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leave me alone.
    Brayden: Come on, I no u want 2
    Me: Actually, I really don’t. Zander is adorable and all,
but I have no intention of meeting your family.
    We’re texting back and forth. I’m irritated by Brayden’s
apparent lack of grammatical skills and he’s been bugging me about going to his
house since it’s my day off. I keep saying no, but he won’t accept that answer.
I’m starting to think that he’s the only person in the world more stubborn than
me.
    Brayden: Annie I thought u r my friend :(
    Me: Oh don’t even pull that! Being friends has nothing to
do with meeting your family. I don’t know if you realize this, but I’m not very
likable.
    Brayden: Yeah, ur right.
    My jaw drops. As much as I believe what I said, he’s not
supposed to agree with me. I’m typing out a very angry text on my phone when it
vibrates again.
    Brayden: Im kidding, Annie. Calm down.
    Me: Jackass.
    Brayden: Lol, so thats a yes?
    Me: What?
    Brayden: Ill pick u up at 4.
    Me: Hold on! You don’t even know where I live!
    Brayden: Ro has a big mouth. C u soon. :)
    I growl at my phone before calling Ro and chewing her out.
Is nothing sacred anymore? My address should be private. She basically tells me
to leave her alone and get ready so I move to my bed and stare at my closet
with my arms crossed. I have no idea what to wear. It’s colder than usual out
today so I’ll need my leather jacket. Other than that, I’m lost.
    After about fifteen minutes of just staring at my clothes, I
finally sigh and just grab random stuff. I pull out my blue jeggings, my brown
tank top with a black anchor on the front, my mustard-yellow cardigan, a long
necklace with a leaf at the end, some black boots, a gray scarf, and my black
leather jacket with fuzzy stuff by the neck. The color combination isn’t for
everybody, but I like it.
    My hair is down in its waves and I really don’t want to do
anything to it. Makeup has never really been my top priority, but I put on a
little bit of cover-up, eyeliner on the top lid, and some mascara. I hear a car
pull up my long driveway and I run downstairs. We kind of live in the middle of
nowhere. We’re surrounded by dirt roads and our driveway is lined by a small
forest and rocks. Our house was a schoolhouse at one point a long time ago.
It’s made of bricks and has an old-fashioned feel.
    Before Brayden can even make it to my door, I pull him by
the arm back to his truck. The last thing I need is for my parents to meet him.
They’d be cool, but they’re also the kind of people who will ask a thousand
questions. They don’t understand the meaning of “invasive.”
    “Nice to see you too, Anna,” Brayden laughs, climbing back
in the driver’s side.
    “Yeah, you too,” I mumble, pulling on my seatbelt. When I
see that he didn’t clip his in, I give him a pointed look.
    “What?” he asks when he realizes that I’m staring.
    “Click it or ticket, mister” I respond, still staring.
    He rolls his eyes and grins but he buckles up anyway. I
smile proudly.
    “Thank you,” I say seriously.
    When I was a kid, my parents drilled into our heads that we
should never be in a car without our seatbelts. I guess it stayed with me.
    “You live really far out here,” Brayden notes, making the
casual conversation he’s so good at.
    “Yep, we moved here when I was little. I can’t imagine
anything different,” I tell him.
    “I bet not, it’s awesome. You guys hunt?” I have to laugh;
it’s such a guy thing to ask.
    He narrows his eyes a bit but I answer before he can say
anything. “I personally can’t eat meat that I saw before it was put in those plastic
wrapped  packages you find at the grocery store. It’s a thing,” I inform him.
I’m not a vegetarian, but if I had to hunt my own food, I would be. “But Matt
and Dad hunt a bit.”
    “Cool, what kind of guns do they have?” He’s like a little
kid.
    I roll my eyes.
    “What?” he asks innocently.
    “I am the last person in the world who