I'm in history right now trying to think of why Abraham Lincoln didn't have anyone guarding him and his wife when he got shot. I mean he was the president of the United States he could have at least had a little protection.
History was over and I was walking out heading over to the band room to get my guitar. I then walked in the front of the school and was surprised to see my dad waiting there for me in the car. I walked to the car and the guitar in the back and got in the car. I saw Justin staring at me and smiled at him and waved. He waved back and smiled I turned back around.
"Hey dad"
"Hey Lizzy who was that you were waving at?" My dad questioned.
"Oh that just Justin McCann why?"
"I want you to stay away from him I heard about him and he is nothing but trouble"
"But he the sweetest to me and caring"
"I want you to stay away from him end of discussion"
"Whatever dad" I wasn't going to listen to him Justin doesn't deserve to be judged by anyone. Suddenly my phone vibrated and guess what it was Justin.
'Hey Liz wanted to know if you wanted to hang out today?' I quickly responded.
'Yeah sure what time?'
'I'll pick you up at 4:30'
'okay see you then :)'
'bye can't wait ;)'
"Hey dad I'm going out today"
"With who?" he asked.
"with a friend"
"Who is this friend exactly?" He asked
"Justin"
"I told you to stay away from him" He said while looking me straight the eye.
"Look you can't tell me who and who not to hang out with okay you might be my dad but you haven't been my dad for a year you beat me and yelled at me for doing absolutely nothing and blamed me for mom's death and you knew how much those words hurt so you don'thave the right to come back into my life and suddenly control it because you can't and I won't let you!" I yelled back at him. He was really starting to piss me off I mean how can he think he has the right to tell me who and can't I hang out with if he thinks he does then he is way wrong. After that he just looked at me with a guilty and hurt expression but I couldn't care less. I ran up to my room and changed into my high waist shorts with a black crop top. I but on my red converse and sat on my bed browsing through Instagram, Twitter and YouTube. I texted Justin my address and got back to looking at twitter. I heard the doorbell ring and ran down stairs and saw my dad opening the door and there stood Justin he wore black skinny jeans that saged and a plain black shirt with a jean vest over it and my god did he look hot.
"Hi sir I am here to pick up Liz" He asked politely.
"Sorry but she's not going anywhere with you" He answered rudely.
'Hold up' I mouthed to Justin. He nodded back.
'Meet me on the bottom of my window I'll sneak out' I texted him
'Okay (;'
"You're not going anywhere with him" My dad told me. I ran up stairs and out looked out the window and saw Justin. I climbed down and jumped down and faced Justin.
"Lets Go!" I said as he chuckled. We walked to the car and I realized he had a black camaro and may I say it is amazing.
"Wow nice car" I said with wide eyes.
