Thursday, June 4, 2009

7

My heart began to race at an alarming speed “Nothing it’s a school night,” I replied trying to keep my voice from shaking. He looked confused “No it’s not. We have two weeks off remember?” I began to rub my temples. Wow I’m suck a dork! He must have noticed my thoughts on my face. He started to laugh “It okay Bobina. Don’t beat yourself up over it. It’s a classic mistake.” he assured me. “So your free then?” I nodded , afraid to let anymore stupid words slide out my mouth. “Cool beans. Meet me here at 2am okay?” “What? 2am?” I blurted out. “And how am I suppose to get out my house at 2am?” He gave me a look as if the answer was obvious “What’s the big deal?- oh forgot your moms the warden.” I made a face at his words “ Not funny!” “Okay I’ sorry. Just keep window open when you’re ready, and I’ll do the rest.” I tried to refuse but his eyes were so kind and I trusted him completely. At 2:05 I slid my window open and jumped back in bed awaiting Andy’s plan . Within minutes Andy climbed in making a thud as he hit the floor. I could still hear my moms snoring so the thud hadn’t woken her. Andy walked over to my bed while gazing at his surroundings “Nice threads” he said as he sat on my bed. “ Thanks. But I’m curious, how are we going to get out of here ? And where are we going-” Andy cut in “You ask so many questions. Just wait and see.” Even as he whispered his voice retained its velvetiness. “Okay” Suddenly he picked me up and placed me on his back and proceeded to climb out the window. I felt like a damsel in distress being rescued by her Prince charming. He wouldn’t put me down till we made it safely across the street to his house. He grabbed my hand and led me into his house. When we stepped inside I was instantly amazed. His house deserved to be on MTV cribs. The marble counter, leather seats and spiraling stair case it was all so gorgeous. “ I hope you don’t mind us coming here. You just seemed really stressed about going out. So being here is like meeting you half way.” I just smiled. Not because of what he said but because we was rubbing my hand. I felt like silly putty in his hands. He smiled back and led me up stairs to the last door in the hallway
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