The night seemed to pass very fast. Kyle and I danced the whole night. I had so much fun. The limo dropped us back off at my house.
"Hey, Katherine and I are going to a party, do you guys want to come?" Collin asked us.
"No, thanks. Were too tired." Kyle replied, as they pulled out of the driveway and shot off. Kyle and I walked into my backyard, and headed to the garden. We sat on a small concrete bench underneath the stars.
"This was fun." I said holding Kyle's hand.
"It was." Kyle replied kissing me softly.
We sat down on the cold bench, looking up at the twinkiling stars.
"So, this weekend my family and I are going on vacation." Kyle told me.
"Yeah, and?" I asked.
"I want you to come with us. Were going to the beach for 3 days." He continued.
"Yes, sounds fun! I would love to come. But I will have to ask my parents." I said hugging him.
"Great. Well, I have to go. I will call you tomorrow, kay?" Kyle replied heading towards his car.
"Mommmm!" I yelled as I tore into the house trying not to rip my dress.
"What, what, what's wrong?" My mom asked wide eyed as she turned away from the tv.
"Nothing, Kyle asked if I want to go with him and his family to the beach this weekend. So can I go?" I asked excitedly.
"I dont know. Ask your father, Elizabeth."My mom replied tiredly.
I ran up the steps and slammed into the study.
"Jesus, Elizabeth." my father said wide-eyed as I tore into the room like a bull.
I explained the situation to him.
"Your mother and I will discuss it. Now go get ready for bed, ok sweetie?" dad said.
"Thanks dad!" i said and walked into my bedroom. I threw on a pair of old lacrosse shorts and a purple tank top. I could hear my parents talking in the study. I went into the bathroom and took all of the makeup off and brushed my teeth.
"Elizabeth. Come in here please!" my mom called from down the hall.
I raced down and went into the study.
"Ok, we are letting you go on the trip. But we have some rules, Elizabeth Ann." Mom said seriously.
"Fine." I groaned.
"Ok, first, do not stay up too late. Second, you must make up all of the work you miss on Monday. Third, if you and Kyle decide to have, um sex, I'm packing condoms, um in your bag. I want you to stay protected, ok?" dad said sternly.
"ugh ok, why did you have to say the last one? Really?" I groaned in embarrassment.
"Elizabeth, listen to your father." mom said.
"Fine, but dad I'm 17 years old. I can take care of myself and I know I need to stay protected. Kyle and I don't even talk about sex so don't worry." I said.
"ok, ok, now go to bed sweetie you will have to back in the morning." mom replied shooing me out the door.