Kayla Summers, she is weird. She likes to wear knee-high tall socks over her jeans. She loves unicorns but also loves black. She is the most unpopular kid in school at least until Blake Baker happens.
Blake Baker, he is the most popular and hottest...
I'm sitting on my bed watching Netflix on my laptop when my phone beeps on my dresser. I grab my phone and open the text.
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It's only five o'clock now so I have about an hour and a half until I need to get ready. I press play on the show that is on my laptop screen and get lost in TV-land. At 6:30 I get up from my bed and go to the bathroom. I run a brush through my hair and brush my teeth. I go to my closet, grab a cream sweater, black skirt, black scarf with white hearts on it, and black combat boots.
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I grab my phone before going downstairs. The doorbell rings just as I step off of the last step. He has impeccable timing. I go and open the door.
"Hey, Kay." Blake says. He was wearing black dress pants, black dress shoes, and a dark purple button up shirt.
"Hey." I say and close the door behind me as I step out of the house. He grabs my hand and we walk towards his car. He opens the door for me and I get in.
"Will you tell me where we are going?" I ask him when he gets into the car.
"Nope." He says popping the 'p'.
"Ugh! You suck." I groan crossing my arms and slumping down in my seat.
"I know." He says chuckling. We drive for about ten minutes before we reach a house. It's small but cute. There is a pathway leading up to the front door and it looks like it's two stories high. It's grey and has a black roof. Blake walks around to my side of the car and opens the door for me. I get out and grab his hand.
"You're meeting my parents." He says as we walk to the front door. I nod and he opens the door. "Mom! Dad! I'm back!" He shouts letting me walk inside in front of him. Soon a woman that looks to be in her forty's comes in the room followed by a man that looks around her age. They both have brown hair similar to Blake's. The woman, who I'm guessing is Mrs. Baker, has blue eyes like Blake's while the man, who looks to be Mr. Baker, has brown eyes.
"Hey, sweetie." Mrs. Baker says to Blake and then looks at me. "You must be Kayla. I'm Blake's mom but you can call me Laura."
"Hi." I say with a small wave.
"You can call me Greg." Mr. Baker say.
"Hi." I mumble.
"Come on. Let's go to the family room." Laura says. We all follow her to a small room with two couches and a love seat. Blake and I sit on the love seat. Our intertwined fingers rest on my knee.
"Kay, if it's gets overwhelming just tell me and we'll leave." Blake whispers in my ear.
"I'll be fine." I assure him.
"Ok. I just don't want them to scare you off." He mumbles looking at the ground.
"That's not going to happen." I promise him. It's true. I don't plan on going anywhere any time soon.
"So, how did you two meet?" Laura asks. She is sat on the couch opposite us beside Greg.
"Umm. My dad is the football coach at our school and he made me stay for practice one day and the guys were making fun of me so I punched one of them and he said something so I punched him too." I say thinking back to the first time we met. Yes, I had seen him in the hallway but I had never actually spoken to him.
"So basically she punched me in the first minute of us meeting." Blake says causing Greg to laugh. I nod in agreement, smiling. _________________________________________________________________________________ Hey! Ugh! It sucks, it's short and it took forever for he to post! It's NOT edited so I'm sorry for any mistakes. But did you like it anyway? Yes? No? Maybe so?
