"Since when do you care what I think?" I questioned Tyler.
This morning I found myself awakened by someone beating on my door. I raced downstairs to open it so that I wouldn't have to listen to the dreaded noise anymore. That my friend, is how I found myself here, in my fuzzy pjs and smeared makeup, arguing with the one and only: Tyler Spencer. Ugh.
"I never said I cared, I just genuinely feel bad" he said.
"Oh please" I said rolling my eyes. "Seriously!" "Why are you here again?" I ask incredulous.
"I want to make it up to you." He said sincerely. Now that surprised me. "And how do you plan on doing that?" I asked in a sarcastic tone.
"May I come in?" He asked, his voice lowered.
"Why, so none of your friends see you? Yeah, I don't think so." I said as he rolled his eyes.
"Ok." He said after a second "Be ready by eight."
"But-" I began to talk but he was already halfway to his car by the time I was able to speak. Stunned, I shut my door and slid against until I reached the floor. Believe it or not, but the slightest of grins had settled upon my face.
Authors note
Sorry not sorry that was just a bit of a teaser for the next chapter 😏-sincerely, Me
