"Oh my!" She said laughing. "Good luck with that!" I laughed, "Thanks. I'll call you tonight." "Yeah, you might need to meet up for a drink." She said laughing again. "No kidding." I said. "Okay, well I hope it goes well. Talk to you soon." She said. I put on some jeans and my brown haltor top. I did my make up and straightened my hair so I could wear it down. My phone rang and it was Alex. "I don't know if I could do this. Should I be doing this so soon?" He asked. I laughed, "Stop freaking out. It will be fine. I promise." "Well, maybe I should come earlier." He said. "Why?" "So I can talk to you first." He said, "And I am going to call you when I pull up so you can come out and meet me. I don't want to be greeted by your Dad or something." He sounded so nervous, it made me laugh. "Okay. You can come whenever you want." I said. "I'm coming now. I'm ready to go." He said. I looked at the clock. It was only 2pm. "Okay, weirdo." I said. He laughed, "See you in fifteen minutes." "Bye." I said and hung up. I put some socks on and went out to the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of water and sat down at the table. I just sat there until Alex called when he was pulling up in the driveway. I walked out to meet him. I gave him a hug and he pushed me away. "What if someone is watching?" He asked. "Stop freaking out!" I whispered loudly. I gave him a hug and he hugged me back. I took his hand and we started walking up to the door. My Mom was walking down the hall and saw us. He let go of my hand quickly as we walked inside. I laughed. "Mom, this is Alex." I said smiling. "Nice to finally meet you." My Mom said. He smiled and shook her hand. "You're a little early." Mom said. "Yeah, I am going to show him around." I said. We went to my bedroom and I shut the door. He was sweating. "Oh my gosh, calm down." I said laughing. "I shouldn't be here." He said. "Don't be silly. My grandpa will be on our side." I told him. "I'm sorry. I just feel like an old perv or something." He said. "Well, you shouldn't. I think we both really care about each other. It will be fine." I told him. He took a deep breath. "You are so funny!" I said. "I can't help it! I'm so nervous." He said. Have gave him a hug, and kissed him. "Better?" I asked. "Yeah. I guess." He said, and smiled. "Here, I'll show you around. I think my Grandpa wants to meet you too. You'll like him." I said. He sat down on my bed. "Can we just stay in here for a few minutes?" He asked. "Alex, you can't just hide out in here the whole time." I said. "I feel like I am going to get what I deserve." He said. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "They're going to find out, then I'm going to get in trouble and lose my job." He said. "Would you please stop talking like that?" I said getting frustrated. "This is all so different now, Ally. We're not in school just sneaking around. This is a lot different." He said. "What are you saying?" I asked. "Ally." He said standing up and walking over to me. "You're beautiful and young. . . and sweet." He said. "Come on, you don't want to be stuck with an old guy like me." "You're not old." I said quietly. "I think we should have thought this through first." He said. "Are you breaking up with me?" I asked. "I just think we should have taken things a lot slower. It's moving quicker than I can think." He said. I didn't say anything, so he continued. "You should be out partying and enjoying your college years." "I am!" I shouted starting to cry. "Ally, don't get upset." He said, "This is not a good time." "Oh, but you thought it was a good time to bring all of this up?" I asked crying. "Don't cry." He said quietly hugging me. "But I really care about you. I thought you felt the same way." I told him. "I do, but I feel like I'm taking away some important things. You are so young. When I was your age I wouldn't have dreamed being in anything serious." He tried to explain. "You aparently don't now either." I said. He started to say something, but I stopped him. "You know I'm not like most people my age. Hell, you thought I worked at the college when you first met me. I don't understand the issue. I'm not your student anymore. No one has to know we were involved when I was." I told him. "That doesn't matter. You are still a student, period." He said. I started crying some more. "So, what does this mean?" I asked him, very afraid to hear his answer.
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"Oh my!" She said laughing. "Good luck with that!"
