I wake up to the sun streaming down onto my bed and what seems to be the sweet smell of blueberry pancakes. I lazily sit up and rub my eyes. Is my mom actually making breakfast this morning? I wonder. I walk down the hallway and into the kitchen and sure enough, my mom is standing behind the kitchen counter, wearing her scrubs, with the pancake griddle.
"Morning sweetheart," she says, beaming at me.
"Morning" I say and sit on one of the stools at the counter.
"I have to be at the hospital any minute but I decided to make you some breakfast before I go," she says.
"Oh, thanks mom," I say and get myself a plate out of the cupboard.
"Thankfully I'm allowed to take off Christmas Eve and Christmas Day so we can plan something special on those days," she says excitedly.
"Ok," I say as she shovels three pancakes onto my plate.
"Maple syrup?" She asks me.
I nod and she drizzles it on top of them and adds a little powdered sugar. As I start to cut them, my mom grabs her jacket out of the front hallway closet and her purse.
"See you tonight honey," she calls. "I hope you have fun with friends today!"
"Thanks for the breakfast mom. See you later!" I say before she shuts the door behind her.
After I finish eating my pancakes, I retrieve my phone from my room and immediately text Daniel.
I'm free all day if you wanna hang out again.
As I'm brushing my teeth, I hear my phone vibrate in the other room. I walk over to my bed and read the text.
I'll be right over. :)
My heart does a little leap when I read it and I hurriedly finish brushing my teeth and hair and then get dressed. Just as I'm putting on my mascara, I hear the doorbell ring. I feel like stampeding to the door but instead I walk at a normal pace and casually answer the door.
"Hi," Daniel says, giving me a half smile. He's wearing his black beanie today and a red hooded jacket with his earbuds hanging around his neck.
"Hey," I respond shyly.
Once he steps inside and I close the door behind me, my heart starts to pound. My mom won't be home for hours and I haven't exactly planned what we're gonna do.
"Um, do you want something to eat," I ask him. That was a lame question.
"No thanks," he says, still smiling at me.
We both awkwardly stand there for a moment before he says, "Wanna give me a tour of your house?"
"Oh, sure," I shrug and lead him down the hall. My house doesn't have a basement or anything so there isn't much to show. It's also only one story so the tour doesn't last very long.
"And this is my room," I say, opening the door. We both step inside and Daniel nods.
"I like it," he says, "it's exactly the opposite of mine when it comes to cleanliness."
I laugh and go to sit down on the edge of my bed.
"I was thinking that maybe we could both go to the skate park. You know, just walk around that area. Maybe get an ice cream?" Daniel suggests.
I look up at him and smile. "That sounds great, lets go!" I agree.
We leave the house and get into Daniel's car and he turns on the ignition. As we drive along the streets I turn the music up extra loud, blasting ASAP Rocky for all to be heard. A few minutes later, we arrive at the boardwalk which is right next to the skatepark as well as a long row of outdoor shops overlooking the beach. I'm thankful that I'm wearing my denim shorts and a light T-shirt because today is scorching hot. Not that I mind it because its the perfect day to get something ice cold to drink. Daniel takes his keys out of the car and starts to walk along the boardwalk. He then stops to turn around and wait for me. I then notice that he has his hand outstretched and I give him a playful look.
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Deadly AttractionTeen Fiction
17 year old Nora O'Donnell isn't your typical teenager. Ever since her parent's brutal divorce when she was thirteen, Nora's life has never been the same. She feels completely traumatized and isolated, living with a mother who is never home becaus...