Ash drove me home so i didn't have to walk home in the rain. I was already soaked through and through, so It wouldn't have mattered to me. But I wasn't going to turn down his offer.

"You know, you are so bipolar sometimes." i joked.
"I'm sorry I was being such a jerk." Ash said, glancing over at me. I smiled at him.

"Don't worry about it." I said. He smiled at me.

"You know I've liked you for a while now?" he said. Since when? When he ignored me? When he made fun of me? When he teased me? When he blew me off? Darn Abbey. She was right.

"You did?"

"Yeah... I kind of had a weird way of showing it didn't I?" he asked, laughing. Yeah.

"You got that right." I said laughing.

"Yeah... sorry about that."

"I guess I knew I had feelings for a while... I just never really admitted it to myself, or anyone else." I explained. Looking over at him.

"sorry about... you know" he gestured to my hand.

"It wasn't your fault." I said. Why would he be sorry?

"Yeah well, I could of done something more to stop him." he wasn't smiling anymore.

"Ash, don't blame yourself. I'm like one hundred percent positive that my wrist was already sprained before you got there." he nodded.

We pulled up to my house.

"Thanks for the ride." I said getting out of his car.

"Anytime." he said. "And I mean that." I nodded and smiled.

He drove off down the road. I sighed and went in the house.

"Where have you been?" dad was home early.

"Oh um... I was thanking the guy that saved me from..." I held up my wrist. "Sorry."

"You don't need to apologize sweetie I was just wondering." Dad said kissing me on the head. "How was school?"

"Same as usual. Boring." he laughed. "I'm going to go do my homework."

"Ok. I'm making chicken for dinner. It should be ready in about an hour." my dad explained as I walked out the kitchen. I called an ok back to him and headed up to my room. Taking out my phone on the way.

I dialed Abbey's phone number and sat on my bed waiting for her to answer. It rang and rang.

Come on Abbey.

"Hello?" finally!

"Hey."

"Oh HEY!" she exclaimed. Of course she's happy to hear from me. Who wouldn't be?

"Hey, um... something happened." I said.

"Oh no. What?!" Are you ok?!" she asked panicked.

"Yes mom." I replied. "I went to Ash's house today."

"Oh my god! How did you find it!?" my god people really are dumb aren't they?

"A Phone book."

"Smart." she said.

"Um not really. But anyway, I tried to apologize to him."

"And?"

"He ignored me just kept asking me how I found his house. So I got pissed and walked away." I explained.

"Well that sucks." she said.

"Yeah. Oh. And then we kissed."

"WHAT!!??!!" Ow. That was loud. Knew that was going to happen. Its Abbey we are talking about here.

"Yeah."

"HOW?! WHAT?! HOW?!" she screamed. I had to literally hold my phone an arms length away from me, and even then it was still loud.

"I was walking away he, ran after me, said your welcome and then kissed me." I explained like it was no big deal. Oh even I knew it was so a bid deal!

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" she screamed. "HOW WAS IT?!"

"AMAZING!" it was my turn to be excited for once. "Abbey it was incredible. And after he said, "you don't know how long I've been waiting to do that."" I mocked him.

"Oh my god!!! I so knew you liked him! And he liked you!!!! I knew all along!! But someone wouldn't listen to me little Ms. Poop head!" she screamed.

"Ok Abbey calm don't just a tad will ya?" I begged.

"Well next time listen to me women."

"Ok. Ok. I will."

"Faith dinners ready!" my dad called up the stairs.

"Comeing!" I called back.

"Hey Abbey, I'll talk to you later dinners ready."

"Ok. But hey, tomorrows Saturday. You want to do something?" she asked.

"Um, yeah. Text me later with the deets."

"Ok. Love ya. Byes."

I hung up the phone, and then headed down stairs. The chicken smelled amazing. I was starving. I hadn't eaten any munch since I was looking for Ash pretty much the whole time.

"Dad that smells amazing." I complimented.

"Thanks honey." He said, setting the food on the table, and sitting down. He held out his hands for me to hold. Ever since mom died my dad has had this thing about god. So now every time we eat something, we say grace. I took hold of his hands.
"Lord we ask you to please bless us and this food. We thank you for everything you have ever given us. We thank you for watching over us. And we thank you for this meal we have today. Amen."

"Amen." I echoed. And then we ate the chicken, which tasted even better than it smelled.


After dinner, I did my homework, and then took a shower.

That night I fell asleep thinking of Ash.