Much like the night I met his friends, Jason and I sat in the driveway for a few minutes until I collected myself enough to go inside.
"You alright, babe?" Jason asked from the driver seat.
No. I thought.
"Trying to be." I answered and chewed on my lip.
"Babe, stop chewing on your lip." Jason said and placed his hand on my knee. "Keep chewing it like that and there won't be anything left for me to pull on." He winked.
"Such a pig." I chuckled with a roll of my eyes and shoved him away.
"You love it." he shrugged. "Come on, Dallas." Jason shut off the truck and hopped out. "Everything will be fine, I promise. If I knew mom wasn't gonna like you I'd never agree to bring you here."
"You sure?" I asked him.
I nodded and took a deep breath before getting out the truck. Jason and I met at the front of the truck and he grabbed my hand so he could lead me up to the door. He sent me one last reassuring smile before unlocking door and stepping inside the house with me trailing behind.
"Mom!" Jason called out as he shut back the door. "I'm home!"
I heard footsteps coming closer as we walked through the foyer and into the family room. "Why do you insist on yelling like a caveman?" Someone huffed.
A tall middle aged woman stepped into view and her slight glare changed into a grin. Her golden blond hair was tied into a ponytail and her brown eyes held nothing but happiness in them.
"Well, who is this lovely lady?" She beamed as she wiped her hands off on the towel she had resting on her shoulder.
"Mom this is Dallas. Dallas, this is my mom, Janice." Jason introduced us.
"It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Perry." I said and stuck out my hand for her to shake.
"Nice to meet you too, Dallas. I've heard nothing but good things about you from Jason here. I just hope you won't be as insufferable as his last girlfriend." She smiled a mega-watt smile that could rival Jason's.
"Mom," Jason groaned as I stifled a chuckle.
"Well I hope not ma'am."
"Gosh you're so pretty. Are you a cheerleader by chance? Jason has a thing for cheerleaders," she started rambling and I raised an eyebrow in his direction which caused him to awkwardly clear his throat. "He must've gotten that from his father. His father was a football player as well and I was a cheerleader through high school and college."
"Mom!" Jason cut in. "No one wants to hear about that. Dallas offered to come help you prepare food for tomorrow."
"How wonderful!" She exclaimed and clapped her hands in glee. "It's so nice to have a girl in the house!" She said as she looped her arm through mine and led me through the family room and into the kitchen.
"Girls I swear." I heard Jason mumble behind me as the doorbell rang.
Over the course of the next two hours I bonded with Jason's mom and it actually wasn't too bad. Despite her age she was still a teenager at heart and successfully made me laugh countless of times. Meeting Stephens mom wasn't like this, it was awkward and nauseating.
"Thank you for all your help, Dallas." Janice thanked me as she put the seasoned turkey inside the fridge.
"It was no problem. I'm so used to helping my mom it was nothing." I shrugged.
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She's One of the BoysTeen Fiction
Dallas Keller is the stereotypical ideal high school girl you see in the movies; tall, blond, pretty, cheerleader, popular and has a football boyfriend. All Dallas wants to do is enjoy her summer before she starts her senior year in high school, but...