A/N: I just wanted to explain about Nicky. Some of you thought it was ridiculous that he got in trouble with the law. Well, for story purposes, I had to get all the boys out of the house. I knew I could get the triplets out with the law, so I thought I could put Nicky with them with out much noticed, but I was wrong. I just wanted you guys to know that it was the law or being killed in a car accident. I thought keeping everyone alive would be best. Now that that's cleared up, on with that story!
Oh, and just a warning, there will be a lot of flashbacks in the beginning of this story, because I will have to fill you guys in. I think it's best that you know how things happen, in detail. You know, not just a little 'and that got in trouble, and now the boys are in a military school' and that be the end of it, you know? So, that's why all these 'FLASHBACK' things are happening!
Yes, you heard that right, My Boyfriend, Shea Rodoskey. We have been dating for about three years now, since we were fourteen. It's kind of a funny story, to tell you the truth!
FLASHBACK
"Vanessa!" screamed Archie Rodoskey, as she walked into the Rodoskeys' house to baby-sit.
This was a little different kind of baby-sitting job. It was all night. Yes, ALL NIGHT. Well, kind of. Mr. and Mrs. Rodoskey would be gone until about one thirty in the morning, but Shea would be back at eleven. But since Mr. and Mrs. R wouldn't be home until then, so she was just going to stay the night.
Mrs. R walked up to her then, "I have to thank you again for taking this job, we'd really been looking forward to this Broadway show, so thanks again! The numbers are on the fridge, make sure the boys brush they're teeth and are to bed at 9:30! Oh, and don't forget, Shea will be home at 11! So don't freak out and call the cops!" She said the last sentence giggling like a little school girl.
The evening went fairly well, except that Jackie got his foot stuck in the toilet when he was brushing his teeth, we got it out pretty easily, after putting for a about five minutes.
The real part happen later that night, after Archie and Jackie went to bed.
Vanessa was sitting on the couch, watching TV and humming to herself as she was drawing, when He walked in from behind her. She wasn't expecting him to come from behind the couch and sit beside her.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!" She screamed.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!" Shea screamed back, a much more manly, of course (at least, that's what he claims).
"Oh, wow," he started, "You scared me!"
"I scared you!" She said back in disbelieve, "You scared the crap out of me!"
"Oh," he said, looking a little guilty, "Well, ah. . . I'm sorry."
"Funny, don't be," she giggled, "It's okay. So, how was your evening?"
"Well, Donna wasn't in to the movie, so we went out to eat. It worked." Shea said, sounding very matter-a-fact.
"Oh," Vanessa answered, a little envious. Her evening was bunches of fun, baby-sitting a seven and nine year old. Lots of fun.
"So, what are you watching?" He asked.
"Music videos." Said simply and they sat there in comfortable silence.
Lately, she had been feeling out of place and unwanted, at least when it came to boys. The last few school dances, she had gone solo, and it wasn't because she hadn't asked anyone, it was because no one wanted to go with her. She felt like she wasn't good enough for a boy, not pretty enough, and it was really getting to her.
"Oh! They are just too pretty and too successful! I could NEVER be that pretty!" Vanessa answered, looking at the 'Barlow Girl', video playing.
Shea looked at Vanessa in a shocked look. He couldn't believe what he just heard.
"Duh! Your not nearly that pretty-"
"Well, thank you SO much! Make me feel worse that I already am!" She yelled, wanting to kill him. She got up and smacked him in the face, bitch-slipped, if you will.
"OUCH! What the hell was that for!" Shea yelled back, standing up next to her.
"What do you mean!" She was FEREOUS now, "You just told me I was ugly!"
"You didn't let me finish! I was going to say you were PRETTIER! In fact, I think you BEAUTIFUL!"
"You do?" saying it ALOT quieter, almost a whisper.
"Yea, I really do."
They both sat back down. This time, there was an award silence.
"I'm sorry," Vanessa said very quietly.
"It's fine."
They both looked each other, and in that moment, something changed in both of them, and they knew what they wanted.
Each other.
They both leaned in. Vanessa looked from his eyes to his mouth. This feeling was different from anything else she had ever felt. She felt wanted, needed, and loved, in a way that she had never felt loved before. She had never been kissed before. And, as much as she wanted this, she was more nervous than she had EVER been in her life.
Shea was nervous too, he had kissed girls before, but never someone he felt anything for. He was just curious about kissing, so he went out with a girl he knew would kiss him, and he gave his first kiss away to a girl that he never talked to again.
They both giggled nervously. Then, Shea made the move they had both wanted inside.
His lips gently pressed against hers, her heart began beating about what seemed like 5000 beats per minute.
Their mouths opened and they began to French kiss. A meaningful, romantic, companionate kiss.
His hand slowly grazed her thigh, then her hip, going up her shirt. He then began slowly rubbing her up back, and then hit her bra. He started messing with the clip, trying to unclip it.
She pulled back, a little surprised. She liked kissing Shea, she really liked him, but she would prefer to keep her padded, push up bra that gave her what little breasts' she had, on.
"I'm so sorry." Shea said, looking very guilty.
"It's fine." She told him and kissed him again.
After about a hour, and a serous of first, they were laying down on the couch, with Shea on the top, with his hand back up her shirt, passionately kissing.
And that's when they heard Mr. and Mrs. Rodoskey walk in the house. Shea jumped off Vanessa, off the couch, into the chair. He slouched down, trying to look tried, leaned his head over on his hand, and stared at the TV.
Vanessa moved over to her side and started 'watching' the TV.
Mr. and Mrs. R walked in the living room and looked around.
"What is going on?" Mr. R asked suspiciously.
"Not much." Shea answered, not looking up from the TV.
"Um, okay, I think you two should get to bed." Mrs. R told them.
The cute, make-out partners couldn't help but giggle.
"Sorry, Mom, but that just sounds wrong." Shea said, giggling again.
"Well, I guess I can see why you thought that." Mrs. P said, giggling herself, "Sorry, I want you Vanessa to go up in the guest bedroom, and, Shea, go to your room!"
"LOL," Shea said, laughing this time, and getting off his chair. Vanessa followed.
"THAT was close!" She whispered, "And, LOL? What was that?"
"I have NO clue!" He said, as they were walking up the stairs.
They began with that little flirty laugh as they got to the top of the stairs. They walked over to the guest bedroom door, and Shea leaned over her.
"Hey, you do know that tonight wasn't nothing." he said, and gently kissed her.
"Yea, I do." she answered, kissing him back and walking into her room.
END FLASHBACK
I still think about that moment, when he told me that it wasn't nothing. It meant a lot to me. I felt wanted more at that moment then ever before, and when I'm with Shea, that's about the only time I ever feel wanted. I love him so much.