(Selena Gomez as Katy Dalton)

Baylor's POV

"So your going home with your dad?" Reid asked again.

"Sí," I said forgetting to switch back to English.

He shook his head and then smiled, "Okay well then text me later."

"Your having dinner with my dad tomorrow so be prepared," I said with a small smirk.

He turned to me and frowned, "I have a football game tomorrow."

"Oh," escaped from my lips.

"Hey," he said, "You can come."

I nodded, "I'll see you tomorrow then."

"adiós princesa," he said and hugged me.

"You speak Spanish?" I asked.

"I speak four languages sugar," he said and then smirked while walking to his car.

I was shocked, I could speak Italian and English and a bit of French and Spanish but wow. "Are you ready to go?" He asked.

I nodded and we pulled out of the parking lot and started our way home. I was looking out the windows when I felt my dad's hand grab mine, "You've grown up so much since I last saw you, Bellâ," he said with a faint Italian accent.

"I'm not a little girl anymore dad," I said and nudged him.

"You'll always be my little girl."

*****

"Tyler Drew Greenberg!" My grandma shouted, "You do not scare a women like that!"

My dad chuckled and then hugged my grandma again, she was my moms mother but my dad still treated her like she was his own. They were actually pretty close and it helped them a lot when my mother died. "Sorry mama," he said but he was still smiling.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and there was a text from Reid.

Hey Princess. What are you doing right now? -R

Hanging out with my dad-B

Okay I'll leave you then, talk to you tomorrow Princess-R

Okay-B

I smiled and put my phone away but my dad looked at me and then he shook his head, "I'm going to have to give him the talk."

"Not the talk," I groaned.

"Yes. The talk," he declared.

"Accidenti a te , stupido uomo," I muttered. (Damn you, you stupid man)

"I can speak Italian you know, Balbina," my dad chuckled.

"No merda," I muttered. (No shit)

"Watch the language!" He shouted at me.

Laughing I made went to the kitchen to get something to eat, for my Grams and for my dad and I passed by my laptop, looked and kept walking. Wait what? I quickly turned back to my laptop and looked at my Facebook page. 104 friend requests and 46 new messages. Holy shit. I guess hanging out with Reid made everyone think that I'm popular too. That isn't right! Most of these people have been bullying me since grade school and they think that now I'm popular that they can just be my friend?

If they did they are out of there mind.

"Sweetheart?" My dad asked walking into the kitchen, "Are you alright?"

I sighed, my dad didn't know about the bullying but I knew that I would have to tell him sometime. I turned in the barstool that I was seated in and told my father to sit down. He looked at me weirdly but complied. Sighing I ran a hand through my hair and looked at my dad, "I've been bullied for over eight years."

My dad's eyes widened and then narrowed, "ill chiunque uccidere chi ferito la mia bambina."

(I'll kill anyone who hurt my baby girl)

I shook my head, "It's okay now though. The bullying stopped."

"meglio avere," he muttered. (It better have)

I laughed and then hugged him, "Thanks papa."

"Now what about this Reid character," he mused.

"Oh shut it," I smiled a bit, "He was one of the bullies but he is making up for it."

My dad's eyes turned back from playful to cold again. "Can I hurt him?" He asked in all seriousness.

"No," I scolded.

He whined and whined for that entire night on how he could just go into the school with a taser and set it to stun. Laughing off the idea before I saw my dad's serious face I quickly talked him out of that idea. Before I knew it I was getting ready for bed. I picked out my "Floridians" t-shirt and some cotton shorts I slipped into my bed.

When I checked my phone there was a text from Reid and I couldn't help myself from smiling when I fell asleep.

Goodnight Princess.

******

When I woke up there was another text from Reid. This boy is going to be the death of me. When I finally got out of my bed, trust me I'm not a morning person, I hoped in the shower and then find a blue sweater, black leggings and brown combat boots. I added an Aztec necklace that was long and reached to my diaphragm. Happy with my outfit I went downstairs and kissed my grams on the cheek, grabbed an apple and then ran straight into a hard chest. "Sorry dad I have to go," I said.

"I know," dad smiled, "I'm driving you."

I shook my head, "No."

"We can take the mustang," he spoke in a sing-song voice.

"I'm in," I stated quickly.

He chuckled knowing that I loved that car, it was my dad's though so no one could drive it but him. Which sucked by the way. We went into the car and smiled, sliding my hands across the worn out leather. Dad revved the engine and we were off. When we pulled into the parking lot some head turned towards me but by now I was used to it so it didn't bother me that much. It was still nerve wracking though. I leaned across the centre council and gave my dad a kiss on the cheek. "Have a good day," he smiled and I hopped out of the car.

He revved the engine and flew out of the parking lot. My dad, the hyperactive 40 year old. Smiling I went to my locker when someone leaned against the other locker. "Hey spitfire," Ryder smiled at me.

"Hey," I smiled back.

Suddenly I was picked up and spun around me around in there embrace. He set me down and gave me a megawatt smile. "What's got you in such a good mood?" I questioned Reid.

"And that's my q to go," Ryder said and backed down the hall.

"I got Wiley a date with Lance," he exclaimed and held up his phone with his texts to Lance on the screen then he changed it something else, "I kissed a frog."

He showed me a picture of him kissing a frog. I laughed at his disgusted face. Then he reached into his backpack and handed me a four leaf clover. I smiled and put it in my purse. "Anything else?" I asked.

"Oh!" He exclaimed, "I'm a girl in the Facebook photo!"

I laughed at the picture that was posted all over social media. "Oh and I texted Lance that I was pregnant and he told me that I needed to go to the hospital!" He smiled at me.

"Okay we should go to class," I yelled realizing that there was only two minutes left.

"Fine. Your ruining my fun," he laughed and I punched his shoulder.

When I was at the entrance to my next class he kissed me on the cheek and ran down the hall. "Reid Ortega!" I yelled at him.

I heard his laughter echoing down the halls as I entered the classroom.

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-Jae