Who could it honestly be? Seriously? I ignored it. Who cares. Obviously it wasn't for neither one of us. He slid his fingers beneath the waist of my pajama shorts. I smiled as he slowly pulled them down.
*...A while later*
"Well what time was your cousin supposed to come over?"
"Around five or so."
"So...Did you want to leave."
"No. Of coarse I don't want to leave."
He grabbed my hand and kissed me.
"Well I didn't mean it like that."
I smiled at him.
"I know you didn't mean it like that."
He took our stuff to the car and dropped me off at home. I threw my stuff on the bed and went straight to taking a shower. I got ready. I put my stuff away and cleaned up my room. I went downstairs and washed all the dishes and vacumed. All clean. Okay I want the house to look nice. Ahh the picture of John. Um what do I do? Stickers! I ran into my mom's room and into her scrapbooking stuff. Found some.
*Doorbell rings*
Okay quick mirror check. Wow I'm such a girl. I'm never like this. I ran over to the door and opened it.
"You're not my boyfriend."
"Well. I missed you too."
"I missed you Maryy! You know I did."
"I know. So where's John?"
"I'm not with John anymore."
"What happened?"
"I'll tell you later."
"So why did you say you're not my boyfriend?"
"Um...because I have a boyfriend."
"You just said you're not with John."
"A new boyfriend."
"Ohhhhhh. Pish. I knew that."
"A yeah sure Maryy."
"I have my moments."
"All the time."
"So where's everyone at?"
"Micheal is with my mom at her doctor's appointment."
"Is she sick or something."
"No. She's pregnant."
"Shut up!"
"No I'm serious."
"How far along is she."
"She is 4 months."
"How long has she been seeing this guy?"
"His name is Richard and 8 months."
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