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"No" I said looking down at my shoes. "Then why?" He asked. I looked up at him. My eyes started to water, and so did his.
"I thought...I knew you were going to leave me anyways" I said as a tear fell from my face onto my shirt. "Everyone always does".


31. Plans have been made

After six flags I went home and sat on my bed, exhausted. I had seven messages. I clicked on one and listened to it. 
"Hey beautiful, my parents want to meet you...I hope it's not all to much too fast. Call me when you get the chance".

Woah?! What if they don't like me. I took a breath. Next message.
"Hey, it's Shyanne. We should hang out. We could be really good friends. Okay call me".
I rolled my eyes and delete it.

The next four were not important. Just stupid things. I checked my last one.
"Ummm, hi Angelina. It's Caleb Carter, uh I guess your father. I would just like to talk to you. Your mother too".
He doesn't know mom is dead? He doesn't know a thing about me. I sighed knowing that I was going to have to tell him.
I called him back.

"Yeah...I'm sorry but may I ask, how did you get my number?".
"Well that young man Lucas is it?" he said.
"Luke" I corrected.
I was going to have a serious talk with Luke. 
"Can we talk, in person?" He asked.
"With your mother too please, at the coffee shop in Los Angeles called Harton's hot coffee".
I nodded "yeah sure...when?".
"Ummm Saturday...were leaving to Los Angeles today".
We? What did he mean we? I didn't want to ask though. "Okay bye".
I hung up and called Luke.
"Oh hi babe" he said.
"Luke we need to talk" I said.
"Okay, tomorrow dinner plans with my parents then". 
"Luke that's not what I mean..".
"Comon, they are dying to meet you".
"Fine" I replied.
"I'll pick you up at six?".
I nodded "okay".

"Bye beautiful".
"Bye" I said then hung up.

I fell on my bed and fell asleep.

-the next morning-

I grabbed my phone. I got a text from Liam. It said: "hey, wanna hang out today? We could go to six flags".

I replied: "can't busy. Plus, I already went yesterday."

He replied: "bummer, maybe tomorrow?".

Me: "can't either, talking to my dad".
Him: "I guess we will plan it out later".
Me: "okay, talk to you later".
He didn't reply. 
I got dressed and got up and called Delia.

"Hey, let's meet at the mall".
"Okay see you there".

I drove to the mall and saw her sitting there drinking a soda.
"Hey, so what's up? She asked.
"I'm meeting Luke's parents today...I need the perfect dress".
She nodded. "Don't worry. We got this".
I nodded. Hopefully his parents won't hate me. And hopefully tomorrow my dad won't hate me.

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