Over the next few months, Ali had dealt with many things. Her parents wound up getting a divorce and she stayed with her dad. Her mother had been cheating on her father, and when he found out, he had kicked her out, and Ali didn't want to deal with her mother anymore. She didn't even have a second thought when it came to that subject. Her and Derek had actually hit it off really well and they had started dating a few weeks after their unusual meeting. There had been double dates and such with Sarah and Erik. Things were at it's worst and best with her and her 18th birthday was right around the corner. She was excited and dreading it all at the same time.

Ali shut her laptop, getting up from her chair and walking out of her room, and into the kitchen. Her father was in there cooking dinner. It was the third time that Derek was coming to eat dinner with them and for some reason tonight seemed really off, and Ali could sense something was going to come up and it sort of scared her a little. Walking over, she placed a kiss on his cheek as he cut up some onions. "Hey, Daddy." She smiled leaning up against the counter.

Her father smiled and glanced over at her. "Hey, Ali. What's up?"

Raising an eyebrow as she bit her lip. "What do you mean?"

He laughing lightly, as he put the onions on a frying pan along with green peppers and other vegetables. He was making fajitas. "You are my daughter. Somethings on your mind. I can sense it."

She put her hands in her pocket, looking up at the ceiling, letting out a low sigh. "I don't really know dad.. I just.. have a weird feeling about tonight."

Looking over at her, her father walked over, placing his hands on either side of her face, bring it down to look him in the eyes. "You always read to much into things, Ali. Stop. You are a teenager, and you need to let life take you where it needs you. Just remember that, alright? Something may happen tonight, something may not. It just depends on how life wants it to go." Smiling and kissing his forehead, he turned back to the food. "Go set the table though, dinner will be done soon and Derek should be here soon."

Ali nodded, opening the cabinet and grabbing a few plates, and going into the drawer right below it, grabbing the necessary silverware, and walking into the dinning room, setting it all up. As she placed the last plate down, she heard the knock at the door and smiled to herself, walking over and smoothing over her shirt before she opened the door and smiling into big brown eyes, as her heart began to flutter.

"Hey, Ali." Derek said, pulling her into a hug. Ali wrapped her arms around him, holding tightly before letting go, before pulling him into the house. Smiling as she wrapped her arm around his. Derek looked down at her with a small smile, lifting her head to kiss her on the lips. He pulled away looking at her. "You know, you look amazing today." He said, knowing that it would make her blush.

Ali didn't fail at it either, as her face became bright red, looking down at her feet, biting her lip. "Thank you." She said as her father walked into the room, carrying a few things in. He smiled looking at the couple standing at the door.

"Are you two just going to sit there and suck face, or come help me bring out the food." Her father said with a joking tone. Ali rolled her eyes as she let go of Derek's arm and walked into the kitchen grabbing the rest of the things and setting them down on the table, then smiling over at her father with a hand on her hip, raising and eyebrow and placing a hand on her hip.

"Happy?" She smirked, sitting down at the table, scooting herself in, then waiting for Derek and her father to sit down. As everyone sat down they began passing things back and forth, making their own fajitas and just having aimless talk. As they started eating, Ali noticed that her father and Derek kept passing glances back and forth between the two of them. She was getting suspicious. It was to much when she saw them look between each other and her father then glance at her. She put her hands on the table a little to hard.

"Alright, what the hell is going on?" Ali said looking back and forth between them. Her father set himself back in the chair, nodding towards Derek.

"You can tell her. It's not my deal." He said with a small smile. She heard Derek sigh and she looked back towards him.

"Okay Ali.. Look.. I have this proposition for you.. and I really want you to think it through.. It's really important to me and we have been dating for a few months now.. and well.. in 2 weeks you will be 18 and I already asked your father's permission and well.." Derek began to fiddle with his fingers.

"Derek! What is it?!" She asked curiously. She had known that something was going to happen and now that something was she was getting scared.

"I have a school offer in London.. They asked me a week ago, and I brought it up to your father a few weeks ago.. and he said he would be okay with you coming with me.. if you wanted to..." He spoke each word slowly. Ali stared at him with her mouth open, trying to understand what he was saying.

"L-london? As in England? As in Europe?! As in the place that I have been dying to go to since I was six years old and found out that they had freaking amazing accents?!" Ali finally spoke, standing up from her chair, pacing the floor. "Oh my god... Derek..." She said covering her mouth with her hand, trying to understand everything that had been happening.

"I understand if you don't wa-" Derek began but Ali cut him off.

"Are you crazy?! Of course I want to go!"

Notes

Omg, sorry that I suck at this guys. It's my first 3rd person story and I really hope you like it. Please tell me what you think!?