Shaun P.O.V
I lied on my bed looking at my roof.
"I can't believe I just kissed Andy..." I felt my lips with my hand softly. Remembering how it felt in the rain.
I had known I was gay since high school started. My friends knew, but they didn't say anything. They were accepting of it. The only reason people bagged Andy was because Jack started it.
A knock on my door startled me. "It's me," called my step mum Laura.
"Come in," I liked her. A lot. She was so caring, like my real mum. My dad quickly got re-married, and I thought she would be a bitch. But she's really caring. She accepts my sexuality, and even when we go to the shops, we point out hot guys. We're best friends.
"What's that cheeky grin on your face?" She sat down on my bed crossing her legs. I did the same.
"I might of meet someone..." I said excitedly.
"No! Is he cute?"
"Fucking adorable! He has blue eyes, blonde hair, shorter than me!" I was so happy I had found someone shorter than me. "But... I don't know if there is something. I mean, we kissed... twice. I kissed him first, then before he left he kissed me again!"
"Aw, Shaun, that's really great... I have something to tell you." Her face took on a sad look.
"What?" I worriedly asked.
"Things with your father aren't going so well, but, I want to know if you'll be safe. So, I was thinking about before divorcing him... adopting you? I would be your legal guardian." She looked at me hopefully. Without even thinking about it, I hugged her.
"That would be so good!" She pulled away and got up leaving the room. Before I asked her where she was going, she came back with papers.
"Because I'm your step-mum and I'm adopting you, we don't need your father to sign. But I do need you to sign here." I got up, grabbed them, went on my desk quickly read through it to be sure and signed.
"Done!" I had the biggest grin on my face.
"Brilliant! Now, I've been planning this for a while, so my house is already unpacked, and I thought you would say yes, so I kinda put things in the room that's going to be yours. Your father won't be home for about 2 hours. Sorry to rush you... but start packing." She came over and hugged me tightly.
I grabbed my suitcases and through everything in. Laura came in after a while and started helping. In about an hour and a half, we were done. The only thing left was my furniture. I was a quick packer. And with the help of Laura, even quicker.
"Go pack them in the car," She wandered into her room for most probably the last time. I went to the car and loaded everything up, just as I was going inside, I heard someone come round the corner. And my fathers' car came screeching down the street.
"Shit! Laura!" I yelled running inside. "Laura!"
"What? What's wrong?" She came up to me hurriedly.
"Dad..." I said as a car door slammed. Good thing Laura's car had tinted windows.
"Shaun, go out the back gate and in the car. I'll be there in a minute. I'll just tell him I'm going to the shops or something." I hugged her and ran out the door just as my dad came through the front.
I quietly got in the car and waited. And waited. After a while I started to freak out. I was about to go inside when Laura came running out. She opened the door, got in, locked the car, and started driving.
"Pull over Laura." I said calmly after about 2 minutes.
"Why?" She whispered.
"Because you're pale, and holding onto the steering wheel so tightly I think you'll break something. I'll drive. Pull over." She stopped at a park and I got out. Good thing I packed my P-plates.
