I wake up with a jolt, and my heart is racing. That was such a weird dream, why would I be dreaming about Andy admitting he liked me? Wow, my imagination is getting the better of my subconscious. I walk over to my closet and pull out a pair of black yoga pants and my Old enough to know better, young enough to do it anyway t-shirt. Then I walk over to my vanity and throw my hair up in a pony tail. I grab my phone, portable charger, and backpack that I packed last night, and run out to my car with my daily coffee in my hand.
Ten minutes later, I pull into Andy's driveway and beep my horn.
"Let's go slow-poke!! I got places to be and people to see!!" I yell, as he comes walking out of his front door, at a pace that makes a snail look like a jackrabbit.
"I'll get there when I get there!" He shouts, but he picks up the pace a bit. Once he finally gets into the passenger seat, I pull out of his driveway and onto the freeway.
"You ready for the next twelve hours?" He says, turning to face me.
"No, I despise long car rides. You are going to have to drive some of it," I say, looking over at him.
"If I must," he smirks at me. Oh my goodness, this is going to be a heck of a ride.
~.~
"Andy, wake up. We're stopping off at Chipotle in five," I say, shoving his shoulder.
"Dang girl, a simple 'wakey wakey' would be good. I'd like to not dislocate my shoulder anytime soon."
I just smile and pull off of the highway and into a Chipotle parking lot. I grab the keys from the ignition and my purse, and we head inside. I order a chicken burrito bowl for myself and a chicken burrito for Andrew. We pay, and find a table.
"So, are you excited?" Andy asks, digging into his food.
"More scared than anything. To actually get in I have to pass the audition with flying colors," I say, my stomach doing flips just thinking about it.
"Stop worrying. They'd have to be deaf to not accept you. Even then, they'd still accept you. You have absolutely nothing to worry about."
"Really?"
"Really."
A/N
Hey y'all!!!! I kniw this is super late, but I've been super sick these past few days (and still am) so bear with me. Anyway comment how y'all feel about this? (You didn't really think this was gonna be some cheesy book, did you? )
Love ya to pieces
STAY GORGEOUS ~Ally
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