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Unexpected Kiss

Harrison Ford said

"You have to have a
darkness
for the dawn to come."

Unamused-Chapter 3:

Adrian's P.O.V

My eyes opened automatically at 6:30. I didn't bother to check my clock or my phone- the instinct labelled as an "inner alarm clock" had never failed me before, and it would not begin on the first day of a new school year. I sat up and heard footsteps trodding down the hall towards my room.

Shit. Why the hell was she coming to my room? I stood up and went into my closet to grab clothes in the hopes of avoiding what came next. I felt resigned to the fact that it wouldn't when the door creaked open.

"Rise and shine, sweetheart!" My mother came bursting into my room, and I knew, without even being able to see her, that she had brought a tray of food with her.

"Good morning Mother." I came out of the closet with jeans and a t-shirt slung over my shoulder. "I thought I told you not to bring food to my room today."

"You did?" Her eyes went wide, trying to look innocent. I merely looked at her, unamused. She huffed. "You are no fun, Adrian!" She scolded me. "It is the first day of your senior year- it is so special! I have to celebrate it!"

"You are capable of celebrating it when I go to the dining room to eat." I grabbed underwear from a drawer and brushed past her to go into my bathroom. I saw her face as I was about to close the door and sighed. It was exactly what I anticipated it would be. She had carefully arranged it into a dramatic expression of my mother bravely holding back tears. She meant to make me feel guilty.

Even though I was aware of it, the expression still worked.

"Mother, thank you for bringing me breakfast. However, I will eat it in the dining room after I shower." In order to keep her from arguing with me, I leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.

"Oh, Adrian! My sweet baby!" Her eyes shone. "Shower quickly- I want to make sure that we have plenty of time for pictures." She left my room, leaving me with a developing headache.

As much as I didn't want to, I was showered, dressed, and out in the hallway and heading for the dining room within seven minutes. My headache was still present, pulsing lightly behind my eyes as I thought about what was soon to come. My mother was a fanatic photographer- she would be snapping pictures to commemorate yet another first day of school from the moment I walked into the room.

"Adrian!" I didn't slow as I heard my younger brother race down the hall to catch up with me. "Good morning!" I looked down at Collin from the corner of my eyes, barely turning my head to see him better. He was looking up at me with a giant smile.

"Good morning." I ruffled his hair and his smile got impossibly wider. If he didn't want to copy me, he would have been skipping.

"You look cool, Adrian." Collin said earnestly. I didn't respond. I was wearing black jeans, a belt, a white t-shirt, and my customary watch on my left wrist. It was simple. I didn't see anything "cool" about it.

"Adrian!" My mother had decided to opt for a whiny tone when I entered the dining room. "Why aren't you wearing the new outfit I bought for you? I bought it just for your first day of school!"

"Mother, I never told you I would wear that specific outfit on the first day back. I never even said that I would wear that outfit combination." She had given me a green t-shirt, a black vest, gray jeans, and black combat boots. I would never wear that outfit- she was insane if she thought I would.

"Adrian," my mother's voice pleaded with me. I ignored her and took my place at the table. Collin sat next to me, avoiding my mother's attention due to the fact that she would not leave me alone. "Adrian, sweetheart, you would look so cool in that outfit! That's why I bought it for you." She sighed dreamily. "I can just imagine some girl falling in love with you at first sight if you wore that outfit. Then you could finally get a girlfriend, and I would have a daughter-in-law even sooner."

"Mother, do not say 'finally' get a girlfriend. If I wanted one, I could get one. The fact is that there is not a single female who can match me, and therefore I have no interest." I began eating, ignoring the pout that formed on my mother's face.

"With that high-and-mighty attitude, I don't think you will ever get a girlfriend." She went to her seat and slouched in her chair.

"Any girl would be lucky to date my brother," Collin declared. "If they don't impress him, they don't impress me either." I couldn't refrain a chuckle.

"Your loyalty impresses me, Collin." I told him, and his attitude brightened once more. "Mother," I turned my attention to the pouting woman sitting across from me. "I will wear the boots today." I drank the rest of my orange juice and stood up, ignoring her clasped hands and high-pitched praises. "Now, if you please excuse me." I left the dining room.

