Theadore's Man...My Dream Man 21

By time it was midnight, I was in a grim mod, and still packing every object in the house I call home. But soon, it wouldn’t be my home. Nope, it would be Garen’s. Yea, that’s right. Instead of moving into the place that my dad had arranged, he decided that it would be good if Garen lived here. He would send monthly payments to the address in California my dad had already given to Garen.

I think I was still in shock even after I stopped packing for the night, and slipped into the pajamas I had left out for tonight. I really couldn’t contemplate moving, but here I was, getting ready to leave. It would have been better if I would just have been relocating to another place in the county, or even another city, but a new STATE>?!! Especially one so far away, it was horrific. Sighing, I slipped into my still made bed, and looked at my now bare room. Once a room that was filled with my precious belongings. My walls filled with photographs of my life. Now they were stuffed into a shoebox ready to be shipped of to my dreaded new house in CALI. Turns out my parents had already found a place and had been keeping this from me for a little over two months, After I found out this chocking news, I refused to talk to them. So did Teddy.

Not long after Bryce had left, she also had started filling bags and boxes with the things in her room. We hadn’t talked since we found out that we were leaving good ol’ West Virginia. My sister was definitely labeled as a city girl, so I thought she’d be happy t move, other than the inconvience of Bryce, but no. W.V, no matter how country it was, in her head was also where she had grown up. Putting all thoughts of this from my mind, soon I drifted off to sleep by the sound of my radio.

I woke around 7 ‘o’ clock in the morning, with the sound of thunder and the brightness of lightning soaring through the sky like it was trying to reach heaven. Why I woke so early was a mystery to me. A mystery I didn’t question. There was tasks I had only today and tomorrow to do. The one I dreaded most was the one I was going to miss the most. The one I would never se again, and I was absolutely not going to talk to after today. No! It would be to painful to talk to him after I leave, knowing that no matter how much I love him, my love cannot cover the distance between us, even if he did love me. Which, he didn’t. In a way I was grateful. Who would want to live that far away from the one you love, and one who loves you back, knowing nothing could come out of it. Nothing positive anyway. I was aware I was being pessimistic, not thinking about the good things that could happen. Most girls that live here in the Mountain State would sell their arms, and probably even a leg to get to move to that sunshiny state!!!!! Not me!!! Oh Well, I thought as wiggled out of my Pj’s, annoyed that I couldn’t be more content with moving. Everyone was still asleep so I decided to take a relaxing bath. Turning the knobs on the antique shower to steaming hot, just the way I loved it. While the refreshing water ran through my brown hair, my thoughts kept wondering back to the most important reason I wanted to remain here. Brody. Quit!!!!! Right now, I just wanted to relax. And that’s exactly what I did.

When I stepped out of the shower onto the towel covering the linoleum floor, I heard me cell phone ring from down the hall in y room. Opening the door, I started out in nothing but a towel. Soon I was on the floor cursing like a drunken sailor over my clumsiness. I hastily got up after tripping over my own to feet. I made it to my cell just in time. The thing was, before I even thought about looking at the caller ID, I answered the damn thing.

“Fuck…Hello??” I hissed into the phone, still cussing after almost cracking my skull in half. But I didn’t crack my skull in half, nope, I just put a huge bruise on my forehead.

“Hey Kennedy. Are u okay??”

I froze at the sound of that sexilishious voice. Brody.

“Oh, Umm, Yea, I’m fine, just had a little trip.” I countered, while I put the phone on speaker so I could dress while speaking.

“To the floor I’m assuming.” He laughed as he said this, and I nearly dies at the sound of it. How long had it been since I heard him laugh?? 4 days? 4 weeks? 4 years?

“Yea, you know me, not to graceful.” I was nervous!! Never was I ever nervous around Brody.

“What are you doing?? You sound like your struggling with something.” He said, sounding suspicious.

Just to toy with him a little, I replied “Yea, I’m struggling with this totally hot guys zipper. Man, them things just get harder by the second to undo!!”

