Acadia Is Gone (MT fan fic)

Chapter One

A/N: Keep in mind that this is based 10 years ago (give or take a year) so everybody doesn't have a cell phone and computer.

Song of the chapter is Say Anything by Marianas Trench <3

P.S. Thank you to all the people who are showing this story support and it's only the first chapter. I love you guys so much <3

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The next morning I rolled out of bed (literally).

I rubbed my head and stood up.

I walked to the bathroom and did most of my morning routine. I didn’t put my contacts in because I had nobody to impress.

I walked to the living room and plopped down on the couch.

I sat there and watched crappy soap operas until I heard a knock on the door.

I ran a hand through my messy hair and opened the door.

I looked up at Josh. “Were you this tall yesterday?”

“Yes, but we were sitting yesterday. I’m about six feet tall now.”

“You’re almost a foot taller than me.”

“You look beautiful.”

I gave him a confused look before remembering that I had my glasses on and I hadn’t brushed my hair. “Why are you here, kid?”

He pulled something out of his pocket. “I want to spend the day with you.” He held out his brand new (paper) driver’s license.

“You sit on the couch and I’ll be back in ten minutes.”

I went to the bathroom first and put my contacts in.

Then, I rushed around my room changing clothes and brushing my hair.

I threw on some make-up and grabbed a pair of black converse.

I took a glance in the mirror. My long brown hair laid perfectly down my back. The make-up around my bright blue eyes made them pop. My plain v-neck looked great with my faded black skinnies.

I sat on the floor and put my tennis shoes on.

Josh appeared in my door way.

“Why are you in my door way?”

“You were taking too long so I came to make sure you were okay.”

“I could’ve been naked.”

“Don’t be overly dramatic, Mick.”

“But you could’ve walked in on my undressed.”

“Your door was open.”

“How do I know you’re not a rapist?”

He laughed at my horrific acting skills.

“Don’t laugh at me!”

“You’re so pathetic.”

“I could very easily stay right here.” I stayed where I was on the floor and refused to move.

“I’m not going to let you.” Josh picked me up bridal style.

I shrieked and held on to him tightly. “Put me down! You know I have trust issues!”

“Say you’ll go with me today.”

“I’ll go with you! Just please put me down.”

He set me back on my feet; and just as my feet touched the ground, I punched him in the chest. “You’re the worst, kid!”