High School Romance.

Ariel, an image of a red-headed mermaid poped into your head, didn't it? Well, that's kind of me. A fiery red head and look alike to Molly Quinn. I just started high school (oh joy.) and I'm so not used to it. What happened to small schools? Oh well, but, I can't really complain. And all of my classes are fairly easy, and every single one of them I share with the most random guy, football jersey number 13. That's what I call him, thirteen. And I think I like him... like, LIKE LIKE him... and I'm pretty sure he feels the same way about me...


60. Chapter Eleven, Part Seven.

I trudged down the stairs and into the family room where my parents were sitting.

"Hey guys," I said shakily, "where's, where's Jackson?"

"He went out to practice. Why?" My dad said.

"Oh, I um, I wanted to give you guys some... some news."

"Oh?" My mom inquired.

I half smiled and sat down. I told them that Ryan and I were back together- they were happy about that.

I told them about Brianna, how she staged everything.

"Could you do me a favor?" I asked.

"What, sweetie?" My mom asked.

"Could you tell Jackson? Like, give him candy or something to make him happy then tell him exactly what I told you?"

My parents laughed but agreed. I went back up to my room and finished the homework I had that was due tomorrow.

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