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I sighed as I finished the novel I was reading, it was thrilling but it was a long one. I put the book back on the shelf and looked at the time.
9.30 pm.
Buzz...
Buzz...
I turned around to find my phone that was buzzing. Somebody texted me. Must be Tristan.
Hey...
It's me, Tristan.
Hey...
Tomorrow, can you
Come to my place?
Ok. Send me
Ur address.
No need. I'll pick
U up :)
Do u know
where I live?
Uh... No. ?
??
(Address)
This is my address.
OK! I'll pick u up at 9.
Be ready.
Sure. Goodnight:)
Goodnight Jesse :)
I yawned as I put my phone down. I felt tired so I decided to sleep before I give in to the temptation of reading another book. And as fast as my head touched the pillow, the goddess of sleep took me away.
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My sister looked at me confused when I went down to have breakfast.
"We don't have class today, "
"I know that,"
"Then where are you going all dressed up? "
"I'm going to my classmate's house," Lisa and mom looked at me like I grew two heads. "What? Why are you guys looking at me like that?" I said, annoyed.
"You're going out? " Lisa questioned, raising her eyebrows.
"Yeah," I shrugged.
She narrowed her eyes. "Who are you? What did you do to my brother?" She said, pointing her knife at me.
"Stop being dramatic. My classmate is having trouble with some subjects so I'm just helping him out. " I rolled my eyes before devouring the delicious breakfast in front of me. My mom is the best cook in the world...!
"I'm so glad that you're going out and making some friends." Mom said and kissed my head.
"Hey! I have friends!" I looked at her clearly offended. I'm not that much of an unfriendly guy. Lisa snorted at me. I glared at her before resuming to eat my food.
"Who's this classmate anyway?" She raised her eyebrows.
"His name is Tristan Grey,"
"Tristan.....Umm... I think I heard about him before."
"You might have. He's quite popular," I told her before I heard a horn outside. "That must be him. I'm going then, I'll be back in the evening, bye." I heard a faint 'bye' as a response before I made my way out. Tristan smiled at me through the window of his car. It looks kind of fancy, not too much but I can say that it's an expensive one. I offered him a smile before getting into the car.
"Nice place, " He said as he starts to drive.
"Thanks," I said scratching the back of my neck. His car is really comfy and warm because it's chilly outside from the rain, I just wanted to stay here forever.
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