Good mistakes
After all, maybe mom was right. After a week being here, I can almost say this is home. Mom and Don are never at home and my room is soundproof, so I can play the guitar all night long and she will never find out. School sucks, but thanks t Mason everything is getting better. He's like my clone, because, just like me, he loves music more than anything. I showed him the songs I've written and he helped me with the beats. Lately, he came up with the idea to introduce me to his band, but I'm not sure. The thing is life is almost perfect here. Tommy Quincy is the one person that makes all that happiness disappears. We're always fighting over stupid things and the worst thing is...I kinda like it. I'm not saying I like him or that I'm masochistic, but it's great to see him trying to control me. He will never do it, I'm sure of that, but at least he tries.
"That is MY bathroom! C'mon Jude, the house has like fifty bathrooms, why do you want mine?"
"Because I like it. And besides, it didn't have your name on it when I got in. actually, I thought it was my mom's bathroom. With all those creams and beauty stuff"
"Shut up Blondie, and move to another bathroom. That's mine!"
"Well, now it's mine. Ask your dad. He said I could take it" I said smiling.
Suddenly my phone ringed. It was Mason. I just saw the screen and smiled ever more.
"Hi Mas...I'm great, thanks...hold on" I looked at Tommy "do you know the word privacy"?"
He just rolled his eyes and walked away. Mason was calling just to get the homework, but I couldn't help to use him just to get Tommy ever madder.

"Hey, what if you come to my house now? We can talk about that new song you're working on"
"But I already put on my pajamas" I responded as I looked myself in the mirror. There was no way I go out of the house half naked.
"Well, you can change your clothes"
"Ok, let me ask my mom. Call you later. Bye" I hung up and went downstairs to talk to my mom. But I just saw Tommy at the kitchen, preparing a sandwich and singing "pick up the pieces". I looked at him for a while, and then shook my head, trying to come back to reality.
"Sorry to interrupt your personal concert, but where is my mom? I need to ask her if I can go to Mason's right now"
He just stared at me, but then looked away
"I told you to stay away from that guy. He's not your type"
"Oh, I didn't know you were taking this brother thing like something real. And stop talking about Mason; he's the greatest guy I've ever met"
"He's using you, Jude. The dude is gay"
"Well, I wouldn't say that if I was you...he doesn't seem to be gay when we are alone, if you know what I mean"
I said smiling. He opened his eyes wide and looked at me totally shocked. Then he looked at his sandwich again. There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Your mom and my dad went out for dinner. They won't be here soon, so I think you will have to wait 'til tomorrow to see Mas..."
He said Mas with a girly voice. I just tried to hold a laugh. I looked at the clock. It was almost 11. I walked towards him and took the cereal box from the counter. Then I went to the fridge to get some milk.
"What did I say about MY cereal?" Tommy asked me, totally mad at me.
I didn't say anything, just kept my way to the table. He suddenly grabbed the cereal box from my hand.
"Hey!!" I said, trying to take it again, but he was way taller than me.
"This is my cereal, blondie. Go and eat someone else's food"
At first I thought about hit him, but then I saw his sandwich and a wonderful idea came to my mind. In a fast move, I took his sandwich and tried to run away from him, but he noticed it and went after me. I ran around the table and I tried to get to the door, but he caught me. He put his hand over my bare hips and pulled me towards him.
"Give me back my sandwich!"
But I didn't. I threw it across the kitchen and it fell onto the floor. Tommy just turned me back, so now we were face to face, inches apart.
"You're..."
his eyes were dark, but I couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm what?" I said, facing him and getting closer to his face.
He was about to say something but suddenly smashed his lips against mine. At first I didn't know how to react, but when I felt his tongue asking for entrance, I couldn't help but allow it. Our tongues darted into each other's mouth, as I felt him pushing me backwards until he pressed me against the wall. His hands went down to my ass, but I immediately pulled them up to my hips again. He kept his hands there, but deepened the kiss even more. We both needed oxygen, but we didn't pull away. Shorts breaths between the kisses were enough for us. I didn't know if I really wanted this or I was just giving up to Tommy's will. But I didn't care; this was so good to be thinking about the reasons. He passed his tongue across my lips and then our tongues were dancing together again. That's when I decided to take control. I took him by the shoulders and pushed him to the wall, my lips never leaving his. I deepened the kiss in my own way, putting my hands over his chest. He pulled me close to him and kissed me back passionately. We were like that for a long while, but suddenly we heard the door shutting and pulled away immediately, gasping for hair. I looked at him and couldn't help but laugh. His lips were totally red and the first two bottoms of his shirt were undone. We heard footsteps and ran in circles, not knowing how to react.
Mom and Don came to the kitchen.
"Hi guys, I thought you were sleeping" Don said, looking at his son, who was faking to be looking for something inside the fridge.
I took the empty glass and tried to cover my mouth with it, assuming that my mouth was as red as Tommy's from the make out session.
"And what were you doing?" my mom asked suddenly.
"We were...just talking...as friends"
"That's great. So you're getting along"
"Maybe...listen mom, I'm really tired and I've got school tomorrow so...good night"
I ran upstairs, trying to get to my room before Tommy comes after me. I was about to open the door when I heard his voice.
"Jude, we need to talk"
Wow, he didn't call me blondie. That's weird. But I can't admit I liked the kiss, well, the kisses. Hold on, it's almost midnight. We were kissing for an hour! That's why I can't feel my lips.
"About what? Mason will pick me up tomorrow, so I won't need a ride"
"You know about what...before, at the kitchen..."
"Well, it was a stupid thing. Let's just forget about that, ok?"
"What?! You want to forget you made out with Tommy Quincy?"
"c'mon, it wasn't that good after all. It was just a kiss" I lied, because the truth is he's a really good kisser.
He looked at me as if I was crazy. I just smiled, trying to fake that I was telling the truth.
"Sorry Tommy, but I'm tired. Good night. Oh, and your lips are red"
"Yours are red too"
I just nodded and went inside my room. I sat down on the bed and touched my lips, still feeling Tommy's lips on me. The truth is nobody ever kissed me this way. Actually, this was my real first kiss. Stop it Jude! that guy is a jerk!, you can't like him. Of course you don't like him. This was just a stupid, impulsive kiss. Just that
I looked for my journal inside my guitar case and started to write what happened, what really happened inside me when I kissed Tommy. Because deep inside, I knew I was falling for the guy.