Chapter 8

• I rolled my eyes at him. This boy was making me roll my eyes a lot lately. "Come on, let's go inside the classroom." As I turned around, I notice that a few of the students around us were looking at us. A few of them had stopped what they were doing, their mouths hanging open. We definitely put on a show for them.
• At that moment, the bell for class rang. The students on the corridor started to move inside their classroom. I continued to walk inside my classroom. Tyler following behind me.
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• In English class, Tyler sat beside me, which he complained about. He didn't like the idea of sitting at the front of the class. He wanted for me to sit at the back with him, but in the end, I won and he sat at the front. I felt satisfied by his discomfort. However, he was a good sport, because we kept up our fake dating for the entire class.
• At the end of the school day, I was walking down the hall to my locker, when someone stopped in front of me and blocked my way. I looked up to see Logan.
• "I don't understand you. You are really dating him?" He asked, a disgusted look on his face.
• I crossed my hands over my chest. "Yes I am and you don't get a say in who I date, Logan."
• "Tyler is a guy who moves from girl to girl, Emily. He is going to eventually leave you and move on to a next girl." He commented. "I know you're smarter than that."
• "Just like how you left me for another girl?" I shot back.
• He clamped his mouth shut and they form in a thin line. He clearly have nothing to say and I was so done with this. I was done with him.
• "I thought so." I uncross my arms and gave him a long, hard look. "Tyler and I are a couple now. So you better leave me alone and you best get used to it." I turned away from him then and walked away.
• "I'll be over in two hours." I said to Tyler, when I got out of his car. He nodded his head, before turning the car in the direction of his house to park.
• When I got into my house, I went up to my room and did my homework. One hour later, I took a shower and now I was trying to figure out what to wear. I didn't know what kind of person Tyler's mom was and frankly, I didn't want to screw it up for him.
• After ten minutes more of indecision, I finally settled on a simple dress. It was a mere casual dress that was lime green, patterned with a few flowers. I didn't do anything to my hair. I let it hung loose in its natural curl. I slip on a black slipper and went downstairs.
• While I was getting ready, Sarah had came home and now she was in the kitchen getting dinner started. "Hey Sarah."
• She looked around at my voice. "Oh hey, want to help me with dinner?" She asked hopefully.
• I looked at her, regretfully. It was actually the first time she was asking me this and I felt bad that I couldn't. "I'm sorry. I can't. I'm actually going over next door to have dinner with the Kings. Mrs. King asked me over." I said. I hope she saw how sorry I was and that I'm not trying to get out of doing this with her. "We can do it a next time." I added hopefully.
• "Sure, of course." She said. She then walked over to the counter and took up one of the two chocolate cakes that was there. It was covered with chocolate icing and it looks lovely. She placed the cake in a white cake box. "Since you are going over to Mrs. King, I think it would be nice if you brought one of these. She would be grateful." She held up the cake to me.
• I took the cake from her, astound by her kindness. "Okay, thanks." I held the cake in booth hands and looked at her. I was glad that we were communicating more now. "I'm going now. Please tell Dad that I'm next door having dinner."
• "Okay, bye." She said. I waved at her and turned to leave. "Have a great time." She added. I nodded and continued to walk to the front door.
• When I was in my front yard, I stopped to take a deep breath. Okay, Emily. You can do this. I thought, giving myself a pep talk. How hard can it be anyway? Hopefully, she is nice and I can make it through the evening. And hopefully, she won't embarrass me.
• Heaving a deep sigh, I pulled myself together and head for Tyler's house. When I was at the door, I balanced the cake in my right hand and use my left hand to ring the doorbell. When the sound went off, I stood and waited, shifting from one foot to the next in nervous anticipation.
• Finally, the door opened revealing a woman. I've always seen her a few times from my house, but it was the first time I'm seeing her up close. She had green eyes like Tyler's. However, her hair was blonde, while Tyler had brown hair.
• She wore a bright smile on her face as she looked at me. "Hello! You must be Emily."
• I smiled hesitantly at her, not sure how to react. "Yes I am."
• Mrs. King pushed the door open wider and stepped aside. "Oh, please come in. I'm so happy to meet you."
• I stepped inside the house, relaxing completely. She seemed like a nice lady. I returned her smile. "I'm so happy to meet you too, Mrs. King." I said sincerely.
• She fanned her hand. "Oh please, call me Rachel. Mrs. King is too formal and it make me feel old." She laughed lightheartedly.