Daniel gave my keys to Jana so she could take my car home with her and pick me up in the morning for school. Somehow, he convinced me to talk, finding time to do so as he drives me home. Maybe it was his promise of leaving me alone that made me agree, that is if I simply talk. About what? I am not sure. I am sure he doesn't want the details of what happened, though. Who does? No one. I couldn't even tell the story out loud without freezing up. Such details stay in the past, where they belong.
With my head resting against the door, we remain in silence beside my quiet directions on which way to go. "Turn left at the next light," I murmur.
When we pull up to my house, we continue to stay in place, waiting for something. My mother's car isn't there, I wonder where she is. It's only seven thirty, though. She must be staying late at the stat
His question lingers in the air as I peer up. Daniels' eyes are fixated on me. Just before I can say anything, I hear a familiar noise coming from downstairs. My heart jolts and I scoot away from him, into the openness of my room. "That's my mom." Daniel is about to respond, but instead, I hurry him into the closet. "She can't see you. Wait in here until I say so.""I can't meet her?" He asks, and I almost laugh."Trust me, you don't want to. Though, if you've ever been arrested you might already know each other. Now stay," I order before closing the door, leaving him in darkness. He did kiss me when I asked him not to, so this can be my payback."Hailey, are you home?" She calls out through the house, and I yell back a 'yes.' As usual, she sets down her things and comes upstairs to ch
Instead of talking about my moment with Daniel last night, Jana and I talk about James, her latest endeavor. Apparently she spoke with him at Watts' last night after I left, and apparently, she likes him a lot."I like him a lot," Jana gushes, "he's too perfect, it's a little scary. The only down part is that he doesn't live here, he's Watts' cousin visiting from California. I should've known. Of course someone so beautiful is fromCalifornia.""Well, how long is he staying?"We reach my locker, and I obliviously open it and grab my books listening to Jana talk. It is just before I close it, that I notice the small, white, folded piece of paper as it flutters to the floor, knocked off the shelf by my rearranging. I bend down and snatch it up, opening it as Jana ramb
Walking into my bedroom, I drop my backpack to the side and crash onto my bed. My phone vibrates and I see a text from my mom, saying that she won't be coming home tonight. She's pulling an all-nighter at the station to resolve some rookie issues with filing, apparently someone did it all wrong and she has volunteered to fix it with one other person.This brings a smile to my face. I'm home alone for an entire night, hours and hours to myself.Now energized, I skip downstairs and slide into the kitchen, suddenly feeling a need for cookies. Once all supplies are laid out, I toss and mix things together, then ball it up and place it on a baking sheet. Sometime during the process, I got the idea to make one giant cookie instead of many small ones. Luckily, we have a round pan. For dinner, I shall have a cookie pizza.
"You look like death," Jana tells me as we walk into the school. "Did you not sleep at all?""Someone toilet-papered my house last night. I had to clean it up before my mom saw," I tell her. "I got maybe three hours of sleep overall.""Really? You should have called me. I would have helped."I shake my head. "I was fine. Just a little sleepy now, that's all. Did you get James' number like you said you were going to?""Yeah. Watts gave it to me."I glance up at her from my slow feet. "And? Did you text him?""I was going to, but I couldn't figure out what to say. He's leaving next week anyway, I shouldn't bother," she says.
I gave Daniel my phone number, thinking that we could text each other or call if needed. It wasn't an odd thing to bring up as he has kissed me four times now without my permission—not that I mind, but he doesn't have to know that.ME: I was eating chocolate in the class before, that's why.DANIEL: And you had so much chocolate because?ME: Because I bought a lot of junk food the night before. I was home alone and decided to give myself a few cavities.DANIEL: You were home alone the entire night? When those kids TP'd you?ME: Yeah, my mom was working overnight.DANIEL: Why didn't you have Jana stay with you?
"This is my friend Hailey," Daniel introduces me casually.Daniels father is the same height as him and looks much like an older version of his son. He has few streaks of grey in his hair, giving him a professional edge, and even his regular clothes look neat and sophisticated in some way. I'm assuming as a software architect he's used to a business suit, or is that just my imagination? Facial features are quite similar to Daniels, strong jaw, prominent cheekbones, blueish maybe green eyes, and the same charming smile. "It's nice to meet you, Hailey. I'm George, Daniels father."I try to match his kind smile. "It's nice to meet you too. Sorry for my. . ." I peer down at my pajamas and George finds this amusing, but in an 'adult' way, the look where their eyes almost squint as their smile grows, maybe a little eyebrow-raising too.
I do not remember much from last night, exhaustion held my memory, but I know where I am supposed to be, and that is not in Daniels bed. Somehow I am wrapped in the blankets, warm and cozy. At first, I panicked. I freaked out. My body shot up and turned to the side, thankfully to find the bed empty beside me. Daniel didn't sleep here, we didn't do anything. At that point, I took and deep breath and fell back against his pillow.It smells like him, everything does. I could stay in his bed forever, which worries me. If I was a normal girl, I might be hurrying out of here and searching for Daniel, but I want to take in this moment while I can.Maybe this is a dream, maybe I never came over to his house in the first place. I'll wake up in my bed at home any second now, and I'll be extremely disappointed. I would groan and shove my face into
After dealing with my mother yesterday, and dealing with my thoughts on Daniel, school is the last place I want to be. Dodging annoying people who stand in the middle of the hall, I grasp onto my locker and tensely open it up. My mother yelled, yelled some more, then finally accepted my lie about being at Jana's—my excuse being that I forgot to let her know.Inside my locker is another note.With my bad attitude, I frown while unfolding it and read what it has to say.Please, Room 1244 at lunch. It really is important!Maybe they should have shown up the first time then. Tossing the note into my locker, I swing the door shut and head off to my first hour.After getting settled in my seat, I grumpily wait for the be