- what am i • daniel seavey • ✔︎ -

-chapter 30-

[Ellie's POV]

"Guys. I have nothing to wear." I emphasized to the four other girls in the room. Isabella turned from my closet.

"That's for sure. All you have is sweaters."

"But don't you want to wear a sweater?" Emma questioned.

"Yeah." I sighed. "But all of these ones are old and boring.

"Faith do you have any sweaters?" Lottie asked her.

"Nope." She shook her head. Emma suddenly got up and disappeared.

"Wait where is she going?" Isa looked down the hall and stairs.

All of us shrugged, not knowing why she left. A few minutes later, Lynn returned.

"Here." She held out a oversized, tan, chunky knit sweater. It was so cute!

"Oh my gosh it's perfect!!" I giggled and slipped it on.
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Jack arrived at my home wearing black ripped jeans, a jacket, and a white t-shirt. He rang the doorbell, and my step-dad went to the door. I stood in my room, watching from the window.

"Dad's probably scaring him out of the house." I held my head in my hands, letting my dark brown hair flow over my shoulders.

"Probably." Lottie looked up from where she was texting Zach.

"Shut up Charlotte." Isabella slapped her.

"What? It's the truth!"

Emma walked over from her guitar and pulled me into a hug. She was about to say something, when my dad called.

"Ellie!" I eyes looked up in horror. I was not ready for this date.

"She's coming!" Faith called down. The three other girls came over and joined the hug. Eventually I broke free.

"Good luck chunkers." Lottie somehow made a nickname out of my sweater. I rolled my eyes.

"Lottie!" Isabella slapped her, again.

"Say hi to Jacklyn for us!" Emma waved.

"Bye!" Faith called.

I hopped down the stairs and there was my date. My step-dad had left the room already, so it was just me and Jack.

"Hi E." He greeted, with a smile on his face.

"Hi Jacklyn." I giggled.

"Oh come on." He grabbed my hand and we headed out the door.

"Where are we going?" I asked as we got into his car.

"I'm not sure if I should tell you." He started the engine.

"Why?"

"Simple! You called me Jacklyn." He turned to me.

"But Corbs calls you Jacklyn and you tell him things." I reasoned.

"Fine." His small frown turned into a grin and he told me. "We're going to the ice skating rink!"