I stopped by my locker to get my lunch money and saw a piece of paper on it.
Dylan left it.
It said:
Will you go out with me?
yes. no
I smiled and quickly circled yes.
I found his locker and stuck it on there.
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~Lunch~
"So, you said yes?" I heard a voice behind me.
Paige.
"Yes I did. What's it to you?"
"I warned you, Isabella. You'll pay for that."
She walked away.
Dylan sat beside me.
"You said yes!"
I laughed at his excited tone.
"Yeah."
"That's great! Umm..so I guess we're a thing now right?"
"Yeah. Definitely."
"And you know Paige will be harassing you a lot more now, right?"
"Dylan, I'm fine. Paige is just jealous."
"Okay. I just don't want you ending up lime some of the teens today. With self harming and stuff. I don't want you doing that. Ever."
"I won't.."
This kid..he was a mini Ashton..
"So tell me about you."
"Me?"
I nodded.
"Well, I live with my mom and siblings. My sister is 17 and my brother is 9."
"Wow. What about your dad?"
"Oh, uhm..my parents are separated.."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's fine. See, I don't have a good relationship with my dad. He-he used to beat us.."
"Oh my God. Dylan, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to bring-"
"It's okay, Bella. You asked. I don't mind."
"Okay."
"So tell me about your family."
My heart sank.
"M-my family?"
He nodded.
I gulped.
"Um..."
"Hey, whatever it is, you can trust me with it."
"Okay. But you can't tell anybody."
"I won't."
"My parents are..gone. They abandoned us when we were little."
"Who is we?"
"My sister and I. We've been through everything together. She's 19 and her and her boyfriend, Ashton take care of me."
"Ashton who?"
"Ashton Irwin."
"No way! Your sister dates Ashton Irwin! I thought he was dead!"
"Uhm, we did too actually. He survived though."
"How did he survive?"
"I don't know. They never told me anything."
"Wow. And I thought I had a rough life."
"Yeah.."
"Anyways, the school dance is this Friday. Do you wanna go?"
"Yeah. I'd love to go. I've never been to a school dance."
"Really?"
I shook my head.
"It's so much fun. You're gonna love it. There's lights and food and dancing. It's awesome!"
"It sounds fun. What time is it?"
"It starts at 5. You want me to come pick you up?"
"What? Why can't my sister drive me?"
He laughed.
"No, I mean do you wanna go with me? That's usually how it is. If you go out with somebody then you go to the dance with them."
"Oh. Then yeah."
"Okay. Where do you live?"
I wrote my address on a piece of paper.
"Great. I'll see you at 4:30?"
"Yeah."
"Cool."
