Dahlia Martinez. A girl with attitude, wit, and an extreme need for academic validation.
Blake Austin. A compassionate guy who has priorities...mostly.
Home troubles and past issues force Dahlia to a new school for her final year of highschool. S...
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I didn't think I could be this upset about missing a party.
I probably wouldn't be upset if it was anyone else.
But it's Blake.
And man I hate to admit it, but I really want to be there.
He's been too good to me these days, and I want to be there for him on his birthday.
It's Thursday night, and I still haven't even asked my mom. I know what the answer will be, but I just want to be sure.
I walk to the living room, where mom has just arrived 5 minutes ago. She's digging through her purse as always, probably looking for a receipt or paper.
"Hello my gorgeous mother, how are we this evening?" I wink. She looks up from her purse, an obvious eyebrow raised.
"What do you want?" She asks. "Funny you mention it! I know you're working extra hours this weekend, but I got invited to a party for Blake's birthday." I start.
Mom sighs, putting her head into her hands. I knew it, I shouldn't have asked.
"Forget it don't even worry, I'll watch the boys. Love you." I sigh.
"Dahls, I'm sorry. I would give anything for you to go, especially since it's Blake. There's just no one to watch your brothers. And we can't pay anyone, especially now." Mom admits.
"I know. It was stupid anyways, hanging here will probably be better." I try to laugh, but it comes out as more of a sigh.
I give mom a kiss on the cheek and head back to my room. Dammit, I'm gonna cry.
Tears are flowing down my face, my body faces the ceiling. It's just a party, but the reason I can't go sucks.
Pulling out my phone, I click on Blake's contact.
Me: Won't be able to make it Saturday, I'm sorry :/
I lay my phone next to me and continue to silently cry. My phone dings, probably a message from Blake. I laugh just thinking about how fast he always replies.
Blake🦋: Call me.
Me: Why?...
Blake🦋: Call me and find out.
God he can be very stubborn sometimes. I click on the button to call him, the little ringing sound starts.
On the second ring, he picks up.
"What happened?" He says.
"If I recall, you're the one who asked to call me." My voice sounds so sniffly.
There's a pause. He doesn't say anything for a couple seconds. "Are you crying?"
Do I sound that bad? "Um, no?" Man that sounded a lot like a question.
