Theadore's Man....My Dream Man....

Brody’s soothing voice flowed into my ears, making me regret ever thinki9ng about not talking to him on my stay here. We always joked around with each other, and this was one of those times. But I knew he was referring to the little spying “accident”

“A few……” I replied.

“HAHA….So…What’s your favorite??”

“That’s for me to know, and you to never find out.” Even though I was aware we were joking about me seeing Brody naked while spying, I couldn’t help but feel utterly comfortable with Brody. Even if I loved him, we will always be best friends and definitely act like it. Not even that can make things awkward between us.

“I think I already know, you little Miss Peeping Tom.”

I laughed. “THAT was a total accident thankyouverymuch. Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Well, I don’t have to have to flatter myself, everyone else does it for me.” He was joking, of course, Brody wouldn’t say something like that and mean it, but it still reminded me of the player he’d turned into.

“Yea, like your four girlfriends??? Wow, Brody, how much have you changed?? I mean, I know how much your Bodys changed, but your ego seemed to grow a little also.”

“Well, I decided when you left, since I would be lonely and all, that I needed to make some new friends. That were girls. So, I changed my looks a little, and now I have lots of friends.” He replied laughingly, while I was thinking “Yea, friends with BENEFITS!!”

“So, I think that you should meet me, in an hour, at my house.” He stated, “I’ll see you then.”

Not waiting for my reply, he hung up. I don’t think he really wanted to bring up the girlfriend thing, like I did.

Sliding my cell back into my pocket, I decided to get something to eat.

I walked over and started digging in the fridge, looking for ANYTHING to eat. Gawd, eve gay guys never have food in the house!!!

“I know, there’s no food. We can’t all eat everything in the house and not get fat like you Ken.” I turned around to a grinning Garen.

“Hey there, have fun?” I asked, sliding out a chair to sit in.

He also sat down.

“You know it. You know what I think?? I think that we need to go to the club tonight, and find you a summer fling.”

“No thanks, my heart is broken, and I don’t think there will EVER be room for anyone else.” I sighed, purposely being over dramatic. This caused Brody to break out in hysterics, which I have NO Idea why.

“Oh, and by the way, Brody just called me.”

He sobbered up, and stared at me.

“What’d he say??”

“Oh, not much, I’m just meeting him in an hour…..at his house.” I shrugged , acting nonchalant. In a way, I was nervous. Just pondering over seeing him made butterflies flutter in my stomach. But then again, it was Brody. No way would I ever be nervous, uncomfortable, or uneasy around my long-time best friend.

He stood up, and crossed his arms.

“I swear to goodness, if he breaks your heart, again, I will smash his head in like I smash beer cans on my head.”

Now I just looked at him like he was a moron. Which no, he wasn’t a moron. He was a moron trying to make jokes, but the jokes weren’t funny. Plus, with the way Brody was lookin, I doubt Hulk Hogan could smash his head like a beer can, let alone GAREN!!!! But I did not, of course, inform him of this fact.

I stood up and patted him on the back, “Thanks for caring.” I said, and left with a grumbling stomach.

With nothing to do ,I laid down on the not-so comforting- floor, and stared at the ceiling. After about 45 minutes of doing so I came to a conclusion. I was making things WAY more complicated than they were. Brody didn’t love me. So, we were still friends. My trip here would be fun. I will hang out with Garen, Brody , and maybe even Bryce. I will NOT think of Brody as anything but my friend!

I got up, fixed my hair and make-up, and started walking to Brody’s house, which only took me about 30 seconds. I knocked on the door, feeling like I used to when I still lived here, coming over to Brody’s every day.

Brody’s mom answered the door.

Her face lit up. And she embraced me in one of her comforting bear hugs!

“Kennedy Dear!! How nice to see you!!! WoW!!!! You look soo different. But your still Beautiful like always!!”

I hugged her back, and smiled my biggest.

“And you look like you haven’t aged a bit Mrs. Rollinds!”

Okay, maybe this wasn’t Completely true, but I was taught to be polite. And that was very polite.

“Oh, now, you don’t need to be flattering me. Your still me favorite friend Brody’s ever had.”

“I’m the ONLY friend Brody’s ever had. Well, up until lately anyway.” We both laughed while making our way to the kitchen. It was like a tradition that every time I cam over to brody’s, his mom would lead me into the kitchen, and give me one of her homemade cookies. Which, she ALWAYS had.

“Isn’t that the truth.” She muttered as she handed me the cookie jar.

I always did like Brody’s mom. She was a plump, jolly woman, with laughing brown eyes. While Brody’s eyes were dark, depths, of a warm brown, his mothers were more of a bright gold. With her red hair piled on top of her head, you would never guess she was Brody’s mother.

“Brodys still in the shower, so he’ll be a few more minutes. While we are waiting, tell me about your life in Cali.”

I told her EVERYTHING. From how my sisters changed, how my parents broke up, and even Nelpoit (my only friend in Cali.) Yupp, everything except how her son tore me to pieces. I feel comfortable with her, so it was easy to let everything out for once. Plus, she is a GREAT listener.

After I was done, it had been about 20 minutes, and still Brody was nowhere.

Me and Mrs. Rollinds made small talk for another 5 minutes, until finally Brody came down.

He was wearing faded blue jeans, and a plain white T-shirt (HAHA). His hair was spiked, and his lip ring made him look even more hotter than he would be w/o it.

I was totally gawking, and I knew that I should stop, but I couldn’t.

But I wasn’t the only one. Brody was also staring at me with bulging eyeballs.

He came over to me, and to my surprise, picked me up from my chair, and squeezed me harder than even his mom, which was totally unusual. I hugged him back, and in the process, got a whif of the clone he had used. Wow, he smelled……delicious?? My senses went into overdrive and I noted every little detail about him.

“Well, I’ll just go finish the laundry while you kids reunite.” Brody’s mom said happily as Brody finally sat me down.

And that was it. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I looked directly into Brody’s beautiful eyes, and stared unblinkingly. He stared back. We stood like that for a VERY long time. And over that time I had felt a pressure building inside of me. One that had built up so big, and was so powerful, I couldn’t control it any longer. I started crying. Still looking into Brody’s eyes, silent joyful, tears flowed freely down my cheeks. Without breaking eye contact Brody wiped them away with his thumbs. The rest of the pressure threatening to explode finally did in that moment. Holding his hands to my face, I leaned in, and kissed Brody. Light, single kisses until Brody finally took over, and kissed me with an unbridled passion I never knew he had. And for now, just for this moment, it was all for me.