Ms. They like me right?

Winter

So I ran to class. By the time Echo came in and sat in the seat next to me my breathing and panic was under control... a little.

Walking to his seat beside me I saw all the thirsty bitches at my school hiking up their already short skirts and pulling down already too revealing shirts to try and impress him, but either Echo got his life organized or he has some type of standards. 

And I don't make the list.

Taking his seat next to me he turns to me and flashes his panty dropping grin that would have me pulling off mine and throwing it at him if I didn't respect myself a little bit more than I do. 

Mr. Guy walks into the room as the bell rings just like always and immediately sits down in his swivel chair while pulling off his tie and unbuttoning  his shirt at the wrists. Tossing his tie down on the chair he stands up with a sigh and cracks his back before looking at us.

"Alright class. Today we... are... going to sit here and do nothing. I have work to catch up on so do whatever just don't be unruly or loud and no throwing things."

Uhhhh... huh?

Okay then.

Turning to Echo I see that he's already ready to start a conversation with me.

"So we going right after school or do you wanna stop by your place first?"

"We can just go straight from school to your house."

Let the hate happen fast, it's like ripping off a band-aid.

"That's good cause she's been blowing up my phone about meeting you. She wants to know if you're staying for dinner and what's your favorite food by the way."

Wha-What? Since when has his phone been going off? and how am I supposed to answer that?

"Uh... Do you want me to stay for dinner?"

"Well yeah."

Oh okay then.

taking out my phone I text Roger.

   Hey Roger Echo invited me to stay at his place for dinner is that alright?

...

Several minutes later

...

  Sorry darling, I just got done cleaning the kitchen. It's fine just make sure he drives you home on time.

Yay me.

Looking up at Echo I see him staring intently at me and for a second it reminds me of this morning.

"Roger said it was okay, just don't bring me home late."

His face lights up in a smile and he pulls out his phone to, what I assume, text his mom back. 

Then he looks up at me, then glances back down, then back at me, then back down until I couldn't take it anymore and just took his phone from him.

   Oh I can't wait! I'll bet she's gorgeous! What does she like to eat? Don't run her off before we can meet her!

Whoa... Maybe they will like me after all.

Replying to her question about what I like to eat I hand his phone back to him with a blush because he was still staring at my face and I was getting self-conscious again.

"What?" Touching my face I stare at him in question. "Do I have something on my face?"

I hope your mom wont be disappointed when she sees me.

I said that last part under my breath as the bell for next class rang but I guess he heard me because he grabbed my arm before I could run away...again.

"There's nothing for her to be disappointed in. You're gorgeous and even if you didn't look the way you did I would still like you just fine."

Blushing furiously at his, most likely, innocent complement I pull my hair in front of my face to shield myself and nibbled on my lip to contain the ginormous smile from leaking across my mouth.

My hair is moved from in front of my face by a bigger hand than mine that creates sparks when it meets bare skin and I can't help but to look into his eyes.

"Beautiful."

Pulling my chin from my hand I manage to squeak a small thank you out before totally running out of the room like the gates of hell opened and every hellish creature was racing after me.

Even though I enjoy his company and his touches I spent the whole rest of the day trying to avoid him due to my face trying to turn an uncomely shade of apple red every time he came near. And it's finally the end of the day.

The final bell rang for the day and everyone was racing for the doors. Me being in front, because, if not I'd be trampled.

As I was about to trip and fall out the door strong arms band around me and lift me up and away from any immediate danger... Which happens to be everyone.

"Whoa there. Slow down."

Looking up I see Echo and fight the urge to turn as red as a fire truck.

As the last group of giggling girls leave the doorway and try to look seductive I imagine pushing them all down the stairs and hoping they face plant onto legos that will appear out of nowhere just for my select purpose. And as they walk down the stairs Echo places me down on my own two feet.

"Let's go."

Rubbing my suddenly sweaty hands on my sweats I follow him down the steps and to his car to meet my doom. Or what I assume to be doom.

Buckling my seat belt I wring my hands in my lap until he takes them in his and holds them in his unnaturally warm ones.

"Hey, calm down. They'll love you."

But what if they don't?

Nodding my head through my doubts  he squeezes my hands and then pulls out of the school yard and heads in the totally opposite direction of my house. About ten minutes into the drive I notice that's there's only woods around us, and yet we still continue to drive on.

"Uh. Where are we going?"

"To my house."

"You live all the way out here? It's like an hour difference from the school to my house from here."

"Yeah. I live out here, we like living here."

"Oh. How far in do you live?"

We rounded a bend and came upon a house that put mine to shame.

"We're here."

"Holy shit!"

"What?"

"It's huge! And gorgeous, I love it!"

I was staring out my window at it as he pulled into the driveway but I noticed how he smiled through the reflection of my window and I couldn't help but to wonder why.

He cut the engine and came around to my side to help me out like the good gentleman he is. grabbing his hand I let him pull me out of the car and walk me up the walkway to the door. While I was getting my breath under control and he was going for the knob the door is ripped open and a lady taller than me but still shorter than Echo shoves him outta the way like he was a rag doll and pulls me into the most bone crushing of all hugs.

"Love you too mom."

"Oh hush, you took forever."

He grumbles something under his breath but the lady who I now know as mom ignores him and pulls back to stare at my face intently.

And squeals.

"She's even more beautiful than I thought she was going to be," she grabs my face and turns it toward Echo while also smushing my cheeks together.

"Isn't she just the most adorablest thing you've ever seen? I think you've done wonderful for yourself."

He gets a mix between a blush and an exasperated look on his face but groans none-the-less and comes  over to gently pull my face from her hands. 

"Yes mom I think she's completely beautiful and adorable but I don't think she likes to have her face smushed by a woman she doesn't exactly know."

"Oh oh, you're right dear. I'm sorry darling, my name is Camilla Masters and my husband is Troy Masters."

Rubbing the redness out of my cheek with one hand I wave lightly to her with the other.

"Hello my name is Winter... Masters."

I blush at the fact that I had to tell her my last name. Not only because it's the same as theirs but because she might recognize it.

But she doesn't.

"Oh, my darling that's wonderful! You'll fit right in here then."

As she was saying that she was pulling me in the house with my hand and led me to I assume the kitchen was. One reason being the amount of utensils and cooking supplies and another reason the big man eating food out of a pot.

"Troy get your face outta the pot and come say hello to our guest. She's truly a lovely creature."

The big man drops the spoon and walks over to us. Giving his wife a kiss he turns to me and stares down. 

Way down.... like down down. And it wasn't because he was snobby, no it was because I was that short compared to him.

He was staring at me. I was staring at him. My neck hurt from looking up. His probably hurt from looking down and then it happened.

He burst out laughing and swung me up into a giant fucking bear hug and squeezed the ever living shit outta me while my legs dangled uselessly.

"Welcome to the family darling."

"Dad let her down she can't breath."

He puts me down and I take huge gulps of air. 

What's wrong with them? 

Well at least they like me.

"It was very nice meeting you sir."

"Oh no, call me Troy darling. It makes me sound old as fuck to be called sir."

I laugh. What? I can't help it, I like his family.

"Okay you two. Go do something while I finish dinner and I'll call when I'm done."

Echo grabs my hand, almost eager to get away, and starts pulling me out of the room and up long flights of stairs.

Bitch no, I don't want to climb stairs.

After what feels like forever but really only took less than ten minutes we make it to what's probably his room.

Now, I'm currently sitting on his bed with my back against the wall and my face to him.

Cue the awkward 'I don't know how to live my life right now' music.

Sooooo they like me.