Chapter 17

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As we walked back to the studio, "Um can I ask you something?" He asked. "Sure." I replied. "Can you like come over after this to my house? I want to you to meet my parents." He blushed a little. "Yea sure." I said. "Pick ya up at 8!" He said. That was like so clichè.

[At 7.30pm ,that day]

I didn't know what to wear so I just threw on a blue sweater and a fluffy white dress that I wore for a wedding dinner before. A pink handbag with my stuff that I need.

Mascara, lipgloss, eyeshadow and foundation is what I need to do now. After that, the doorbell rang. "Go get him ,sweetie!" My mother said. "Mom.." I groaned a little.

"Hi, Russell." I said as I opened the door. "May we go?" He asked, in his amazing french accent. I nodded. He held my hand as we walked to the car. "You look beautiful tonight." He smiled and said. I turned bright red. "U-ur thanks." I said ,replying quickly.

We hopped in the car and Russell drove to his house. When the traffic light turned red, he pushed the breaks. "So um. Can I ask you a question?" I asked,awkwardly. "Yea sure." He said nervously. "Can I call you Russie?" I asked with a puppy eyes and hugged him.

"Oh, all right!" He agreed. After some time, "WE ARE THERE!" He finally announced after 30 minutes of traffic. He opened the door with his keys. "Welcome back ,Russell. This must be your girlfriend, Chloe." His mother said. "Yes. Yes, she is." He finally spoke.

"Hello, Mrs Crosswaters." I greeted. "Oh don't call me that. Call me mom." She said. I nodded. "What do we having for dinner tonight?" I asked changing the topic. "Mac n' Cheeze as Russell likes to call it." Mom said. "Heh. Heh! Now let's start cooking!" Russell said.

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