After the movie was over Becky said she should go home. But before she left she reminded that we had to go on a double date together soon. I agreed and closed the door behind her.

Billy Boy came out of his room, "She's already gone?" He asked. I nodded and looked at my Hello Batty watch.

"Mom and dad are going to be home soon, probably. I'm going to bed and you should do the same."

I went to bed thinking that the sooner I fall asleep, the sooner I wake up and it will be night again. I could search the town, the whole world with Jagger.

I woke up with my mom standing over me. "Good morning, Raven. You're up early." She said like she didn't know that it was her who woke me up.

"Yep. I guess I went to bed pretty early last night," I sat up making my mom stand up strait with her arms crossed over her chest. It was 6:30, I groaned to show that I was still tired and wanted to go back to sleep. "Mom may I ask you, Uh, what are you doing in here?" I said abruptly.

"Could we have breakfast this morning, together?" She said with an innocent smile. "I have waffles!"

"Okay, just let me get up and dressed quickly." I heard the words come out of my mouth faster than I could stop it. How could I get out of this breakfast? My mom will do or say something that will bring me out of my good, new mood. But she did say she had waffles.

My mom walked out of my room, turning on the light and closing the door. I thought she knew me better than to turn on the light. I hopped out of bed, locked the door, and flipped the light switch to return my room into the dark oasis it always was for me.

I threw open my closet and threw on the first thing I saw: black pajama sweatpants and a Nightmare before Christmas T-shirt that was getting too small for me. I grabbed a rubber band to put my hair into a messy ponytail.

I sat at the table with one leg pulled up to my chest. "I thought you were going to get dressed."

"I did. Sorry that I don't wear nice dress suits to breakfast like normal people do," I said sarcastically. But my mom ignored me and put down a plate of waffles.

"Do you want milk or orange juice?" she said returning to the refrigerator.

"Neither."

My mom sat down a few moments later with a glass of milk for herself. She was directly across from me, and looked at me with a serious expression.

"Now, Raven this isn't easy for me to talk to you about," her face started to lighten up a bit and I started to get ideas what our talk was about. "This is about you and Alexander." My theory was right, "Now I know that when it comes to sex you will do the right thing. At least I think you will, if I have raised you well,"

There she went trying to guilt me into promising not to have sex. I took a breath about to open my mouth to talk but my mom kept talking. "Just wait until your ready, and be safe. Now the next thing I had to say," she looked down at her empty plate in front of her as I prepared two waffles for myself. "You and Alexander have been together every night for a while. I think you should stay home some nights. You could really get you grades up. Maybe bring him over; you say he studies a lot so maybe he could help you with your homework."

I was confused, I never had good grades and she always said I should try harder but didn't seem to care anymore than that. I stared at her for a moment before it hit me: She doesn't like Alexander. She doesn't know him but doesn't like him.

"Why are you saying this?" I asked not able to think of anything else to say, "You don't like Alexander do you?"

"No, Raven, I would never dislike anyone you liked so much. I just think that you are with him all the time." She tried defending herself.

"I barely see him. He is home schooled remember?" I started to raise my voice getting madder. "I onlysee him at night!"

"I'm sorry honey," she looked up as if she was looking for something on the ceiling.

"And I just came back and haven't seen Alexander in a week," I explained.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry Raven." She apologized and looked at her watch. "I have to go now."

I nodded and watched my mom pour herself coffee, in an awkward silence. She grabbed her briefcase on her way out the door. Once the door closed I let out my breath loudly. When I finished my breakfast I went to Billy Boy's door and knocked loudly. I stood out the door a moment and yelled, "Waffles in the kitchen!"

I walked to my room and lied down on my bed. Billy Boy walked past my open door to the kitchen. What should I do to get Alexander out of my head? I thought about Jagger. Could I remember what he looked like? It was only a couple of day since I saw him last but his picture was fading quickly from my mind. I thought about him for a while but then decided to do something completely different because I was getting more depressed thinking about Jagger.

I lined up ten movies to watch during the day, although I wouldn't make it threw all of them. I popped the first disk in and let myself be taken in by it.