Chapter 2
The Honeymoon's Almost Over September 2012
My face actually hurts from smiling so much. I make myself sick! Beck and I are both still basking in the reunion stage, stealing glances and kisses, arms constantly intertwined, and using every opportunity we are alone for sex. Yes, in case you are wondering we did have proper make up sex after school on Monday when we finally had some alone time. However, we are having dinner with Beck's parents tonight so our honeymoon period will be coming to a screeching halt at 7p.m. The evening ahead should be excruciating. Now, normally an evening with Beck's parents would have its set of challenges. It's not like they degrade me aloud. It's the forced smiles and subtly dropped hints in conversations that tell me that they, Carol and James Oliver, do not care for me. To a lot of people they are the nicest folks around. They invite people over to dinner, have people that are alone on the holidays over for celebrations, give new neighbors freshly baked cookies, and water the neighbors lawn when their out of town without complaint. It stings knowing that they are nice to everyone else but not to me, only because I'm not the girl they imagined for their son. They raised Beck to not judge people based on appearance or outward personality yet when their son brought home a somewhat gothic fourteen year old girl with some attitude they raised an eyebrow. They have never directly said anything but I know how they feel. I know that Beck knows that I know too, even though he has never said anything to me about it. I know that he knows because when we're at his house he holds my hand a little tighter, at dinners he talks up anything I've recently accomplished (as though he were a proud father), and he's been avoiding me coming to his house and seeing his parents since we have gotten back together. Tonight should be interesting.
Dinner of the Doomed September 2012
Well, Beck just dropped me off at home after dinner with his parents. I am stuffed. I don't think I've eaten that much at one time since Beck and I broke up. While my mom cooks dinner more often when she has a boyfriend she still doesn't cook too often. Take out, frozen food, left overs, and eating as though we were six year olds (popcorn, ramen noodles, etc. for dinner) are our main food groups. Beck's parents just acted like it was an average dinner, so I was relieved. Well, I was relieved until after Beck's mom said she wanted to make shopping plans with me! I am so not going to be able to sleep tonight! I asked Beck what on earth would possess his mother to want to go shopping with me. He declared that he did not know but thought this was her way of trying to be more supportive of our relationship. Beck said that women bond through shopping. I also asked Beck to tell me the truth about how his parents felt about us getting back together. He confessed that they weren't thrilled. They're concerned and feel that our on and off again relationship isn't the best for either one of us. He told them that he is confident that we are doing the right thing and that what we need to work on will get better, and we know life with each other and without. Just by him saying that to his parents and telling me that he told them that I already see the change in our relationship.
An Awkward Pause September 2012
I went shopping with Beck's mom today. We both survived. I think I was actually on my best behavior, which is rather impressive since Beck wasn't around. We went to The Grove and ate lunch as well. It was definitely awkward. Beforehand, I asked Beck to give me some topics I could use as conversation pieces. I did indeed use those suggestions. We actually like some of the same older movies so we mostly talked about that. There were a lot of long awkward pauses. We both were definitely eating as fast as possible so we could leave each other's presence. Being with Beck's mom is the last place I want to be but I get the feeling that Beck and his parents relationship was like an episode of "Leave it to Beaver" before I showed up. Beck would be the cool Wally, not the trouble making Beaver. Except for Beck's parents are a little older, his mom does not wear heels in the kitchen, he's an adopted only child, and he claims that there has always been a little of disconnect between him and his parents. So I guess not like "Leave it to Beaver" but their conflicts before me were more unspoken and when I came along they more or less exploded. The bottom line is that I am making an effort and Beck better be freaking pleased with it.
P.S. Beck was pleased with my effort. We watched The Scissoring and he gave me a pair of antique surgical scissors.
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