While waiting in the parking lot for my Dad to come pick me up, I heard footsteps approaching me.
I turn around to see Zion smiling at me.
Damm this boy is handsome, I thought to myself.
"Hmm I wanted to ask if you would like to hang out tomorrow"
"Or probably this weekend"
"You know for us to get to know each other" he added while scratching the back of his neck,
I could see he was nervous.
"Sure" I replied lowly
"So text me your address I would come pick you up" Zion said
"I don't have your contact" I replied.
"Oh that's true" he said while laughing.
The atmosphere was getting really awkward and I have no idea why.
After we exchanged contacts we said our goodbyes and he left.
I sighted my dad's car from afar and quickly ran to it.
"Hey Dad" I greeted him cheerfully.
"Hey baby girl".
"How was your first day of school?".
"It was okay,"
"I made a few friends".
"Dad a friend wants to hang out with me this weekend his name is Zion" I said looking at my dad
"Oh that's great." My dad said
"Going on a date"
"Is not a date dad" I yelled.
my dad just chuckled, without replying to that.
"How was your day dad" I asked.
"It was good" my dad replied
"Although I haven't gotten a job yet he smiled sadly".
"Everything is gonna be okay" I said trying to cheer him up I hate seeing my dad sad
"Of course" he said while holding my hands.
Later on my dad left the house saying he had something to do, alone in my room I was thinking about how my hangout with Zion is gonna go.
I don't even know what dress to wear, I groaned slightly, why am i acting this way it is just a hangout not a date.
"Limah i am home" I heard my dad shouting from downstairs.
"I will be out in a minute" I shouted from my room.
I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower after I was done I got dressed quickly.
About to exist my room I saw a boy standing close to my window looking directly at me he has the most beautiful and captivating emerald green eyes I have ever seen.
"Who are you"? I asked.
"Can you see me" he asked surprised.
"Who the heck are you?"
"And what are you doing in my room" I didn't even wait for his reply i ran downstairs screaming.
"Dad there is a boy in my room".
"What are you talking about" my dad asked me frowning slightly
"There is someone in my room dad" I said while breathing heavily.
My dad went to my room to check.
"Limah there is no one here".
"Maybe it's all in your imagination you need to relax"
"Come on let's go eat" my dad added while leaving the room.
"That definitely had nothing to do with my imagination" I whispered going downstairs.