Chapter 6: 5~Don't judge a book by its cover.

•Marie-Anne

I remember many things about my father. Some good, some bad. I remember how he treated my mom with such care. I remember how he used to pick me up and throw me in the air when I was little making my mom scream. I remember his sweet voice. I remember how he used to get himself drunk whenever he was stress. But, most importantly I remember the life lessons he taught me.

I remember he told me to always be open minded. He told me to always be nice to everyone no matter what. He told me to always treat others with respect. He told me not to judge a book by its cover.

When he use to always tell me not to judge a book by its cover I use to always ask him how. I mean first impressions are everything. It's how someone represents themselves to let you know what type of person they are. But, later in life, after he died. I finally figured out what he meant. My freshman year in high school, I finally knew.

It was all because of Paul, who would have thought love can be so wrong, love can betray you? Many ask how I'm still standing, still positive. Well, I'm not that girl who hides, who starts hating herself for a mistake that happened in high school. I'm not that weak, although it still haunts me till today, I still don't trust easily, but I use all that pain, all that hate, all the tears, I use them for the good.

I used them as a motivation to be a lawyer, to defend those who can't defend themselves.

I've moved on, I mean try to move on. That's why I decided to help Dylan. I mean he probably really needs the help. I took my dad's words and trusted him. I mean he looks like those rich popular kids who just want to fuck the girls. But, I won't judge him base on what he looks like, I'll be positive.

"Annie, get ready we going to a party tonight." Disturbing from my thoughts was Esther. She still calls me that name. I rolled my eyes at her and she jumped on me on the couch I was sitting on causing my coke to spill. My baby, no one plays with my food and gets away with it. I quickly pushed her off me and started tickling her, something she hates.

"Marie, stop. Please!" She says between the laughs and cries. I got off of her and reply to her.

"E, didn't I tell I'm helping that boy study for a test, um what's his name again? I think Dylan, yes I'm helping Dylan study."

"Ohh, you have a study date," she says emphasizing the date part.

"Yes, a study date. It's almost five, I have to shower and get on my way."

"So, I'm going to the party by myself?"

"Yes, and please no drinking, you got class tomorrow morning and be home by eleven," I say with my mature voice.

"Yes, mom," she says sarcastically.

I then walk to my room and hopping in the shower.

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After my long shower, I look at the time and see that it is four forty. Oh, I have twenty minutes to get ready. I go to my closet and pick up the first things that I see. I wear some white rip jeans with my red Miami Heat shirt. I wear my red and white Jordans and let my curls fall on my back. I rush out the door with my book bag.

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When I reach the coffee shop it was already ten minutes after five. Gosh.. I'm late. I hate being late to places. I look around the shop and see Dylan already sitting waiting for me.

I walked over to the table he was sitting and smiled at him sitting down.

"Sorry, I'm late. I'm not usually late, I just, um... Sorry, no excuses." I say blabbering. I'm sure he thought I was crazy now.

"It's fine, I'm usually late too." He says smiling.

"But, I'm not usually late, it was a one-time thing."

"O-okay." He looks scared of me. I'm scaring people away again.

"Anyways, I brought my notes, and you can tell me what you're having trouble at. I'll help." I say trying to sound helpful.

"Oh, thanks." He took out his notebook and started writing things down. His hand is in a fist and he was sweating like crazy. I'm sure it's not that hot, I would have felt it. He was nervous. Why is he so nervous about writing down some notes?

"Why do you look so nervous, are you okay?" I ask I mean should I call someone? Is he having a panic attack?

"Um... I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Yes." He is now forcing a smile on his now pink face.

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We talked about school for about one hour before I said I had to go. He was actually a pretty nice guy and he was funny, but people can be deceiving.

"We should do this again." He says between laughs. He is still laughing at the story I just told him about the time my brother dared me to jump off our roof and I did it. I mean I was walking with crutches for two weeks but I did it.

"Sure, why not?"

I do not know how we got to tell our life stories. All I know is that he started comparing something he did as a kid to the story we're currently examining in English. And there he was walking me home and were still talking.

"What if next time, there's no study just a date?" His eyes are full of hope, that's when I notice his light brown eyes with his short wavy curls. Got to be honest, he is pretty handsome. He is dressed in some black jeans and a V- neck shirt. So simple, yet so cute.

But, I couldn't let his good looks and nice personality get to me. From the past, I've learned that if a guy's being nice to you, he probably just want to get in your pants. However, I had to make daddy proud; don't judge a book by its cover.

"Yeah, sure. I'd love to." I give him a small smile. After a long silent moment, I realize that I am in front of my apartment.

"Thanks, for walking me home."

"Thanks, for helping me with my class and making me laugh; it's been a while since I have."

"No problem, anytime you need a laugh."

"Would you mind giving me your phone number?"

"No, not at all." He takes his phone out for me to put my number in. After putting the number I hand him back his phone. While I am giving back his phone, our hands touch and it feels pretty awkward and intense. Our eyes are lock into each other's eyes. For a moment there I could hear his heart beating and hear his uneven breathing. My body is numb, I can't move, I stand there frozen, his eyes took me to a different place, I could hear my steady heart beat.

He quickly removes his hands making me come down to Earth.

"Um... I guess I'll see you around, I don't know." He says nervously.

"Yep, sure. Bye"

"Bye." I watch him as he turns around to go to his apartment which was too close to mines for my taste.

I open my apartment door, Esther is already at her party leaving the apartment to myself.

I go into my room changing into my PJs. I microwave some popcorn and go back to my babies. I have to catch up on Supernatural.

I am now laying down on my sofa and admiring Dean's face.

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A/N

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