50 First Dates
Daily Routine
I ran out of my room and into the living room.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!" I screamed like I had planned on doing for so long.
"Thanks hunny," My dad was making beans on toast in the kitchen.
"I'm going to go get a cake for you," I said clapping excitedly.
"No that's okay Paisley got me one already." he sighed.
"Okay," I shrugged sadly.
"Why don't you go for a run?" Paisley said in an exhausted voice.
"Okay, fine." I agreed runing out the front door. As I passed the old oak by my house I admired''stwisted branches happily. I let my eyes travel to the pretty hazel house down the road. Huh, Mr. and Mrs. Arnolds either have geusts or someone new l there. I know this because a couple of convertables were parked in the driveway. The arnolds drove jeeps.
I was about to pass the house when a blonde haired boy stopped me. "Hi Lucy!" he called out.
"Uhm, hi. Are you the new owners of house?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah.." He said furrowing his eyebrows.
"How do you know my name?" I wondered out loud.
"Lucy, It's me Niall, don't you remember yesterday?" 'Niall' whispered sadly.
"No, but It's nice to meet you," I said hurrying along. My dad must've talked to them. Oh well, he is pretty cute anyway.
Niall's POV
"Lucy! Wait!" I called after her. I gasped for breath, how could she not remember me? I saw her yesterday! Why doesn't she remember me?!? I slipped on my snapback that I had been holding in my hand and turned in the direction Lucy had come.
I slammed my fist on the door of Lucy's house. "Hello? HELLO?" I screamed until the door was thrown open.
"What?" A man hollared, the same man whom painted over Lucy's drawing of me.
I looked at him and what he was holding. In one hand was a box of candles in the other was...the dress Lucy was wearing today. And come to think of it, she was wearing it yesterday too.
"Who are you?" I asked still eyeing the items in his hands.
"I'm Lucy's father," he answered quietly. A girl appeared behiend Lucy's dad. She was holding a rectangular birthday cake in one hand and laundry datergent in the other.
"Daddy, who is the cute boy?" she asked.
"Come in," the man said turning to me "Paisley continue what your doing, I have to explain something to this boy before Lucy coms back."
"Okay, dad."
I stepped inside and prepared myself for th worst.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!" I screamed like I had planned on doing for so long.
"Thanks hunny," My dad was making beans on toast in the kitchen.
"I'm going to go get a cake for you," I said clapping excitedly.
"No that's okay Paisley got me one already." he sighed.
"Okay," I shrugged sadly.
"Why don't you go for a run?" Paisley said in an exhausted voice.
"Okay, fine." I agreed runing out the front door. As I passed the old oak by my house I admired''stwisted branches happily. I let my eyes travel to the pretty hazel house down the road. Huh, Mr. and Mrs. Arnolds either have geusts or someone new l there. I know this because a couple of convertables were parked in the driveway. The arnolds drove jeeps.
I was about to pass the house when a blonde haired boy stopped me. "Hi Lucy!" he called out.
"Uhm, hi. Are you the new owners of house?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah.." He said furrowing his eyebrows.
"How do you know my name?" I wondered out loud.
"Lucy, It's me Niall, don't you remember yesterday?" 'Niall' whispered sadly.
"No, but It's nice to meet you," I said hurrying along. My dad must've talked to them. Oh well, he is pretty cute anyway.
Niall's POV
"Lucy! Wait!" I called after her. I gasped for breath, how could she not remember me? I saw her yesterday! Why doesn't she remember me?!? I slipped on my snapback that I had been holding in my hand and turned in the direction Lucy had come.
I slammed my fist on the door of Lucy's house. "Hello? HELLO?" I screamed until the door was thrown open.
"What?" A man hollared, the same man whom painted over Lucy's drawing of me.
I looked at him and what he was holding. In one hand was a box of candles in the other was...the dress Lucy was wearing today. And come to think of it, she was wearing it yesterday too.
"Who are you?" I asked still eyeing the items in his hands.
"I'm Lucy's father," he answered quietly. A girl appeared behiend Lucy's dad. She was holding a rectangular birthday cake in one hand and laundry datergent in the other.
"Daddy, who is the cute boy?" she asked.
"Come in," the man said turning to me "Paisley continue what your doing, I have to explain something to this boy before Lucy coms back."
"Okay, dad."
I stepped inside and prepared myself for th worst.
8/19/13