soon to be (demi and Abby<333) blitz

This morning happened to be a rather sluggish one. Waking up was a pain, and his mother was in a pissy mood, not that she didn't have reason to be. I dragged myself out of bed later than usual and made my way to the kitchen. I grabbed rather large piece of bread, and walked back into my room. I opened my closet and grabbed my favorite cotton black jacket and a pair of jeans. I decided to wear my dark chestnut boots today. Today is going to be worse then most days because my father happens to be working in the same area as me. I should be able to ignore him for he most part though. I finally make it to my part of the forest, and start to chop. It's just my luck the my dad decided to join me, and help chop the same tree. I didn't even acknowledge his existence, I just went on with work. He finally decides to say something snarky and rude, as usual. I don't usually let it upset me but this time it did. "How would you know, all you do is sit on your ass and drink". I say with a darker tone. His face lost color, and I could tell he was angry. I doesn't even say a word, instead he knocks me upside the head with the wooden side of his axe. I instantly had a throbbing headache. Why must he take everything to such a large degree? I find myself a spot further away in an open area, and sit down. I didn't mind the view, considering there was a tall, very handsome boy chopping  a tree in front of me. I try not to let him notice I'm starring at him, but it's hard for me to help myself. He stops cutting for some odd reason, and makes his way to me."Hey are you okay your alone wanna talk or some thing." He says, in a deeper and smooth sounding voice. I try so hard not to let blood rush to my cheeks. He reaches his hand out to me, I'm not sure if he is expecting a hand shake, or if he is trying to help me up. But ether at I take the hand, and wait for him to do something with it. "My names Jonathan and you are?" The boy says. "I'm Riley, and your hand is sweaty". I say with a giggle.

"oh I'm sorry, nice to meet you riley, we should really get to work you know but what ever." Jonathan says. I sit and ponder this for a second. I really wasn't in the mood for work, but I guess he was right. I notice his chest is inhaling and exhaling much faster. Could he be nervous? "I guess you are right, Jonathan. Lets get to work" Why was I so awkward around this boy...could I really feel like this about someone I just met?