Wild Summer

Chapter 16

Saturday Morning ;)

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"Ahhhh, what a wonderful morning", I yawn stretching. I ignore the evil attack that the sun ray conducted on my face. Yes yes, no cursing the sun today. Why?
Why you ask. Becauseeee my lovelies , today, I Skii Jamie Sanchez was going on a date. Not just any date. Oh no no no. I was going on a date with the coldest, most non romantic, most emotionless, most stupid, most handsome son of a bitch that I've ever had the honor of laying my eyes upon on. Lucky me! right? Right.

Yup yup yup, and it better be a hella good date too. Little me putting myself out there.
I smile to myself, somewhat proud of myself . Finally, I'm out of bed heading straight for the bathroom. I do my morning routine then head towards my closet.
'Hmmmmmm, what to wear today', I think to myself. Scanning through my clothes, I sigh. Then a big, goofy grin appears on my face. Surprise. Surprise.

Couple minuets later, I have my outfit all put out. I head downstairs for breakfast.
"Heya Pops", I yell. Peeps, let me tell you. Charlie's face was priceless. Today was the first time I've ever called him anything close to Dad. What can I say? I've given things some thought and I decided to start calling him 'Popz' or 'Dad. Yay me.

"Where's my daughter?", he says hesitantly but I could see pride and joy in his brown orbs.
"She's dead", I say flatly.
He laughs at this, then smiles warmly and says, "Why are you so....girly today, you know all chirpy and smiley and
daughter-eh (My Word. Mine) he asks eyeing me skeptically.
I feign hurt.
"Hey I can be girly, I'm so girly. I'm the King of girly ness", I say smiling proudly.
"The fact that you used king and girly in the same sentence tells me otherwise", he comments laughing softly. My Dad was truly beautiful. No funny shit . But when he laughed or smiled it made me feel warm and safe. Almost happy , you know. It felt nice to feel happy. I can't remember the last time I was truly happy. It's sad really. But enough of all that sloppy stuffs.

"I'm going on my first date today", I say softly still proud of myself.
He visibly hardens. What's up with him?
"With. Who?", he says lowly between clenched teeth.
"Uh-....Rome?", I ask. Well obviously it was with Rome. I don't know why it came out as a question rather than a statement. His jaw clenches and unclench and then......... he smiles brightly looking up and placing my breakfast on the kitchen counter. Woah. Bipolar much!

"Oh alright kiddo, have fun and be careful!", he says a little too energetically. 'Maybe he's just overprotective', I think to myself. Very very very overprotective.
"I will try my best Pàdrè. Thanks", I say grinning.
Looking up slowly another spark of joy in his eyes he smiles brightly. This one was a real smile.
Okay now to ask to borrow one of the vehicles.
"Sooooo, I was looking in the garage the other day and saw some pretty cool stuff.....", I trail off.

"Pick anyone you want", he says smiling not looking up. Ouuuu....yaayyyyy!
"Thanks Dad", I smirk. Heheheheh his little father-ey ( I know this is not a word buttt it's MY word so bleh)...anyways his little father-ey ego must be bursting. I called him Pops, Pàdrè and Daddy.
All in a matter of minutes. Ouuu I broke a record. Smiling, I eat my breakfast happily.

Couple hours later.....

I have called my mom and was telling her about my date and stuff. Now I'm in my room.
Ping
*Get ready now~ Unknown*
Rome. Yup definitely him. How did he get my number though. Lila. Yup, definitely her.
Similing I answer, *Aye aye captain*
Saving his name, I wait for his response.
Ping
* I'll pick you up at in an hour.~ Zaddy👅💦
Yes yes I saved him as Zaddddyyyy. Don't judge.
* I have a drive just come over*, I say sneakily.
No answer. How rude.