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Creative Writing : Personal Essay

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I panicked, I didn't know what to do. "Uh..." he was just staring at me with a big waiting smile on his face. "Niall," "Yeah?" A big smile spread across my face, I really liked this guy, why shouldn't I go on a date with him? There was nothing stopping me. "Isn't too early for that?" "Yes, but we could always take things slow?" He smiles with mischievous eyes. "Okay then, I'll go on a date with you." I hadn't finished the sentence when he was already engulfing me in a big tight hug once again. Man, he sure is a hugger. "Great! I was so scared you were going to say no and that would've been so embarrassing and awkward." I smiled up at him, "It's pretty late, Niall." He looks at me confused for a while, I wouldn't blame him, I would be…show more content…
When I ignored him and started eating my cereal he gets really quiet. "So, are you going to tell me who the guy is, or do I have to go find out myself?" "What?" I ask confused with the sudden mood change. "I'm your father, I know when something is happening with you." He says looking smug. To say I was shocked was an understatement. How he had the power to do that, I had no idea. Maybe he was a psych? My thoughts were cut off by his powerful laughter. "Why are you laughing?" I ask with wide eyes. "Did you really think I didn't see some boy climbing through my daughter's window, Emma?" "I stood there, with cautious eyes, testing to see what he knew and what he didn't. I stayed quiet. We stared at each other for a good minute before I slowly looked away. "You should go to school, you'll be late if you keep staring at me." He chuckles, shooing me away while taking a sip of his coffee. XXX Getting to school was the usual, with the exception of my mind being flooded with clear blue eyes that soon started drifting to green ones. When I got to my locker, I saw Niall awkwardly standing in front of it. "Mr. Horan, I didn't expect to see you this early, is there any particular reason why you're gracing me with your presence?" I ask smiling up at him. "Actually, yes." He answers nervously glancing at his feet. "What's wrong?" I ask a tremble taking over my voice. "Well, I was
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