"Excuse me too!" I heard Collin say swiftly and heard the rattle of silverware.

"Sit your butt back down, young man!" My mother's voice was stern. "Finish your food."

"But Mom, Adrian-" Collin's voice faded out as I trod through the house back to my bedroom. Glancing at my wristwatch, I noted that Collin and I had fifteen minutes to get to my car and leave. Perfect timing.

"Adrian, good morning!" I turned to see my father, originally heading for the dining room, and now nearing me. "Have you eaten already?"

"Yes sir." I responded. "I'm going to brush my teeth now."

"Good man." My father clapped my shoulder in a friendly manner and laughed, his large belly jiggling. "Then again, you've always done well. I can't wait to see what you'll do with the company when you take over."

"Hmm." My response was noncommittal. I had no intentions to take over my father's company, but it wasn't like I had any intentions against it either. Whatever it was that I did in my future, I wouldn't have to put any effort into it. I never had to put effort into anything. "Enjoy your breakfast, Father." I turned once again to head towards my room.

I had barely finished brushing my teeth and was putting the combat boots on when my door slammed open. I ignored my mother and continued tying the irritating laces on the shoes. I knew it was her due to the fact that no other family member would enter my room so brashly. After a few seconds, I looked up at her.

"Yes, Mother?" Her eyes were large, and she was unnecessarily happy again.

"You look so handsome, Adrian!" She squealed, and hugged me tightly. "My oldest boy," her voice broke a little, "He's so handsome, and he is starting his senior year, and then he's going to be leaving me." She trailed off, and then abruptly started sobbing next to my ear. After allowing her to hold me for a few seconds, I spoke.

"Mother, Collin and I have to leave in ten minutes. Didn't you want to take pictures?" She shot up, squealing, her tears gone.

"Ohhhh, yes!" She clapped her hands together. "Let me go get the camera! Collin!" She called for my ten-year-old brother as she skipped out of my room. I pressed my temple to try to relieve the pressure from the mounting headache that hadn't left me since she had originally entered my room. She was such a child. At the same time that it made her difficult to deal with, it also made my mother extremely easy to manipulate.

"Adrian," my brother knocked on my door, left open by my mother. "Mom wants us to take pictures next to the car now."

"I know," I told Collin, picking up my backpack as I stood up. I put an arm through one of the straps as I walked past him. "Let's go. The faster we do this, the faster we can get this done and leave."

"Yes, Adrian!" He followed me out of my room and through the hallway. "Are you ready for your senior year?" He asked me after a few moments.

"Ready?" I snorted. "I'm likely to be the most 'ready' student at Arcadia."

"Likely? More like definitely!" Collin told me eagerly. I didn't respond. Intellectually and physically, I was the most prepared senior at Arcadia High. However, I did not have any interest nor desire in returning to school. Something like the first day back was far too basic, and it did not deserve the attention that it received. All it did for me was give me a persistent headache that would not lessen.

"What are you looking forward to most, Adrian? Football? You are so amazing at it!"

"Hmmm." I barely even heard his question. My mother had just exited a room- one that she had never allowed any of us to enter. It was where she worked, putting up a blog about who-knows-what. I normally paid no attention to it, and the panicked look that she gave me as I watched her hurriedly close the door didn't give me an inclination to change my feelings toward that room. She could do as she pleased- I was relieved that she didn't try to make me help her with any of it.

"I have my camera!" She rushed towards us and started dragging us along faster, babbling quickly. "I can't wait to take pictures of my two handsome boys! You both are so charming, but you have such blegh attitudes sometimes! Like, when you don't want to just do nice things for your mother. You don't want to model clothes for me, you don't want to go shopping... See, this is why I wish I had a daughter too! I love girls! They are so cute, and if I had a daughter she would like the same things I did..." She kept talking, and as the number of words she said increased, so did the pressure in my brain.

"Mother," I interrupted her. She needed to stop talking. "Please don't tell me that we are taking pictures next to your car." I already knew that we would be. It was the first day of school, and she insisted on taking us even though I was more than capable. I just needed to put the brakes on her tirade.

