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Belle's Point of View Reed's parents were still looking at us. His mother and father walked closer toward us. She looked at us before they walked into the living room. Reed and I were staring at each other, and I pushed him lightly, and I gasped. "Let's go, I'm right here by your side." He held out his hand, which I accepted, and we locked fingers. We walked to the living room and we saw Reed's parents sitting on the sofa. We went to them and sat down on the other sofa as well. It's scary because she's staring at me like they're going to eat me alive right now, where I'm sitting. "What's your name?" I was stunned by the mother's question. "Amethyst Belle Garcia." "Where do you live?" Is this what they mean by meeting the parents? I'm nervous if that's the case! It's like I'm d