Chapter 17: Breakdown

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KALISIA “Everyone please turn in your quizzes as you leave.” I waited a bit and let everyone clear out of the classroom. I wanted to ask dad now about the date so that I could text Devon with an answer. After most everyone had cleared out, I got up, and waited behind Amber turning her paper into dad. “Thanks Amber.” Dad said to her. She winked back, making him seem really uncomfortable, then she took her leave out of the classroom. Wait? Did she have a thing for my DAD? Ew! I handed the paper to dad, and he just nodded at me; he turned his back to the board and started erasing what he had written. “Hey dad?” “Yeah, Kali?” I winced. No one's called me anything except Kalisia my whole life. He's made a nickname for me already? But I think I liked it more. “Devon asked me out tonight on a date.” He flinched and stopped erasing for a moment. I thought he would turn around to scold me, but after a minute, he continued. “To this new pizza place opening up. Would it be okay if I go? He's going to pick me up after school and bring me home.” He finally turned around and took a deep breath. He leaned over to place the eraser onto his desk, but never looked up at me. He seemed confused and didn't know what to say. “Yeah, that'll be okay. It's still a school night; so don't be too late.” I leaned down at him, bent over his desk pretending to clean and organize it, and I gave him a kiss on the cheek. He never looked up at me even then. “Okay, dad. Thank you thank you thank you!!” I was so excited, I didn't care or even pay attention to the pain he had in his eyes as I ran out of the room. DEVON I don't know why I am so interested in this girl. There's just something about her. She's so innocent, new, fresh, naive, and it helps that she knows nothing about me. All of the other girls here know my family own half this town and pine over me, which is annoying. This girl doesn't seem to be like them. I think she could end up genuinely liking me for me. At first, it was just a bet with Jason to see if I could get the new girl to date me, but now, I think I might actually give this dating thing a go. Hitting and quitting girls is starting to get boring to me. I think I want to see this through and see what could happen. Why not? Ten more minutes standing here though, and I'm leaving here. Devon Lochlan waits for no one, and she knew to be here at 3 at the front of the school to meet me. She should have been here by now. Maybe her dad said no or is just keeping her busy? This is so embarrassing. I'm not good with being embarrassed. I look around at everyone piling into their cars and driving off. A couple tried to look at me, but I jumped at them so they wouldn't notice my embarrassment scaring them off. This is ridiculous. I'm leaving. “Hey!” I turned around as I had started walking towards my car. I wanted to snap at her for being late, but I just looked at her. Why did she have to be so beautiful? Standing there with her red, shiny hair flowing in the cool breeze, her luscious big lips, and her creamy pale skin. She was everything I would want in a girl... beautiful and controllable. “I'm sorry I'm late; I had to talk to dad...” “It's completely fine.” “Hey, I have decided something.” She said seriously, but seemed nervous. “What's that?” “I would like you to call me Kali. I think I would like that better.” She stated. I thought about it for a moment, Kali, it sounded even more beautiful. “I will call you Kali then, and I like it.” She took a deep breath. “Oh good, I was worried it sounded ridiculous.” “Never.” I flirted back. I loved how nervous I made her; it really turned me on. I needed to control myself when I'm around her. I don't want to scare her off just yet. “You ready to go beautiful?” “Definitely!” KALISIA We pulled up at the restaurant which was way less fancy then I was expecting seeing the type of car we were in. Before getting in, I looked over on the side and saw the name BUGATTI written in all caps. This car looked like it was from the future, and I was scared to death to get in it. The color was a bright aqua blue; though, my favorite color and just so happens to be Devon's eye color. After much hesitation, Devon assured me he had never been in a crash and was a safe driver. But it was hard to believe him when he couldn't keep it under 80 mph regardless of the speed limit. I was holding on for dear life while we sped to the restaurant. He was laughing and whelping, but I couldn't. I was still struggling with the crash I was in with mother. I couldn't enjoy myself, and I felt like he was being very inconsiderate after knowing how my mother had died. I was surprised as well since his parents died that way, too. I started having an anxiety attack, so I had to scream for him to slow down. Let's just say, the ride did not go well, so pulling up to the restaurant in silence was very awkward. “And here we are!” Devon said ecstatically. I almost wanted to ask him to take me home. He looked over at me with tears in my eyes. “Oh no, what's wrong? I'm so sorry.” “I just have a hard time in cars, since my mother died.” I said in-between gasps and tears.
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