Chapter 7

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{ Emily's point of view }

I got up out of bed and took a shower.

I put on a white sleeveless shirt that had a pink heart on it. I put on my pink cut off shorts and my black pair of vans.

I left my hair down.

I grabbed my purse and phone and ran downstairs.

"Hey Em." My mom said.

"Hey mom." I replied as I got something to drink.

"Do you remember your Aunt Catherine?" Mom asked.

"Um...she's my Aunt with the red hair right?" I answered.

"Yes, she's tall and she's got red hair and brown eyes." Mom answered.

"And what about her?" I said.

"Well, she's opened a Café in Indianapolis. And she has some employees, but I told her that you've been looking for a job and she said that you could work there." My mom told me.

"Oh, yeah I would love to work with her. What's the Café called?" I asked.

"Um..she said it's called Catherine's Café." My mom said.

"Okay I'll stop by today. I'll text her and ask for the directions." I told.

"Okay sweetie, I'll be at work today, I have an important customer coming in so I'll be working late tonight." My mom said.

"Okay I'll just be around." I said while putting my cup in the sink.

My mom hugged me and then left for work.

I grabbed my purse and phone and ran out to my car and drove to Taylor's house.

Once I arrived I saw his car parked in the drive way.

I got out of my car and walked up to the door.

I rang the doorbell.

His mom answered.

"Oh hey Emily!" Mrs. Caniff said.

"Hey Mrs. Caniff." I said kindly.

"Oh no just call me Brenda." She said.

"Ok Brenda." I said with a smile.

She smiled back.

"Oh come in darling, Taylor is upstairs." Brenda told.

"Ok thanks." I replied.

I walked upstairs to his room.

I took a deep breathe and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Taylor yelled.

I walked.

"Emily!" Matt shouted.

I laughed.

"Hey guys." I said.

"Hey. How's your grandpa?" Taylor asked.

"Oh...um..he's better and the surgery went good and he's out of the hospital now." I lied.

My grandpa never had surgery.

"Good." Taylor answered.

I nodded.

How in the world am I going to tell him that I like him. This is harder than I thought.

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