The Senior Still Loves The Freshman - Sequel

The Senior Still Loves The Freshman Chapter 11

The next morning Derek and I woke up early.

I took a shower while Derek made me breakfast.

I got out quickly and got dressed and ready.

I did all my last minute packing and rushed down stairs.

"You look pretty," Derek said.

"You can't see me,"

"So, I know you look pretty," he said facing me. "Nope, I was wrong. You look gorgeous,"

I smiled and kissed him.

We had breakfast together and I nearly cried.

"This is our last breakfast,"

"Alex,"

"That will be the last time you say 'Alex',"

"Alex, it's only for a week. I'll you every night,"

"Okay," I said pouting. "Why is work more important than me?"

"Don't say that. I already feel bad,"

"Whatever," I said finishing my orange juice.

There was a knock on the door and I rolled my eyes.

Finn.

Derek got up and answered it. "Hey," he said as Finn walked in.

"Morning. Ready Al?"

"Don't call me Al and one second," I said heading up stairs.

I grabbed my art supplies and headed back down stairs.

The guys had already put my things in the truck and were out side talking.

I joined them and gave Derek a big hug good bye.

"I'll miss you," I whispered.

"I will too, I'll call everyday,"

"You better,"

He kissed me goodbye and pulled away. "Have fun,"

"You too,"

I got into the passenger seat, next to Finn.

I sighed as he started up the car and back out of the drive way.

I waved bye to Derek and Finn tooted his horn, as his wave and drove way.

"I'm sad now," I mumbled.

"Don't be sad, you have me all to yourself,"

"Yay," I said sarcastically.

I picked up a magazine and flipped through it aimlessly, cutting of all conversation with Finn.

After an hour of driving I looked out the window.

A welcome to New Jersey sign passed by, I looked over at Finn who was nodding his head to the music.

"You're going the wrong way,"

"She specks," he smirked.

"You're-"

"I know, I'm getting gas,"

"In New Jersey?"

"It's cheaper here, don't worry my little cherry top, we'll get there,"

"Cherry top?"

"Yeah, sugar lips,"

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever you say dipshit,"

"Hey, that wasn't nice,"

"Whatever," I said closing my eyes.

I wanted this trip to be over quickly and painlessly.

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