For the rest of the day, I sat and watched as the bitter autumn sky became more accumulated with dark gray clouds.
It started to drizzle, as you could here the trickling of the rain against the window. I stared as the leaves danced off the branches of the trees.
I was distracted, for sure, but something else was bothering me and I couldn't quite figure it out. I knew the situation that Freddy put me in was irritating me, but I just couldn't quite put my finger on the other thing. I probably was overreacting about Freddy, I don't know if he was kidding around or being serious though. I thought he always thought of me as a best friend.
The bell rang, ending last period, and I trudged the way home as the rain pounded the sidewalks. By the time I got home, I was soaking wet, having the ability to see through my white blouse.
"summer, my god you are soaking wet, you might get sick, put on some new clothes!" my aunt lived with us for part of the year, trying to fill in the position of a missing mother. My mother died over the summer of cancer, no one was actually aware that she had it. I loved my aunt, but I still missed the security of having my mother there. I now had no mother to look up to, and search for advice. Sure I had Katie, but she just didn't understand my situations anymore. I walked up the stairs, acting as if I didn't hear her. I tossed my book bag on my bed, and plopped in my chair. I took out a plain piece of parchment and started writing down my thoughts. It helped me relieve tension and stress. I found it easier, then telling someone. Afterwards, I folded it up and threw it into an old shoebox, along with a numerable amount of other papers.
I changed out of my uniform, throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a zip up. After the formation of the band, I didn't change everything about me, like the others. I didn't start listening to classic rock and dress all punk, but I wasn't as girly. I wore jeans and a t-shirt the majority of the time, but didn't focus it on music and labels. But, everyone's wardrobe was changing slightly after the band broke up.
I was about to go downstairs to find something to eat, when I heard rocks being thrown against my window. I opened it and saw Freddy standing at the bottom with a smile shown across his face. I ran downstairs to the door, to let Freddy inside. He was soaking, and shivering more as each second passed. I tried to bring him up to my room secretly, when my aunt walked out of the kitchen.
"Why hello Freddy, would you like something to eat?"
Freddy shook his head and let go of my hand, "I'm not really hungry right now."
We ran back up the stairs, and I tried to find him something warm to wear. He started changing in front of me, not seeming to be bothered by my presence. We were too comfortable with each other; we would change around each other and everything. He pried off his shirt, revealing his abs. He had a body to die for, and I always fantasized about me being entwined with his body, keeping one another warm.
We both sat on my bed in silence listening to the music blasting on my stereo. He started to lie down and pulled me down with him. He put his hand in my own, and I felt nervous as goose bumps formed over my arms. He looked over at me, and placed his hand against my cheek. His hands were cold, actually freezing and I closed my eyes adoring the feel of his hand on me. I felt his breathing come closer, and his lips touched mine. I tried pulling away, but he just held me tighter. I rolled onto him, my knees adjacent with hips. He pulled me closer to him, our bodies up against each other's. I felt his tongue ease into my mouth, when we heard knocking on my door.
We both jumped off the bed, and I looked into the mirror fixing my hair. I opened the door to find Zack standing in front of me. He walked in and saw Freddy sitting at the computer, and a confused look came over his face.