Chapter 17
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. "Wake up sleepy head!" It wasn't Seth, but Leah. I did like Leah, she was nice to me. A lot. "Wha…what?" Leah smiled down at me. She was really close to my face. "We never got to finish our conversation yesterday!" I sat up then curled my legs to my chest. "Ok, go on." She flopped on the bed. "Well like I said, Seth totally loves you," she twirled a piece of hair around a finger and swayed her feet in the air looking like a gossiping teenager, "well when you were that ass Jack, he was moping. He was so upset that he wasn't your first kiss! I thought I was going to die laughing." I blushed intensely. How could he be so upset over that? "So I was thinking, you better kiss him and kiss him like you mean it." My eyes grew wide. "How else would I kiss him?" she smiled and shrugged.
Her gaze went to my alarm clock. "Oh crap! Gotta go, it's my shift!" I smiled, hugged her, and waved her off. I wondered why she was so nice to me. I heard Seth's voice yell out "Is she up yet??" quickly I stood up and looked in the mirror. I tried to tame my hair with my fingers but was unsuccessful. I ran down the stairs and hopped into Seth's lap. "You were my first kiss." I squirmed in his lap more excited than I had ever been. "W…what?" I smiled more and more. "When I was six, it was your birthday. I remembered Mom kissed Dad on his birthday. So I kissed you. Dead on the lips, you were my first kiss." At this point I was beaming. Seth chuckled. "And what brought this on so suddenly?"
"Leah told me about you Mr. Mopey Pants!" I laughed while trying to tickle him. He started laughing too, he fell over and I pinned him. I gave up on the tickling and stared down at Seth. He was actually really handsome and how I hadn't fallen in love with him before was sheer mystery. I bit my bottom lip, blushing intensely. He wanted to be mine and wanted me to be his. There was something so perfect about this that I thought I may just faint.
Gently I kissed Seth like I had when I was six years old. Confused and loving. Kissing Seth was like eating Whopper malt candies and drinking . Sweet and smooth. I buried my face into Seth's neck, afraid of what he would say. He leaned his head to cradle mine where it was and slipped his arms around me. Never in my life had I liked being the normal one, until now. I felt good being the normal one. I felt good being draped in Seth's unconditional love. Most of all it felt good to have someone feel the same way I did about them.
"Blake Charlene Black, you are by far the most indecisive girl I've met. First you're confident in kissing me and now you're hiding." I shivered. No one ever used my middle name. I peeked out and looked at Seth. "Is that a problem?" he shook his head and grinned. "No, I love it." Lying here I felt like the ugly duckling turning into the beautiful swan.