That’s when he freaked. I mean, he sounded panicked, really honestly, genuinely mortified and afraid of what I had just said.

“Oh, my gawd Kennedy. You should have told me you had a guy over, I’m really sorry for calling, I knew it was a bad idea it’s just I didn’t think you’d be doi --”

He kept rambling on like a broken record so I yelled at him. “Brody!!!! I was kidding. I’m not fumbling or struggling with any ones zipper but my own.”

That, was not a good choice on my part. Me saying that seemed to scare him even more. What is wrong with him?? We used to play around like this all the time and now he’s getting all weird and scared and actually thinks I’m doing something with a guy!! Yea me, a guy. Nope, we do not mix. Remember, I’ve only kissed 2 guys. One was gay, the other was a beast.

“Okay, listen, forget meeting me, we can reschedule sorry for--”

“Brody Damn it listen to me!!!!!!!!!!!!” I roared into the phone.

“I am NOT with any guy, and I’m only struggling with my zipper because I just got out of the shower, and I’m trying to dress my bare ass, but your making it hard because I’m trying to set you straight and tell you, there is no guy here with me! You should know better than to think that! I was just kidding around!”

“I’m such and ass hole. I should have known you weren’t serious. Gawd, just, are you coming to meet me today? We need to talk.” He sounded disgusted with himself. And personally, I didn’t blame him.

“Yea, I’ll come, but only because I have something to tell you. Not because you deserve for me to come. You have been a dick lately. See ya at noon.” This was, of course, an utter and total lie, but he didn’t know that. The only coming to tell him something, I mean. For any reason at all, I would have died to see Brody.

Without waiting for a response, I clicked my phone shut, and threw it on my bed, where it tumbled onto the floor.

After I had gotten dressed, sporting a short khaki skirt, a brown with white striped cami, a mid sleeved matching khaki jacket, and white flops I sauntered my way down into the kitchen where Teddy and Garen were packing cooking supplies. By now it was 11 30 and I was on my way to meet up with Brody. My nerves were shooting through the roof already, but when Garen and Theadore looked up wide eyed, it shot another notch higher. My hair, which had taken me and hour to do, was curled into curly q curls. Half of then were hanging down a little past my shoulders while the other half were clipped behind my head. My bangs were hanging on one side, perfectly straight. My make-up had taken up another hour of my valuable, or not so valuable, time. Skin colored gloss was sheening over my thin lips. Like always, I had mascara and eyeliner on, but today, I used mascara on my lower lids also. Dark grey eye shadow was covering my lids over my green eyes, while I had put a pale pink blush on my cheeks. I stopped dead in my tracks at the looks in their widened eyes.

“What?” I asked, My cheeks flushing with embarrassment. I must look like a fool!! Using all of this make- up and wearing a skirt!! I NEVER dress up, but this was a different occasion. “Do I look that bad?? Oh lord!!” I whirled around, ready to start taking steps two at a time to get into my room, and change out of this foolish outfit, and throw my hair up. But before I could step out of the door way Teddy stopped me.

“You look …………” Her words trailed off into the air.

“Amazing!” Garen finished.

“That’s not even the word for it. You look so damn beautiful Kennedy!!”
Those words coming from Teddy’s mouth nearly stopped my heart. Never have I been called beautiful. Well, maybe once from my mom or dad, or a couple of times from dorks at school. But never from my not so adoring sister.

“You almost make me wanna turn straight!!” Garen exclaimed, putting down the box he was holding. Whoa. Okay, why do I think I look like Godzilla in a skirt, when they think I look “Beautiful”

I gave them both a reproachful look. “If you guys are lying to me, I will have your heads once I get back from this “meeting”.”

They both held up their hands, and made an oath they weren’t lying.

Rolling my eyes, I made my way out the front door, not listening to the question of who it was I was “meeting” and what my intentions were with them. I took a deep breath, and started walking my way to Coco’s Camber coffee shop not to far from my house.