"Babe, wake up." I heard someone say close to my ear and gently shake my shoulder.
"No." I groaned and kept my eyes shut. I was in a comfortable position and the air conditioning was blowing directly into my face so I definitely wasn't moving from my spot.
"Dallas, I have to stop off for gas so if you want you can use the bathroom or buy snacks really quick while I fill up." Stephen explained as he set the car in park.
"Fine." I groaned and finally opened my eyes. I stretched in my seat and sent Stephen a tiny grin before getting out of the car.
I went inside while Stephen stayed outside to pump gas into the car. The bell chimed as I stepped in and I hurried to the bathroom before anyone else could beat me to it.
I quickly used the bathroom and washed my hands before walking back out. Stephen was still pumping gas so I took the opportunity to grab a few snacks for the road. Along with the snacks I got a red slushy and went up to the counter to pay for the stuff.
"Will you be paying with cash or credit?" the young male cashier asked as he rang up my stuff.
"Credit." I answered and took my card out of my pocket.
The cashier looked shock and cleared his throat. "I wasn't expecting that voice." he said and shook his head in confusion.
"What?" I asked him and handed him my card so I could pay and get the hell out of here.
"I wasn't expecting you to sound like a girl. I thought you were a boy." he shrugged and swiped my card.
I felt my face heat up and my anger begin to boil. My emotions had finally evened out earlier before I fell asleep, but now this situation has me agitated again.
"Are you done? I would like to go now." I snapped and snatched my card from his outstretched hand. "Thanks." I sarcastically said and grabbed my stuff off the counter. I stormed outside and threw myself back into the car, ignoring Stephen's concerned looks.
Stephen decided not to say anything and pulled out of the gas station. Silence washed over us as we got back on the highway. I was looking out the window, but I could still see Stephen occasionally glancing at me from the corner of my eye. I thought back to the gas station and tears slowly rolled down my face. I sobbed and hid my face in my hands.
"I look so ugly!" I whined and sniffed in my hands.
Stephen sighed and I felt the car begin to slow down. We eventually came to a stop and I heard Stephen undo his seat belt.
"No you don't baby." he said and rubbed my back. He grabbed hands and forced me to look at him. "You're still my beautiful girlfriend that I love dearly. This is only a temporary thing for the summer and before you know it your hair will grow back. Either way you're still beautiful and have nothing to worry about."
"Okay." I sniffed and wiped away any tears that were still sitting on my face. "How much longer until we get there?"I asked and put on my seatbelt.
"About another half hour. If you wanna go back to sleep you can and I'll just wake you up when we get there." He said as he started up the car and drove out of the gas station.
"It's fine, I'll just stay up." I said and took out my phone. Stephen nodded and turned up the radio as I started playing games on my phone.
That whole staying up thing didn't quite work out. As soon as Stephen got back on the highway I was knocked out within minutes and drooling against the window. For the second time today I was woken up by Stephen shaking my shoulder.
"Baby, wake up we're here." Stephen said and shut off the car.
I groaned and stretched before opening my eyes. "Holy cow." I said as I looked out the window. We were parked in front of three large buildings where numerous teenage boys were shuffling into with their belongings. In the distance I could see the football field where a handful of guys were already practicing and others were just walking around with their friends and joking around.
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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...