I Think I Love You... - Danielle (best ebook reader under 100 TXT) 📗

CHAPTER 1

“Please give a big round of applause for the graduating class of 2011!” our principal yells in an I-feel-so-accomplished attitude.

As the whole senior class throws their mortarboards (graduating hats) in the air, screams fill the auditorium like a movie theatre with incredible sound systems.

Everyone starts scrambling to go run to their mother and father like little kids, to show off their diploma. I ran as fast as I could actually; so probably the biggest baby out of everyone…

“Mom! Dad! I did it! I graduated high school, and I am so ready for college!” I said, so conceited.

“That is great honey, we are so blessed and happy for all your achievements and many more to come.” My mom says getting ready for her annual speeches again.

“I knew you could do it kiddo! Never doubted ya’.” Says my dad, while he pats me on the back to show he was manly, but knowing he wanted to cry of joy.

“Hold on guys, I will be right back. I just want to go congratulate Nathan.”

“Ok, hurry back!” said my parents in harmony.


Nathan Wilmore was my absolute, positively, extreme, best friend in the whole wide world. We knew each other since sixth grade when we had the same homeroom class. I don’t know why, but I have always trusted guy friends more than girl friends. Girls promise they would not tell anyone whom you like, but then the whole school knows, and she eventually tries to steal him away from you. But guys are totally different. They won’t tell their guy friends who you like they actually do not care at all.

“OMG NATHAN! WE DID IT BRO!” I said ignoring all the other people around us.

“YEAH WE DID!” He said, with as much enthusiasm as I.
I ran to him and gave him a friendly hug and then I felt myself being lifted off the ground and twirled around like a little child. That is what he does when he is extremely happy. I guess he was extremely happy…
He put me down and I punched him in the arm, and he faked pain.

“So we have to hang out before summer ends. I can’t believe your going to UC. You won’t feel the seasons of fall, winter and spring. Just summer all year round.”

“California is not always hot, it gets pretty chilly sometimes. So, why are you going to NYU?!” I say in a comeback.

“You know I’ve always wanted to become a director.”

“You are a dumb ass, why would you want to be a director.” I say nonchalantly.

“Because then I can make shows and movies that you will love. And I am not a dumb ass, I might be an ass, but not a dumb one.” He said pretending to be upset.

“Whatever.” I say laughing in between the word

“ Okay I have to go but call me later.” He says meeting up with his parents.

I remember about my parents and hurry back.


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CHAPTER 2

After the graduation I go out to my favorite restaurant; Olive Garden, with my parents. We each made a toast with our drinks. Mom has white wine, Dad has red wine, and I have punch spiked with a little wine from my mom that she offered. Even though I was going to college, I was still too young to drink!
After a wonderful salad and tons of garlic breadsticks digesting in my stomach, we are finally home. I run upstairs to my bedroom, like a jungle monkey. My room is painted lily purple, with purple fuzzy carpeting, and maximum numbers of posters of Taylor Lautner. Come on…he’s HOT! I took off my floral dress and four inch high-heel shows. Leaving only my underclothes to take off and take a nice hot shower.

When I get out the shower wrapped in my towel, my phone starts ringing. I run to see who it is.

Nathan.

When I press the green phone picture to answer, his deep, muscular tone says hey.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Noting just wanted to ask you if you wanted to go to the movies with me and my new buddy tomorrow?” He said buddy nervously.

“Sure…awesome! What time?” I said a little puzzled.

“Umm…how about seven in the evening. It’s more fun to go out in the night.”

“Okay, see you there!” I said still puzzled, but happy at the same time.

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As I finished dressing in my baby blue with white polka dot shorts and matching baby blue strapless pajama shirt, I just lay in bed thinking. Since when has Nathan had a buddy other than me? I was his buddy!? I wasn’t jealous or anything, just surprised. Nathan never had another friend, just close acquaintances I guess.

I let it not bother me, rolled over on my side, and went to sleep.


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CHAPTER 3


The next day I spend the time until the movies doing absolutely nothing. I just wanted to go out and have fun with the most awesome person I knew, and his ‘buddy’. I think that’s when I started going crazy. I paced back and forth, turned the television on and then turned the television off. I even went upstairs and tried on different outfits that I could wear in case this ‘buddy’ of Nathan’s was cute.

