All Chapters of My Best Friend's Dad: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elona's POVThe golden rays of the afternoon sun filtered through the tall trees lining the street as I walked down the familiar path to Crislynn's house. Crislynn has been my best friend since we were six years old. We share a street and they were welcoming when my father and I moved here back then. It was a luxurious neighborhood, but the glistening facades of the mansions were nothing compared to the dreams that brewed within us. With my heart racing, I approached the familiar house with its elegant architecture and well-kept garden. I raised my hand to knock on the door, butterflies dancing in my stomach.The door swung open to reveal Crislynn, her auburn hair falling in waves around her shoulders. Her bright green eyes held a hint of mischief as she grinned at me. "Elona, you are right on time. Come on in!"We settled down in the kitchen. I sat on the barstool at the kitchen counter while Crislynn poured us some grape juice. We are in our final year of high school. We are yet to

Elona's POVI packed up my things because I was done writing the essay. I closed the book that I was writing in and I left it on the coffee table. Crislynn closed her book and then she packed it in her backpack. I was concerned about Mr Crane because I saw him read Crislynn’s essay and there was a shift in him. However, he knew that I saw.I stood up from the floor and Crislynn was texting someone on her phone. I looked towards the kitchen and I could see Mr Crane sitting at the dinner table. He was scrolling through his phone, his expression was neutral. I wouldn’t be able to keep my composure after feeling sad just reading about someone that I have lost.I miss my mother but it isn't that much. Sometimes I would shed a tear but I was young when she died. “You can have a seat at the dinner table,” Crislynn said.I was hesitant because Mr Crane was sitting there and my crush on him had somehow increased. I took in a deep breath as I found the courage to walk over to the kitchen. As I

Elona's POVI was slowly climbing down the stairs as Mr Crane looked at me, he was smirking at me and my heart was beating fast. I just hope that he has only brought my book and will leave after this because now my secret is out. It was embarrassing enough for me. "Come inside," my dad told him.No, that is not what I wanted. Sh^t!"Great," Mr Crane replied and stepped inside the house in his black suit, which nearly made me drool. He had my book in his hand. I was happy about that. My dad closed the door behind him."So how have you been, Tristan?" my dad asked. "Would you like coffee? Beer?""None, I am actually here to tutor Elona for some school work," Mr Crane looked over at me, smirking.I can feel the heat moving to my cheeks. What the hell is he doing?"That is nice of you, where is Crislynn?" my dad asked as he walked to the kitchen. Mr Crane was about to follow after him but I stopped him by placing my hand on his arm. He looked at me, his gaze burning into me."What are you

Elona's POVI was tossing and turning the entire evening because of the essay that Mr Crane wrote. Was he admitting his feelings for me? I tapped my pen on my creative writing book. I rewrote the essay in my own handwriting last night and I handed it in this morning. The students were chatting softly amongst themselves in class as Miss Johnson was going through papers as she sat behind her desk."I heard that our dad's are going to the bar tonight," Crislynn said softly. I looked over at her. She had a smirk on her face. "Do you want to sleep over tonight at my place?" she asked."I don't know if I should, I mean...I don't know if your dad would be okay with that," I replied.She scoffed, "My dad won't mind. You have slept over by me since we were little. What has changed now?" she smiled as if I was crazy.I shrugged. "We are older now, perhaps he wants you both to have your space.""Elona, you are sleeping over and I'm not taking no for an answer," she demanded.There was no way tha

Elona's POVThe night air was cool and crisp as Crislynn and I sat on the steps of her house, staring up at the canvas of stars that stretched endlessly above us. The world around us was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets. It was the perfect backdrop for the kind of conversation only best friends could have.Crislynn turned to me, her eyes reflecting the distant stars. "You know, sometimes I feel like we are just tiny specks in the grand scheme of things, like those stars up there."I nodded, captivated by the depth of the night sky. "It's humbling, isn't it? We have all these dreams and plans, but in the grand cosmos, we are just a tiny part of it."Crislynn chuckled softly. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't chase our dreams with all our might. I mean, look at you, aspiring model extraordinaire!"I grinned, my heart warmed by her support. "And you, future world-changing journalist. We are going to make our mark on this world."