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I Sketched My Mate? WTF? Chapter 19

Amy’s P.O.V.

*After School*

I was up in my room trying to decide what to wear. I wanted to look nice but I couldn’t figure out what to wear. I finally realized what I could wear…a black tank top with a black short sleeve button up shirt and a pair of jeans.

I decided to take another shower and then after the shower, I got dressed and then I combed my hair. I got my shoes on and then I went downstairs.

“You might want to get a jacket, its cold out.” I hear dad say.

I see that he’s on the couch so I head back up and grab the jacket that Matt let me wear. I figured that when he dropped me off, I could give it back to him. I went back downstairs and sat on the couch by dad.

“You promise to be nice?” I ask.

“You really like the guy don’t you?” Dad asks.

“Yes I do.” I say.

“I can’t promise I’ll be nice but I’ll try.” Dad says.

I hear a knock on the front door.

“I’ll get it.” Dad tells me.

Dad gets up and heads to the door. He opens it.

“Can I help you?” Dad asks.

“Is Amy here?” I hear Matt ask.

“Yeah. Who are you?” Dad asks.

“Matt.” I hear Matt say.

“I’m Ivan, Amy’s dad.” Dad says.

I get up off the couch then and walk towards dad.

“Hey Amy.” Matt says.

I smile. “Hey.” I say.

“I want my daughter home by nine thirty. I don’t care that tomorrow is Saturday.” Dad tells him.

“I promise to have her home on time.” Matt says.

“Alright, go on Amy.” Dad says.

I hug dad and then I followed Matt to his car.

“Did you want your jacket back?” I ask.

Matt looks over at me.

“No, you can keep it.” He tells me.

“You sure?” I ask.

“I’m sure but I was hoping to get your cell number in exchange.” Matt tells me.

I chuckle. “Alright, you got a deal.” I say.

“So where are we going?” I then ask.

“For me to know and for you to find out.” Matt tells me.

I roll my eyes. “You can’t give me a hint?” I ask.

“No I can’t.” Matt says.

We arrived at the park.

“What are we doing here?” I ask.

“Just watch.” He tells me.

We got out and Matt heads to the trunk and he opens it.

“You don’t have a dead body in there do you?” I ask.

“No I don’t.” Matt says.

“You’re not going to put me in there, are you?” I ask.

“No I’m not Amy.” He says.

He pulls out a basket and a blanket.

“Are we having a picnic?” I ask.

“Yeah. You okay with that?” Matt asks.

“Sure.” I say.

We went into the park and we found a spot so Matt lays out the blanket and we get on it.

We began eating.

“So are you still mad at your brother?” Matt asks.

I shake my head. “No I forgave him.” I say.

 “That’s good.” Matt says.