posted by MadisonFontenot
Authors Note- D.R.A.M.A soon!(;
As we pulled into the video store's parking lot Dava adjusted her ID, she also got a job here.
"Harley! Dava!" Mr. Guarnieri, our boss, exclaimed. Before we could even speak she said, "I have to run some arens, your in charge." She had a fake smile pasted on her face, "Have fun!" She skipped away. Me and Dava glanced at each other uneven.
Four hours later, our boss still wasn't back yet but everything was slowing down, so we decided to start restocking things when Dava's stomach growled so loud I could hear it.
"Hungry?" She nodded and held her stomach. I texted Dawson to go get us some subway, and he replied "okay" A few منٹ later he walked through the door. I ran over to him and gave him a huge, "Thanks sweety." I grabbed the bag.
"Welcome." He gave me a kiss, "I can't stay long." I put the bag on the counter.
"Alright," I whispered, "Love you." He kissed me on the lips, "I love آپ too. Bye Dava!" Dava waved shyly and Dawson left.
"Ahh!" Dava scram shaking her phone, "My dad said, if I work hard and make good grades, I can stay for the rest of the year!" I started screaming.
"Oof!" I hi the floor and Dava was on سب, سب سے اوپر of me.
"Ouch," She giggled pushing some hair out of my face. Before I knew what was happening we where making out. The door گھنٹی, بیل ring, meaning someone walked in. I stood up.
"Hey baby! Why did آپ come back?" Dawson walked over to the counter and grabbed his wallet, "This!" I smiled at him, my دل racing. He kissed me then left. I slid down the دیوار and sat criss-cross. For a few سیکنڈ we where quietly sitting on the floor. Dava hasn't even looked at me.
"What the hell just happened?" I finally asked.
"I don't even know," Dava looked up at me. She opened her mouth but someone came threw the door.
"I don't care!" Me and Dava stood up and saw Mr. Guarnieri yelling into his Nokia. He snapped it shut, "Girls! Thank you. آپ are set free!" I look at Dava and she was just as clueless as me.
"It means that, آپ are off shift, until Thursday."
"Oh!" I grabbed my bag and walked out saying bye.
I looked over at Dava. She was looking straight ahead. We where parked outside of her house.
"Bye," She opened the door but I grabbed her hand and she looked at me, her eyes searching. "Can we talk about this? Me and آپ are best friends, Dava." He held onto my hand, She opened her mouth to speak but then closed it. Without saying anything she let go of my hand and jumped out the car, storming inside her house. I grunted. I stoke of lightning struck outside, and a dog barked at a bird in a tree. What just happened? And why?
Tuesday after noon, I walked inside of my house and saw my Dad and Tiffany laughing and cuddling on the couch. I was glad my dad was happy, but I just wish it was Mom not her that made him happy. I put my book-sack on the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ counter and grabbed a red apple. "How was school?" A voice rang. I looked over and saw Dawson.
"Okay?" I کہا biting into the apple, "What are آپ doing here?" I asked annoyed.
"My mom wanted to come over here, and she doesn't trust me ہوم alone."
"At one of her دوستوں house." Dawson looked at me worriedly.
"What?" I spat. He turned around and walked up the stairs. I ran after him, "What?"
He stopped and held up his arms, "It just that," he opened his mouth but closed it, "What did I do to? Why do آپ all of a sudden hate me?" Hate him? Why would he think I hate him?
"What are آپ talking about?" I took a step back almost falling over, "I don't hate you!"
"Well it seems like آپ do! For the past week آپ ignored me! And when I try to have a conversation with you, you.... sound annoyed and like your pissed at the world!" He yelled.
"Whats going on?" My dad کہا behind me. I shook my head in disbelief.
"What ever," I marched to my room and slammed the door.