She Was Always The One

I woke up to the sun shining on my face, I guess I fell asleep on the balcony last night. I had forgotten to call dad yesterday when I arrived, I knew he was gonna be mad so I decited to call him before I did anything else. I grabbed the house phone that was conviently on my night stand and punched in the numbers then waited for him to answer. "Hello?" Dad didn't sound that great, he sounded tired and sick. "Hey, it's me, I got here okay yesterday. I'm sorry for not calling you as soon as I got here" I say apologeticly "Petra? How was the flight? How do you like the Fuentes's? Did you get there okay?" He rushed trying to ask as many questions as possible. "The flight was fine, I got to the house fine, well Mike was two hours late to pick me up, and I've only met Mike and Mrs.Fuentes so yeah.." "We'll I'm glad you're okay, please get a cellphone so you can text me because we won't be able to talk on the phone much" I agreed and we chatted about how nervous I am to be here then my stomach started to rumble. "Hey dad I gotta go get something to eat cause I forgot to eat dinner last night so I'll let you go, and text you as soon as I get my phone" I say right before telling him I love him then hang up.

When I went down stairs to the kitchen there was a little note on the fridge that read "Petra, me and Vincent had to go to work, we will be home around 4-5ish. If you need to go anywhere Mike and Vic are home and are able to drive you. Make yourself feel at home". Gee, I really hope if I ask Vic to drive me he won't be rude like Mike. I grabbed an apple off the counter an a yogurt from the fridge and sat myself down on a tall stool at the island. I ate my breakfast in silence then decited I better go upstairs and get ready to face the day. I was lucky that my room connected to the bathroom so I didn't have to go far to wash my face, put on make up, or do my hair. After washing my face, putting make up on, and straighting my hair I went to my closet to decide on an outfit suitable for today. After skimming my closet a million times and going to the balcony 3 times to check the weather, I settled on a purple crop top tank top and a pair of dark blue almost black shorts. I slipped on my gray vans and grabbed my purse and made my way to the game room which I knew Mike would be there playing his video games.

The door was open and I saw Mike on one side of the couch and another boy on the beanbag that sat on the floor in front on the couch. I knocked on the door frame and waited for one of them to turn their heads from the tv but neither of them did, Mike just moved his eyes for a moment and noticed it was me at the door. He let out a long sigh before asking what I wanted in a rather rude tone, "uh can I get a ride to the nearest cellphone company, or wherever you're connected to?" I ask rather awkwardly since I kinda am afraid of Mike. The other boy pause the game and turned around to look at me, he has shoulder length brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes, a loose fitting navy top with a pair of black skinny jeans, and a beautiful smile. He got up and left the room leaving me awe struck from his beauty, in three minutes tops he returned in a different shirt, it was a blue and black plaid shirt, and keys in his hands.

"Let's go" he said an grabbed my hand, he pulled me all the way down the stairs an out the door to a white Kia soul. I didn't realize how much I liked holding his hand until he let go of mine and made his way to the drivers side. I got into the passenger seat and looked out the window, we started driving to I have no idea where with someone I don't know. It was quiet so I decited to break the silence my introducing myself, "so uh hey, I'm Petra but Mike probably already told you about me" I say and give off a forced smile. He let out a little chuckle "I'm Vic, yeah Mike told me about you, he thinks you're hot, so I have no idea why he's being an ass to you" he replied sounding genuinely friendly, "oh he does? That's weird, and the total opposite of how to get a girl" boy was that confusing. The rest of the ride we talked about school, where the popular places to go are, what cafés were the best and so on. We had finally arrived at the T-mobile store, I wasn't quite sure which phone I wanted but I knew I needed a smart phone. Vic came in the store with me and helped me decide on a phone, I ended up going with a Samsung, the waterproof one, and he picked out a pretty rad case, it was A Stary Night by Van Gough. After getting everything set up and paid for we got back I the car and headed home. I got all the numbers I needed and would get more once school started. But there was one thing I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of, Vic.

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