How To Turn A Good Girl Bad

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How To Turn A Good Girl Bad:

:Step Twenty-Two: You Take The Good Girl On A Date:

“So what was with the escape act, Houdini?” Blake asked me as we drove away from my house. I could feel myself relaxing the further away from my house we got and the longer that I spent around Blake.

I grimaced. “I’m grounded.” I mumbled under my breath. I knew it was illegible from how Blake’s eyebrows wrinkled together in confusion.

“What?” He asked sparing me a quick glance, before focusing his eyes on the road again.

I groaned out loud. “I’m grounded.” I said louder this time. A surprised look passed across his face.

“Grounded?” He said in disbelief.

I nodded my head, crossing my arms and staring out of the window. “Apparently my mum isn’t a fan of having ice tea thrown over her.” I said sarcastically. Or you. I added silently in my head. I wasn’t about to say it aloud. I knew he already disliked my mother enough.

I could see him stiffening next to me. “She grounded you for that?” He asked angrily.

I nodded my head. At least that had been her excuse. She had only grounded me after I had told her I had a date tonight. I had a feeling that she only said it to stop me going out with Blake. Not that I was about to share that information.

Blake’s jaw clenched slightly.

“She’s a bitch.” He said angrily.

I nodded my head again. “Let’s forget about it.” I told him forcing a smile onto my lips. “I just want to have fun tonight.” I reached over to squeeze his knee, and I could see him relaxing a little under my touch.

He sent me a small smile, and I felt my own smile become more real at the sight of his.

I could feel my chest tightening, being around him felt hazardous to my health. My heart was doing all kinds of crazy things in my chest whenever he was near me.

“So are you finally going to tell me where you’re taking me?” I asked, trying to calm the funny feeling I was getting.

He grinned, shaking his head. Even the small movement had my heart beating faster. A small piece of hair fell over his eyes. Did he always have to look so amazing with everything he did? I swallowed.

“Nice try.” He said with a smirk, looking exactly like the Blake I first met that day in the parking lot. “I’m not telling you anything.” He mimed sealing his lips, and I rolled my eyes at his childish behaviour.

Still I couldn’t get rid of the small smile that had forced its way onto my lips. Being around Blake had that effect on me as well.

It wasn’t long until I figured out where Blake was taking me. Mostly because it was a short journey and partly because of the shining lights beaming off of tall rides were a dead give away. “A funfair?” I turned to Blake dubiously, as he parked the car.

It had been a long time since I had ben to one. I couldn’t remember being to one after finding out about Tommy’s illness. My stomach jolted a little thinking about my little brother. More had changed than I had realised. I hadn’t so much as thought of funfairs in over five years.

Something must have been showing on my face because a worried expression took over Blake’s. “You don’t like it here?” He asked. “We can go somewhere else. There’s a movie theatre close by. You like movies right?” His words were rushed, and he stumbled over a couple of them.

My eyes widened and I could only stare in wonder at him. I had never seen Blake so…flustered before. I felt my crush on him grow impossibly deeper. Slowly a small smile spread over my face as Blake started to buckle in his seat belt.

I placed my hand over his, putting his actions to a halt. “Hey Blake, calm down.” He still wasn’t looking at me, but his cheeks had a faint glow to them. What happened to the over confident, conceited, sort of idiotic, Daniel Blake I had first met?