It is six-forty and I am waiting for Nathan to pick me up with his ‘buddy’. I would of drove myself to the movies with my car, but Nathan insisted. I decided to go with a flirty look, but not a desperate look. So I wore my rose red and white floral- strapless shirt, my dark skinny jeans, and some black flats. My hair was in a side-curled ponytail, with my side swept bang. I also added a sweet and light makeup to my face; dark black mascara, a light-brownish eye shadow, and glossy red lip gloss.

Finally at six-fifty-five, I heard the doorbell ring. When I opened the door I saw a six-foot-four, wavy brunette hair, a rusty, sexy, unshaved face, and a shirt that hugged so tightly I saw a six pack. I couldn’t believe who I was looking at so I had to take a double take once again. When I realized it was Nathan my mouth opened so wide about a hundred bees could fly in there to make their honey. Nathan! My Nathan! He was hot, smoking hot! I guess that’s what happens when you get out of school you feel free and can wear whatever you want. But, I have never seen him like this before.

Nathan laughed at my reaction. “Hi, to you too.”

I knocked myself out of my daze. “Umm…hey. You look great!”

“Don’t be all lovey-dovey now let’s get to the car. I don’t want to miss the movie.”

I walked slowly still trying to regain my eyesight back. Wow was all I could think.

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I had finally made my way to the car and into the backseat because Nathan’s ‘buddy’ took the passenger seat. When I closed the door behind me, a guy in the passenger seat turns behind and looks at me.

“Hi I’m Brenton Roberts.” He said with his hand out waiting for me to shake it.

“Hello I’m Victoria Smith” I said with a grudge trying to smile, and grasp his hand to shake.

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CHAPTER 4

I’m sitting in the middle of Nathan and Brenton since it was a scary movie. Plus I couldn’t stand Brenton getting all the attention when he just ruined everything by coming into Nathan and I lives.

The movie was actually pretty scary and I flinched every moment they made those random effects to make you think something was going to jump out of a closet or something, but nothing really happens. Brenton thought it was the funniest thing he saw every time I jumped. But, Nathan saw how scared I got and pulled me under his arms. I felt protected, warm, and tingly? Why did I feel tingly?

After the movie I yelled at Brenton that I was really scared and he shouldn’t have laughed at me. I got my flirty outfit for nothing. Brenton was about six-feet, with dirty-blonde shoulder length hair, freckled face, dark blue eyes, and super squishy. Big time U- G- L- Y.

When Nathan dropped me off at my doorstep I couldn’t stop staring into his hazel brown eyes.

“Thanks for tonight, I had a lot of fun.” I said dreamily.

“Your welcome, anytime.” He said a little confused with my tone.

“Well I have to go. See you soon.” He said punching me lightly on the arm and headed back to his car.

I whispered bye, he didn’t hear.

That was it. I was totally crushing on Nathan Sam Wilmore.

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CHAPTER 5

I walked into my home to see mom and dad making out on the couch. As soon as I closed the door they saw me and quickly moved away from each other.

“EWWWWWW! GET A ROOM! YOU GUYS ARE LIKE IN YOUR MID-FORTIES! THAT IS JUST NAUSEATING!” I yelled. I couldn’t help it. It’s just gross to walk in on your parents making out. They were too old for that. Isn’t like mid-thirties the end of freaking around with people. Once you are past like thirty-five it’s just gross, unless you’re not married yet or single.

They looked at walking to my room quickly feeling embarrassed about the whole scene.

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I lied in bed thinking of things I could do to see if Nathan liked me back or even make him like me. I was eighteen going on nineteen, I think I could stretch the limit for my outfits I wear now. I fell asleep dreaming about Nathan and I lying on grass staring into each other’s eyes, and embracing each other in the sunset. I never thought this day would come or even thought I would think about this. But this day did come, and I am thinking about it.

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I woke up smiling from ear to ear, and heard a knock on my door.

“Honey, you up? I made breakfast downstairs so hurry up before it gets cold.” My mom said quickly, but sweetly. Probably still embarrassed by last night’s rude awakening that should of still be rudely sleeping.

“Okay I’ll be down.” I said getting out off bed.

When I went into the kitchen it was plates and plates of my favorite dishes. Pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, tea, orange juice, and a big bowl of fruit salad surrounded the kitchen table.

“We just wanted to apologize about last night. This is how we wanted to apologize, by giving you your favorite breakfast dishes.” My mom said in a pleading manner.

“Yeah I don’t think we should have done that when you were gone. I think we took advantage of the fact you were not in the house. I guess we can do