Chapter 9 – Face To Face.
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AN: Okay, here's chapter nine. I'm so sorry for the long wait, and I'll try to update this story faster.
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(Hannah's Point of View)
"Okay, Dana that would be great." I listened as she said goodbye, and I hung up.
That's right, I was talking to Dana Cruz, my dad's ex-girlfriend. I asked her to meet me at this fancy restaurant just off PCA's campus tonight. I waited to make sure the call with Dana was disconnected before flipping my cell phone open again.
I was sitting in my room, Quentin sitting on the floor in front of me. We were trying to set up my dad and Dana. So far, it seemed to be working.
"Hi Dad." I said once the call rang through.
"Hannah, what a surprise it is to hear from you. What's up?"
"Dad, I was wondering if you could meet me at this restaurant tonight. It's just off PCA's campus and I really want to go there. That way, you can meet my boyfriend."
"Your boyfriend? That's great, Hannah. Of course I'll come, but don't you want your mother to come?"
"Actually dad, I'd rather him meet you and mom separately, that way its not too overwhelming for him."
"Well, I guess that may be a good thing. You know how your mother can get about these things."
"That's exactly what I was thinking, dad. So she can come up some other time to meet him, and you can just meet him today."
"Alright, well I guess I need to go get ready if I'm going to be up there by tonight."
"Okay, I'll see you later. We'll meet you outside."
"Got it. I love you, Hannah, see you later."
"Love you too, Dad, bye."
I flipped my phone closed and sighed. It had worked! My dad and his ex-girlfriend were going to meet up tonight at a fancy restaurant, but they had no idea the other was coming. I asked Quentin if he would please come with me, just in case, and he agreed. It was going on three o'clock, so we decided to go get ready for the big night.
Once Quentin was gone, I got my things together to get a shower. I spent at least twenty-five minutes in the shower, which is actually a really long time compared to my usual ten-minute shower I take each morning. I walked back to my dorm, put my things away, and looked in my closet for something nice to wear.
By four o'clock, I'd finally decided on the perfect outfit. It was something I could wear on a half-date with Quentin, a meeting with Dana, and a nice dinner with my dad. I wore light faded jeans that looked great on me, a soft pink swoop-neck shirt, and low pink heels.
I brushed my hair into a half-ponytail, something my dad always said made me look extremely pretty. I also put on all the makeup I usually wore, since it came from the company my mom worked for.
At five o'clock, I got my purse and headed to the lounge to meet Quentin. We had told Dana to meet us inside, but for my dad to meet us outside, so he wouldn't go in and see her before he saw us. I was starting to get nervous, hoping we could pull this off.
When the taxi stopped in front of the doors to the restaurant, I checked inside the window. Sure enough, Dana was sitting at a table already. I turned around just as my dad came walking up to us. After a quick introduction between him and Quentin, we headed inside.
"Dad, by the way, we are actually going to meet someone here. I hope you don't mind."
"No, that's alright." I wasn't sure if he meant it or not, because I couldn't tell by his face.
When we came into view of Dana sitting at our table, I noticed her look up with wide eyes.
"Hannah, what's going on?" She asked, as we stopped in front of her.
"Dad, this is who we were going to meet here. Dana, I'm sure you remember my dad, Logan Reese."
"Look, maybe this was a bad idea." She said, getting up. "I should've known you were trying to set me up somehow, but I decided to trust you. I'll just go."
"But, Dana…" I tried hard not to let the tears fall, but I couldn't do it. I turned away, not wanting anyone to see me cry.
"Oh, Hannah…" I heard my dad say softly. I knew he was probably mad at me, and it was clear that Dana was. Why did I think I could set them up, and they would just go along with it?
"I'm sorry, everyone. I guess I just thought I could try to fix things between you guys."
"What do you mean, exactly?" I had forgotten that my dad had no idea I knew about the box. Oh no, now I'm busted.
"She didn't tell you, did she?" Dana answered him before I had the chance, which I was grateful for. "Logan, she knows. She found the box, with the letters, she knows everything."
"Hannah, why didn't you tell me you knew about the box?"
"Dad, I just want to know one thing." He nodded, so I continued. "Why did you get my mother pregnant when you were so in-love with Dana?"
He looked surprised that I was asking him this, and it was then I realized we were all standing around our table, some people giving us funny looks. "How about we all go to some quiet place to talk, okay? I'll explain the box to you and everything."
"I guess I'll talk to you later then, Hannah. Nice seeing you again, Quentin. You too, Logan."
"Dana," My dad spoke up, just like I'd hoped he would. "It would be an honor if you would join us."
"I don't know…" She looked at my tear-stained cheeks, Quentin's saddened expression, and then back to my dad. "Well, I guess I could go."
Tonight will sure be interesting, I know for a fact.
AN: Okay, that's my short chapter nine. I'm sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get this part out before I started in on the major drama that is building here. Next chapter may start in with the drama, I'm not 100 percent sure yet though. Please review.
-Breanna.
