I woke up the next morning to unusual sunlight streaming across my bed. I folded the covers over and stretched lightly I looked at the clock, a quarter to six, no wonder the alarm hadn't woken me up yet, I had another fifteen minutes. I climbed out of bed and grabbed a set of clothes and ran across the hall thanking the lord that Jared wasn't up once I caught sight of myself. My hair was a rat's nest piled high on my head. I quickly put some shampoo in it as the water for the shower heated up and then jumped in, a trick I had learned for some chain mail. And people say it sucks.
I got ready within twenty minutes, a record not counting days I overslept and the crept across the hall to wake up my brother. Next I walked to the guest room to find Jared sprawled across the bed looking amazing, Only that boy could pull off drooling and bed head. I silently tip toed over to the side of the bed and leaned over Jared. First I kissed his cheek lightly, then his forehead, he started smiling lightly and his breathing was no longer deep so I knew he was awake. All the same I decided to indulge him and leaned down to lightly press my lips against his.
Jared however had other plans, he wrapped is arms around my waist and pulled me on top of him, deepening the kiss. I got lost in the little world I went to whenever Jared kissed me before remembering how my parents were just down the hall and hence, pulled away.
"Good morning sunshine." He smiled at me.
"Well hello to you too!" I smiled back at him. "Sounds as if Larry is done in the bathroom." I added as I got up to go eat.
I heard the springs of the bed screech as Jared climbed out of bed. I ran down stairs and into the kitchen where my mother was sitting. Crap.
"Kimmy sweetheart I think we ought to talk."
"We could, then again we could not." I replied coolly as I grabbed out two bowls for when Jared got out of the shower, the stomping above me told me Larry was looking for clothes in the laundry room.
"Kimmy I am so very sorry for forgetting your birthday but don't you think your reacting, holding a grudge wont get you anywhere." I snorted and attempted to change the subject.
"Where is dad?"
"Oh well, he had one too many glasses of champagne so he wont be going into work today, plus well he thinks I am the one being unreasonable and that you have every right to be mad at us." My mother rolled her eyes.
"Mom what did we do for Tibby's sweet sixteen?" I asked her folding my arms over my chest forgetting the bowl of Trix sitting in front of me.
"Well…we had that party with the family and all of our friends of course. And we got Tib her first car, that red on she ran into the tree, I still haven't figured out why the city decided to plant that so close to the road…" She answered innocently. That tree by the way, the one so close to the road, was in a park. Then my point dawned on my mother "Oh, you want a car! Well that seems fair; if you pass your test then we can pick one up later. Your grades are better than Tibby's at any rate."
"Mother a car isn't the point! I don't care about a car."
"Oh…not even a nice Chevy or one of those minis like in that movie you like so well, The Italian Jab or something like that?"
"Mom! You forgot my birthday, that is the point! You forget me all of the time because you are so wrapped up in your other children."
"Well honey a wedding is a big deal, but if it's a party your after you can just ask…" I heard the shower turn off upstairs and all I wanted to do was end thins now. I could see my mother wasn't going to get the point, so I decided.
I could have a mother who ignored me or I could have a mother who ignored me, and a new car. I was going f or option two, plus I could use the money I had saved to buy a used car from the classifieds or something to buy Jared a gift for his birthday in a couple months.
"No mom I don't want a party. But can we go to the DMV for the test this afternoon?"
"Of course darling, and we can go to the car dealership this weekend!"
"Alright then, could we go Saturday, Jared asked me if I would meet his parents on Sunday last night."
"Sure thing, I am going back to bed, I just got up to talk to you and get some aspirin. Oh tell Larry he has to catch the bus this morning, it comes about ten minuets after you normally leave so he wont have to be ready early. Have a good day sweetie."
After my mother's footsteps faded I was left alone in the kitchen. I sighed at my soggy Trix and spun a few times on the swivel barstool I was sitting at. I looked at the clock, there were fifteen minuets before we had to go, and I figured I ought to go warn the boys. As I went to turn around I felt two warm arms wrap around my torso, hugging me tightly. I hugged the arms back awkwardly before turning my face to kiss Jared softly.
"Less than fifteen minutes, Trix, cheerios, or granola bar?" I asked him when I regained my thoughts.
"Well…are all of the Trix that soggy or just yours." He wrinkled his nose in distaste and I laughed softly.
"Just mine." I assured him passing over the colorful box. He smiled and kissed my cheek before filling his bowl so it nearly overflowed. As Jared dug in, me marveling at his eating technique, Larry ran in looking to the clock seeing he had only five minuets he grabbed a granola bar and began to eat it. "You're bussing it to the asylum today." I told him as I put the milk in the fridge and grabbed my book bag.
"I can drive him too Kim." Jared offered.
"No that's alright, Dana is riding this week because her parent's car broke. That girl is fine. Know what I mean man." Larry replied grinning. The pervert. I looked to Jared to see what he would say.
"No." Good I thought. "I don't go for twelve year olds dude. I don't go for anyone, except your sister that is." He turned to smile at me and grabbed my hand I nearly melted.
"Whatever, I'm going, don't be gross." Larry replied grimacing as he walked out.
"Alright lover boy. You heard the man no being gross, or cute, whatever you prefer to call it. Besides we better go."
As we got in the car Jared started fidgeting a bit. So I asked him point blank what was the matter.
"Nothing, nothing at all. Just well, have you heard about the dance they're holding a week before school gets out, the semi-formal in about a month?"
"Yeah, Liza was talking about how Mark asked her to go Saturday."
"Well…" I knew perfectly well what he was hedging at but I figured I might as well string him along a bit.
"Well what?"
"Kim…" He waited for me to say something but when I didn't oblige he added; "Did you want to go?"
"Oh yeah I'm going with James."
"James?"
"James."
"I thought James was gay."
"Sure he is." I joked sarcastically, however when I saw Jared shaking and gripping the wheel tightly I realized my joke had not gone over well. "Jared babe, relax! He is gay, I was just yanking your chain, and I was actually hoping my boyfriend would take me." I smiled at him softly as I put my hand on his shoulder. After he parked he turned to me looking rather ashamed.
"I'm sorry Kim, I over reacted. Forgive me?"
"Forgive you, I'm sorry! I should have joked at your expense like that, but if its any consolation jealous Jared is really cute." His smile matched mine as he got out of the car and came around to my side, glowing in the sunlight, and pressed is soft warm lips to my own.
I laughed lightly, happily, as we pulled apart. "Ready for another day of higher education?"
"Sure thing ducky." He replied, grinning.
"Cute Jared, but don't start calling me that regularly."
"Deal." He shook my hand for good measure, keeping hold of it as we walked to our lockers.
Anyone who catches the movie reference/quote at the end of this chapter can be my new best friend, and they can have a cookie, with rainbow sprinkles.
I'm still at my aunt's house but found some time to edit this one chapter I had done already and post however I don't know that I'll be able to do anymore until later in the week.
So one more chapter to go before the "Furry Little Secret" comes out and it is kind of a filler but it may be necessary later depending on how long I keep this story going. I might finish this rather soon then do a sequel once I get into the swing of school or just keep it going longer and update whenever I get the chance. Opinions?
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