I laughed, "Thanks. I'll call you tonight."
"Yeah, you might need to meet up for a drink." She said laughing again.
"No kidding." I said.
"Okay, well I hope it goes well. Talk to you soon." She said.
I put on some jeans and my brown haltor top. I did my make up and straightened my hair so I could wear it down. My phone rang and it was Alex. "I don't know if I could do this. Should I be doing this so soon?" He asked.
I laughed, "Stop freaking out. It will be fine. I promise."
"Well, maybe I should come earlier." He said.
"Why?"
"So I can talk to you first." He said, "And I am going to call you when I pull up so you can come out and meet me. I don't want to be greeted by your Dad or something."
He sounded so nervous, it made me laugh. "Okay. You can come whenever you want." I said.
"I'm coming now. I'm ready to go." He said.
I looked at the clock. It was only 2pm. "Okay, weirdo." I said.
He laughed, "See you in fifteen minutes."
"Bye." I said and hung up.
I put some socks on and went out to the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of water and sat down at the table. I just sat there until Alex called when he was pulling up in the driveway. I walked out to meet him. I gave him a hug and he pushed me away. "What if someone is watching?" He asked.
"Stop freaking out!" I whispered loudly. I gave him a hug and he hugged me back. I took his hand and we started walking up to the door. My Mom was walking down the hall and saw us. He let go of my hand quickly as we walked inside. I laughed. "Mom, this is Alex." I said smiling.
"Nice to finally meet you." My Mom said.
He smiled and shook her hand. "You're a little early." Mom said.
"Yeah, I am going to show him around." I said.
We went to my bedroom and I shut the door. He was sweating. "Oh my gosh, calm down." I said laughing.
"I shouldn't be here." He said.
"Don't be silly. My grandpa will be on our side." I told him.
"I'm sorry. I just feel like an old perv or something." He said.
"Well, you shouldn't. I think we both really care about each other. It will be fine." I told him. He took a deep breath.
"You are so funny!" I said.
"I can't help it! I'm so nervous." He said. Have gave him a hug, and kissed him.
"Better?" I asked.
"Yeah. I guess." He said, and smiled.
"Here, I'll show you around. I think my Grandpa wants to meet you too. You'll like him." I said.
He sat down on my bed. "Can we just stay in here for a few minutes?" He asked.
"Alex, you can't just hide out in here the whole time." I said.
"I feel like I am going to get what I deserve." He said.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"They're going to find out, then I'm going to get in trouble and lose my job." He said.
"Would you please stop talking like that?" I said getting frustrated.
"This is all so different now, Ally. We're not in school just sneaking around. This is a lot different." He said.
"What are you saying?" I asked.
"Ally." He said standing up and walking over to me. "You're beautiful and young. . . and sweet." He said. "Come on, you don't want to be stuck with an old guy like me."
"You're not old." I said quietly.
"I think we should have thought this through first." He said.
"Are you breaking up with me?" I asked.
"I just think we should have taken things a lot slower. It's moving quicker than I can think." He said.
I didn't say anything, so he continued. "You should be out partying and enjoying your college years."
"I am!" I shouted starting to cry.
"Ally, don't get upset." He said, "This is not a good time."
"Oh, but you thought it was a good time to bring all of this up?" I asked crying.
"Don't cry." He said quietly hugging me.
"But I really care about you. I thought you felt the same way." I told him.
"I do, but I feel like I'm taking away some important things. You are so young. When I was your age I wouldn't have dreamed being in anything serious." He tried to explain.
"You aparently don't now either." I said. He started to say something, but I stopped him. "You know I'm not like most people my age. Hell, you thought I worked at the college when you first met me. I don't understand the issue. I'm not your student anymore. No one has to know we were involved when I was." I told him.
"That doesn't matter. You are still a student, period." He said. I started crying some more.
"So, what does this mean?" I asked him, very afraid to hear his answer.
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