Note (26)
Grace
Jake messaged me today, telling me that he was coming to pick me up. And said that 'No' wasn't an answer. I wasn't going to say no but his order made me frown. Why was he so controlling sometimes? Whatever.
I dressed up for college and when I was tying my shoes, the doorbell rang. Getting up, I walked to the door and opened it. And who else, except for Jake standing there. He flashed me his eight — hundred megawatt smile which lit up his whole face.
“You're early.” I said with an obvious bored tone. Abruptly, he grabbed my chin and brushed a soft kiss on my cheek.
“What? Were you counting minutes for when I'm going to get here?” He asked. I looked at him, up and down. He was wearing a black shirt and blue jeans. He always wore a watch and over-all looked pretty han
