Chapter 18 First date… Not really…

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But on the contrary. I could even finish my carrot and the only think I drowned was my chocolate pudding. (I hadn't paid attention when I put vanilla on…) I hadn't even noticed that Jamie and Xavier sat down.

"Hey guys." said Xavier before asking me if I was eating that pudding.

"Taylor, I want to apologize for my behaviour. I should have…" said Jamie sadly before I stopped her with a grunt.

"You can have him, he's ALL yours."

"What I was about to say was that I should have thought about your feelings before I said such a horrible thing. I know you like Warren much more than I do."

"What's up with your vocabulary? Have you been taking English lessons without me knowing?" asked Jordan suspicious. Jamie ignored her.

"Have you stopped liking Warren?" asked Xavier with his mouth full of pudding. I didn't even bother to ask him how he knew I liked him because Jamie turned pink and looked away.

"No way! I like him now more than ever! I'm just annoyed with him… And it is clear that he don't like me back…" I said sadly.

"I'm gona die of misery!"

"Don't be so dramatic." said Jordan, but patted me on the shoulder.

"Come closer…" I said in a hoarse voice. Jordan rolled her eyes but applied.

"I'm… So cold…" I said even more dramatically, like I was really dying.

"Yeah I know. It's a bit chilly in here…" said Jordan and looked at the windows.

"You have to feel the scene Jordan! Christ…" I said and became "myself" again.

"I don't find it that odd really." said Xavier after he had emptied the pudding.

"Really…?" I said and looked angry at him. He suddenly looked up and excused himself.

"I didn't mean it like that! I meant that you guys haven't talked or anything!"

"Ok, well what do you call it when two people use their mouth to communicate?" I asked still eyeing him.

"Well you have been talking, but you haven't really been talking."

"Oh NOW I get it!" said smiling but became serious again. "What do you take me for? A genius?!"

"Look. I'll only say this once. You need to talk to get to know each other." He said patiently. I nodded, he was right after all. I've never found conversation so important but, I guess that's were I failed. If I had known him I would have known why he said sorry.

"But Warren is not a very chatty guy!"

"You could try right?" said Xavier like an old wise man. I couldn't do anything but to nod again. Being a teenager is so hard…

"I don't know why you care so much about this apologize thing. He kissed you said he was sorry. End of story! The show must go on." said Jordan, impatient to get to our next class.

"What show?" asked Jamie confused. Jordan gave her a little smile which meant I'm glad she's back to normal and than said:

"It's a matter of speaking!"

(Something that felt like a life time later…)

The thoughts were bussing in my head as I walked home after school. Perhaps Jordan was right; perhaps it wasn't a big deal. It wasn't like we were getting married or anything and I had got to kiss him after all. But he had said he was sorry for it, so I guess it doesn't count… No, no! I can not be so negative! Warren is a great guy and I'm going over to his house this afternoon to join him for dinner and THAN I can judge if I have a reason to be depressed or not!

I held on to this though as I opened the front door and burst in side. It was good to feel so confident, but I mustn't get my hopes up though… My ant Sienna did that once, she lost a toe… (I have a couple of crazy relatives…)

"Hey sweetie!" said mom from the kitchen.

"Hey mom." I said happily after getting my confidence back.

"Why are you so happy?" she asked when I had joined her in the kitchen.

"No special reason…" I mumbled and took a large bite of the apple she gave me.

"Is this about that Wade guy?"

"Warren mom! Warren!" I said and rolled my eyes.

"Warren sorry…"

"I'm surprised you remember my name, but after 15 years it shouldn't be that hard." I said with my mouth full of apple. "And yes as a matter of facts it is. He asked me to join him and his mom for dinner tonight."

"Oh Laura will fall in love with you!" said mom excitedly.

"Laura?"

"Warren's mom. I've met her a couple of times during Cyrus' football matches, she makes them uniforms."

"Interesting…" I said slowly but without interest. It wasn't like I was gona use my entire afternoon talking to Warren's mom about soccer uniforms. Hell no!

"Well, I'll be in my room if you need me." I said and went up to my room.

"What the…" I said as I saw my window. It was shut with all kind of locks. Even some of dad's nails were holding the window shut. What was he think I was gona do? Sneak out to see Warren again without his precious permeation? He had made it quite clear that he didn't want me too so this is just a sign that he doesn't trust me. I ignored it and went over to my WAY to full wardrobe and chose a brown silk shirt and a pair of tight jeans, didn't want to look too dressed up either.

"Aw you look so nice! Do you want me to do your make-up?" asked Cyrus in a sweet girly voice as I entered the living room to say good bye to mom.

"I know you have experience and all, but I've already done my make-up." I said and smiled. He threw me a nasty look before he answered coolly.

"At least let me wax that moustache of yours, or are you saving?" I threw my self after him but tripped over a chair costing Cyrus to burst out laughing.

"I'll get you later VIRUS!" I yelled after him as he ran up stairs.

"IT'S CYRUS!"

I rolled my eyes in frustration.

"Would you stop smiling?!" I asked her hysterically because I happen to know the reason she was smiling so flagrantly.

"I can't help it sweetie! You're first date!" she said happily.

"This is NOT a date mom! And I have been on a date before you know."

Yeah, but not with a boy I like."

"There is one thing I don't understand…" I said slowly. "You like Warren, a dark and mysterious guy, but you didn't like Mitch Omar, captain of the chess team? I understand you of course, but it's not normal that a mother should like guys like Warren." (Yes, I have dated the chess captain. But he made me! He told me that he would tell everybody about my obsession with Barbie dolls if I didn't go out with him… It was two years ago, I was young, I like Barbie dolls! And he was unfortunately my neighbour…)

"Ugh, Mitch Omar? He was boring." she said in an icky voice.

"Exactly! You're supposed to love him!"

"I don't like boring guys…"

"You married dad didn't you?" she shot me a dangerous look before she went back to her laundry folding.

"You should know that your dad was the leader of the band 'sex and rock'n role'." she said proudly. I looked up, amazed.

"Really? Were they good?"

"They didn't have one cell of musical talent in them, but still pretty cool."

"Sure mom, pretty cool…" I lied.

"You look nice by the way."

"Thanks!"