Unexpected Question

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Kendra has an annoying twin brother, a strict mother, and a wonderful loving boyfriend. But when she is only eighteen, he wonderful loving boyfriend pops the question. What will she do?

Submitted: September 13, 2009

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I sat there on the floor. Wondering what to do, and what to say. I couldn't bring myself to say anything. It just came to me with a shock. I didn't expect this to happen.

Was I dreaming? Was he kidding? Or is this really happening.

Than in the background. I hear beep, beep, beep. I sounded just like my alarm clock. I looked around for it, but it was no where to be found.

He just looked at me, waiting for my answer. When I was about to say something, I had awaken.

"Kendral! Shut your alarm off!" yelled my mother. I reached for my clock and hit the snooze button. "You better not have pushed the snooze button, your going to be late for school."

I looked at my clock. Eight forty-seven. What? Is that right? I swear, I set my alarm for seven.

I quickly grabbed some clothes, and went into my bathroom. I brushed my hair, and headed towards the stairs.

"What's you rush, sis? Your alarm clock go off late?" said my annoying little twin brother, John. It was him, that stupid little brat.

I grabbed a hold of his t-shirt and lifted him up a bit. "You better not do that again. Or I will do something far more worse than, what you did to me.:

"Jeez sis, I just changed the time. It's not like I killed someone."

"Oh. I'll kill you, if you don't stop the joking."

"Kendra! Put your brother down. Do I have to ground you both?" asked my mother. Not wanting an answer, except 'sorry.'

"Sorry," my little brat of a brother and I said together. I put him down, and we both went down stairs and had some breakfast.

He got to the cereal first. He poured his Cheerios into a bowl. And added some milk. He handed them to me.

I poured the Cheerios, but nothing came out. I looked in the box. Nothing, there is not even a single Cheerio in there.

I looked at my little brat of a brother. He did a little evil smile. Knowing he took the rest of the cereal. "You little brat of a brother. You ate all the cereal. What am I suppose to eat." I looked at the clock. "In five minutes?" I asked.

He picked a milked covered Cheerio out of his bowl. "Here," he said and threw the Cheerio at me. I landed on my cheek than fell onto the table.

"Gee, thanks." I rolled my eyes.

"Kendra. Here, have some bacon," said my mother. Handing me two slices of bacon.

"Thanks."

"Hey! What about me?" asked my brat of a brother.

"You just eat your cereal," said my mother.

Honk, Honk. Went the horn of my boyfriend's convertible. "Got to go. Bye mom," I said and left the kitchen.

I opened the car door and sat down. "Hey. I missed you," said Jake, as he leaned in for a kiss.

I kissed him. "I missed you too," I replied. "Oh my god. My brother was such a brat. First he set my alarm for eight forty-five. Than he took all the cereal. And when I asked what I was going to eat, he threw a Cheerio at me."

"Aw. I'm sorry."

"It's alright."

We made it to school, just in time. We had enough time to go to our lockers and get our binders. Than get to our first class.

It was after school and he was just dropping me off at my house. "What to go out to night? Just me and you and a fancy restraunt?" asked Jake.

"Sure. I'd love to," I said. We kissed good-bye. And I got out of the car.

I got dreesed up. I wore my long, beautiful red dress, that showed my curves. I added a red flower to my golden hair, red high heels, and a black little purse.

Knock, Knock. Went the door. Someone answered it. "Kendra, its your boyfriend!" yelled John. 

I walked down the stairs. Jake watching my eyes, as I took every step. "You look beatiful," said Jake. Jake was wearing a tuxedo and everything. With a little red rose in his pocket. I wonder if we are too dresed up. Oh well, at least we'll be turning heads.

He helped me inside his car, and shut it behind me. He got in, and we drove to the fanciest restraunt, that I have ever seen. 

"Are you sure, you can afford this?" I asked. As Jake was walking me in the restraunt.

"Yes, and its a special night. It's our three year annivarsary," he said as he smiled. He must be hiding something.

We sat down at a two person table, right in the middle of the restraunt. We ordered a wonderful dinner.

While I was about to start eating, Jake got up. He went beside me and knelt down. Pulled a box out of his coat, and said, "Kendra, we have been dating for three years. You are the love of my life. Will you marry me?"

I was speechless. It reminded me of my dream. Except, after that dream. I had a plan, what to say, if he asked me that question. And so I said it, "Yes, a million times yes."

He put the ring on my finger. It was so beautiful. I couldn't believe it. I'm going to get married.

We kissed in front of everybody. After we pulled away, people were clapping.

I couldn't be any happier. I am in my senior year, and I am engaged to the one I love. What could be any better?


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