Three days passed very very slowly, but sure enough I was sitting in my dad's car, playing with the ends of my newly dip dyed hair.
Most parents make you do chores when you're suspended, but my dad let my dip die my hair pink. Best dad ever? I think so.
He gets in and sits down, and first thing I notice is his very shiny red pants. I look at him, raising an eyebrow, and he smiles. "These still fit!" He says smiling, and I smile, pulling out my phone to snap a picture of him
He sticks his tongue out, showing his tongue ring, and I snap it, posting it to facebook with the caption "you know your dad is cool when he wears bright red pants to drop you off to school."
He starts driving, and when we arrive at school I grab my bag, kiss my dad on the cheek and get out of his car, putting in my music, and walk up the stairs to school.
I get up the stairs, and hear someone behind me, snickering. I turn around and come face to face with Chloe Leigh, the bitch of the school, and also my ex best friend.
We had been best friends, but when we were 13, she started rumors about me, because she was jealous of the publicity I had, and she didn't. So now I had one friend, who truly accepted me for me, my weird self.
"Bitch got her hair dyed just like her dad, what's going to happen next, start wearing those ugly red pants?" She asks one of her friends, looking straight at me. I shake my head, continuing up the stairs.
"Uhm, excuse me, Amber Ramsay right?" I hear a voice behind me, and when I turn around I see a short freshman standing there, holding her phone.
I smile at her, "Yeah, it's me."
"Can..can I have a picture? I'm Taylor. Oh, and can you tell your dad his music literally saved my life, I was about to hang myself, but Porcelain started playing, and I couldn't go through with it." She tells me, and I almost cry, that story has actually just made my day.
"Of course you can have a picture, uhm, actually, meet me here after school, my dad will be here to pick me up, you can meet him if you want." I tell her, smiling.
Her eyes go so wide I think they're going to pop out of her head. "That...that would be amazing!" She tells me, and I smile at her. We snap the picture and I wave a goodbye to her.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Sitting in math class had to be the most boring thing in the world. Oh, and most confusing. Like really, why did they have to put letters in there?
a+b=x, find x. Well what the fuck were a and b!? I ask myself, staring blankly at the page.
"Amber." I hear someone whisper behind me, and I turn around and Jake Webb is sitting there, leaning in close to me. Jake Webb, one of the cutest guys in school, and also Chloe's current crush.
I smile at him, he was probably one of the only guys who didn't judge me for who I was, probably because we'd known each other since we were babies. Our parents still always joke that we will start dating someday, and when we were younger I use to just stick my tongue out and say "EWE boys have cooties!" But know, I actually was starting to find him a little cute.
I don't know if it was the chocolate brown eyes, or the light brown hair, styled in the cute old school bieber look, or the way he could just throw on a fitting v-neck, skinnys and a sweater and he could still look amazing.
He asks me something, but I'm too lost in his eyes to actually hear. He says it again, and then finally I snap out of my little trance, and reply "What?"
"Wanna work together for this?" He asks again.
"S...sure!" I say, and grab my paper and a pencil and swing around so I can work on his desk.
"So, did you get past the first question?" He asks me, and I shyly shake my head, and he smiles. "Okay, its fine."
I smile at him, "Thanks, so uhm, what is x?"
"Well x was 24, so what is a and b?" He asks me.
I think for a minute, and then look at my paper and write 12 + 12= 24, and look up at him.
He smiles, "Right! Do you wanna hang out tonight? I could help you study, if you wanna come over."
I smile, was he really asking me to hang out!? He was going to help me with math, and that's how it always starts in those sappy relationship stories! "Sure, that would be great! Thanks!"
"No, problem." He replies, and we get working on the homework.
Soon the bell rings, and I smile and thank him for the help. I grab my bag from the ground and slide it over my shoulder. I walk out of the class, and look around for Courtney, and when I finally spot her, I run up to her, and rant about everything.
The day was boring and slow, but had ended. I stand outside of the doors, waiting for Taylor to come out. I feel a tap on my shoulder, and when I turn my head, there's Taylor, standing there with the biggest grin on his face.
I smile at her, "Hey! Just in time, there's my dad pulling in!" I tell her, and we walk side my side up to my dad's car. He gets out, and smiles at me. He starts to walk around the car to me, and I realize he's still wearing his candy apple pants. I roll my eyes and laugh.
"Dad, this is Taylor, she's a big fan." I tell him, gesturing towards her. She's bouncing up and down when she replies with a Hi, and a big wave.
"Hi Taylor!" My dad says, extending his hand. She shakes it excitedly, and gushes to him about god knows what.
After I think they're done, I look at her. "Do you wanna hang out? I mean, I have plans for after dinner that I can't cancel, but right now I can hang out!" I tell her
She looks at me wide eyed, "Yeah, I mean, yeah!"
We get into the car, and i plug my iPod in, and start blasting Stutter.
I know, I never make his easy. It's easy, for you to disapear.