"Oh, yes!" She smiled at me as we made it to the front door. Collin opened the door and I strode out into the bright morning sun without slowing down. "Thank you Collin," I heard my mother tell him. "Adrian! The least you could do is say thank you to your brother! He was being a gentleman! Why can't you do the same?"

I ignored her. My head was pounding, and as I looked at my mother's car- a Cadillac Escalade the color of the bougainvillea that was common in the Phoenix Valley- the pounding grew more intense. I did not want to take a picture next to my mother's ridiculously colored car, and I did not want to have to spend twenty minutes inside of the car listening to my mother's chatter. This day was draining my patience quickly, and I did not like it at all.

"Adrian!" I blinked to find my mother and Collin already standing next to the Escalade. "Pictures!" My mother waved her camera at me. I chose to ignore her, but I did move to stand next to my brother. "Smile, Adrian! And get closer to Collin!"

Instead of complying, I just draped my arm around his shoulders and stared at her, unamused. I felt Collin straighten slightly under my arm and shift slightly closer to me. I ruffled his hair and smiled at him. He smiled back and relaxed again.

"It's so perfect!" My mother squealed, and I heard her snapping pictures. I looked at her, the smile on my face fading. "No, wait, don't move!" She complained from behind the lens. "Come on, Adrian, smile again!" Even though I didn't, she continued to take pictures. "Well, you two are so handsome anyways. So serious! So stern! It makes for such a beautiful picture!" I glanced at my watch- two minutes. I decided it was fine to leave a little bit early.

"Mother, we should get going now. Surely you have enough pictures to satisfy your desires." The camera moved away from my mother's eyes, and I could see her face clearly- she was pouting. "Mother." The word was brisk, and my tone was stern.

She huffed. "Fine, fine, get in the car." She unlocked it as she walked to the driver's side, mumbling the entire time. She turned on the car and then rolled down the window when she noticed that I had not gotten in the car. Collin had followed my lead and remained outside the car as well. "What is it?" She asked me.

"Mother, I am a senior in high school. I see no reason why I have to let you drive me to school just because it is the first day." I really did not want to get in that ridiculously colored car.

"It's tradition, Adrian!" My mother exclaimed. "So I am going to take you!"

"Traditions are allowed to be broken."

"Get in the car, Adrian!" Her voice was shrill, and I decided it was more advantageous for my head and my time to just listen to her.

I got in the passenger's seat and closed the door as Collin got in the back. "Adrian, be a dear and put my camera in its bag," my mother said as she forced her camera into my hands. I sighed, but complied. She began to drive, and once again started to babble. I put the camera in the bag on the back seat next to Collin, and mentally steeled myself to endure twenty minutes of my mother's talking.

"So, Adrian, I really think you should find a nice girl to date. Bring her home, and then we could all have lots of fun!" Damn it. I had thought we had dropped that conversation. The twenty minutes suddenly seemed like an eternity.

When my mother finally pulled up to Arcadia High School twenty minutes later, Collin had already been out of the car for half that time, and my headache had doubled. I felt tense, and I didn't want to participate in the ridiculous excitement that surrounded the school on the "first day back." I got out of the car and closed the door, refraining from slamming it like my emotions demanded. It would not help my headache to respond in such a manner.

"Good-bye Adrian!" My mother had rolled the window down. "Have a marvelous day!" I waved my hand at her and walked off. As I entered the gates, everyone made room for me to pass, which was normal. When a girl in a ridiculous plaid dress stood firmly in my path- well, that was not normal.

"U-ummmm, Adrian Shields!" Her hands pushed an envelope at my chest. "I would like for you to accept this!" She pulled her hands away, and I caught the falling envelope on a reflex. "Um, uh." She stared at me for a moment like a deer caught in headlights before she abruptly turned around and ran away. I watched her go before I looked at the envelope in my hands.

"To Adrian Shields." It was nice handwriting, but there was a faded heart next to the words that looked to have been erased in a rush. I felt my forehead furrow as the headache once again doubled.

Shit.