I was glad that we made up, but there was alot of pressure on both of us, being together. For instance, I STARTED A FIGHT WITH HER DAD ! I scloded myself for being that stupid. I had to think of a way to make her parents and me ok. I can do it but its going to be hard. As soon as I got out of school, I saw Ashley, I ran up to her and she threw her arms around me. I held on tight as everyone watched us.
She tightened her grip as I picked her up and carried her down the school steps in my arms, I couldn’t wipe the grin off of my face. I let her down, but I kept a comforting hand on her waist.
“Lets go to your place.” She suggested.
“No,” I said. “I want to meet your parents.”
She seemed unwilling, but I knocked on the door anyway. It was her Dad. He punched me again, but I stayed calm all the same.
“Ok, I guess I deserved that,” I said “But you can’t just go around saying whatever the hell you want to your daughter and think her boyfriend isn’t going to hear about it.”