I shout.
What dear, he giggles.
Happy birthday, and thanks for calling Mari to stay with me.
I give him another sincere smile before he goes on his way to the church meeting.
So Mari, what do you want to do on this lovely day! I say emphasizing lovely.
Why don't we go get your father, a gift? She asks me sounding alittle unsure.
We'll what should we get him? I say while blushing.
We'll....Mari says
No, you didn't, I say laughing.
Yes I did, I had to, just don't say anything, she says while Almost bursting into laughter in the middle of the sentence.
So what are we going to name the puppy? I say starting to get serious.
We will name him Kalin, she says again almost unsure.
Ok, fine we will name him Kalin, I told her like a demand.
>>>> LATER THAT DAY<<<<<
So since my father didn't have any plans, I made some and got invited to a party, not just any party! I got invited to Regina George.
(Mean Girls fan! )
We have been friends since we were in the third grade.
Once I arrive, that familiar smell of alcohol, sweat, and vomit, is scattered in the humid air.
I was dressed in a black crop top, and a black pencil skirt, and my shiny black heels.
I walk through the quite small door frame and into the storm of drunk people, I finally make my way into the kitchen and grab of course a red solo cup and fill it with whatever was in the keg.
After about two cups, I was already feeling good, I loved this sensational feeling, it always filled up the hole in my heart, my mother had left ever since that horrible day.
I once again walk through that hurricane of drunkies, and sit on an unoccupied couch, I take out my phone, until I feel the cushion next to me flatten.
I look to my left and see this boy, not just any boy, he was beautiful! He had mesmerizing gray eyes, and had lips that looked as soft as clouds.
If I didn't know any better I would have just kissed him right then in there, but I guess he caught me staring and started to chuckle, gosh his voice was so nice and deep, I got lost in it, and once again I was brought out of the daze by his chuckle.
I looked up at his eyes again, he slowly blinked, and his brown shaggy hair fell into his face.
Gosh he was hot! I didn't know how I was controlling myself right now.
Hi, I'm Issac, Issac Carters, he said with a toothy smile.
Wow..wow...wha..I'm...um..um...I said with stutters.
He laughed this time, and I could have sworn that was one of the most beautiful sounds ever.
I'm Acacia, Acacia Peteres, I tell him blushing like a wild raspberry.
Well, you look nice Acacia, he says this time smiling so that both of his dimples indent in his cheeks.
We'll you look nice too, I say this time showing him my bright teeth.
I'm kind of surprised I didn't scare him off with my smile.
We spend the whole rest of the night laughing and sitting on the couch.
By the time it hit 4am he had offered to take me home.
I didn't really have a ride, and didn't plan one either, as we stood up of the couch, I could feel the affect of the liquor taking over my body.
I lost my balance, but quickly regained it finding myself being held up by Issac, I glance at his arms, they were very muscular, as he tried to put me on my feet, I was looking at how his muscles contracted under his very tan skin.
I glance at his eyes, and another laugh escapes his soft lips.
We walk through that storm of drunk people once again, when we get to his car, that is surprisingly close to the house, considering that the whole street was full of cars because of Regina's party.
His car was very elegant, it was a lovely dark indigo color, and a 2012 Chevy Camaro.END OF CHAPTER 2
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The Pastor's Daughter
Novela JuvenilAcacia is your very average teen, it's only her and her father, they live a simple life because her father is a pastor, but what happens when Acacia finds out her father's biggest darkest secret that can ruin his life?