So tonight Hayden will be here at 6, and mom doesn’t get home until 8 or so since she normally goes to my aunts for dinner.
I shut the door behind me.
Looking to my left in the freckled mirror, I brang my hands to the side of my face stretching it out.
Why did I agree to this?
I quickly turn back around and peer through the curtain hiding the front doors mini window.
Ah yes, he’s gone.
And he’s not looking back…
oh nope, he looked back.
I ducked down just enough to catch a mini smile as he turned his head away and I sank halfway to the floor finding myself with a slight grin.
Maybe this isn’t such a bad thing.
I push myself up from the couch. It’s 5:30, Hayden will be here soon and popcorn is calling to be made.
Snacks are calling to be eaten.
Warning signs already flashing at the thought of someone new coming over to my house.
Movie theater butter popcorn it is, always.
“Knock knock knock” I hear as I click the play button for the movie. Turning around, I give a wave through the massive living room window as I open the curtains.
“Soooo whatcha think?” I ask excitedly.
“Of not being let in” he questions with a raised eyebrow and a smile.
“No, of my skills” as I throw a piece of popcorn in the air to catch it.
I turn back around.
Knock knock knock.
“Why am I not being let in again?”
“I never said I was going to let you inside of my house…”
“Oh, you can’t be serious.”
“Ohhh, but I am.”
Just then I hear someone walk through the side door; my mom, as Hayden dives into the bushes guarding the window. Nice.
“Hi, how was your day?”
“Oh good, you know, how school is…?” I reply more awkward than normal knowing there’s an invisible neighbor behind me somewhere.
“Heard you ran into Mrs. Myrtle today…” she always knows something even when she “doesn’t.”
“Oh did you—“
“Yes, and she told me you were with a boy.”
“Oh that’s what you got from it?” I said with a hint of nervous in my voice afraid the rock incident would be brought up.
“Yes actually, why is there something else?” She asked.
knock knock knock.
“Oh, Hi Hayden how are you? It’s been forever!”
“Good, I just came to drop off this cake my Dad made. He thought it’d be a good way to kick off the school year.”
She looked at me with her mom vision.
Oh she knew about the rock thing, the totally accidental rock thing.
“Hey, actually it’s not late, stay for a bit… it looks like Chloe’s going to put on a movie anyways. You remember her right?”
“Wow mom, thanks.” I think I’m my head as I drown in all the endless possible nightmares that could occur from this one night alone.
“I think I can stay for a little bit, I’m sure it wouldn’t be a big deal.”
He sits right next to me, on the other end of the couch.
Oh I’m so sure.
As my mom disappears to do some returns at the mall, I gravitate to the floor where I feel more comfortable watching the movie on my stomach and elbows.
“You okay” I hear a deep voice ask from across the room.
“At least she didn’t walk in on you locking me out” he went on.
“For all we know… you just had to add that at the end didn’t you?” I say as I finally turn to look him in the eyes.