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night.
We sang along
with our favorite songs, Brendan holding a much better tune than I,
and stayed until the last note of the encore was played.
By the time we
got out of the crowded parking lot, it was way later than I usually
stayed out on a school night, but when Brendan asked, “You wanna
stop somewhere and get breakfast?” I couldn’t say no.
I didn’t want
the night to end.
So, even though
it was almost three in the morning, and we both had to be at school
the next morning, I found myself pulling into an all-night
diner.
Brendan got out
first, walked around the car to open my door, then held out his
hand and helped me out of the car. I swear, my insides got all
gushy. I’m not sure if it was from the excitement of the evening,
exhaustion, or him being a total sweetheart. Probably a combination
of the three, but for the first time in years I felt like a smitten
teenager, out on a date with the boy of my dreams.
It felt amazing .
Chapter
Thirteen ~ Brendan
Beep, beep,
beep …
“ Noooooo ,” I groaned as I reached a hand out and slapped at
my floor, trying to find the offensive alarm clock.
Victorious, I
covered my eyes with my arm and began to silently beg for the time
on that damn clock to be wrong.
I slid my other
hand beneath the covers, finding only my cell phone keeping me
company. Bronagh and I had decided to sleep separately, so that we
would at least get a couple hours asleep. We knew if we stayed
together, we would have more than likely found something else to
occupy our time.
I peaked
beneath my arm at the clock on my phone, and cursed when I realized
that the time on my alarm hadn’t magically been changed, but was
indeed correct.
“ Damnit !”
I pushed the
covers off my naked body and sat up slowly, pausing when I was
seated to try and get the fog out of my brain.
Last night had
been unreal.
Bronagh
surprising me, being at the concert with her, then stopping for
breakfast on the way home. All of it … I’d never shared a night
like that with a girl before. It was pretty sad to say at my age,
but it was true.
And the fact
that she’d paid attention to me, to what I enjoy, the music I like,
then gave me a gift for no other reason than to make me happy … I
almost didn’t know how to handle it. The joy that such a simple
gesture gave me.
Shit, I’d
gotten misty over it and had to pull myself together.
Suddenly the
phone went off in my hand, scaring the shit out of me. I’d
forgotten I was holding it.
“ Fuck ,”
I said, not thinking as I turned it on.
“Is that any
way to answer your damn phone?” Brock’s voice chastised as I
brought the phone to my ear.
“Sorry, man,” I
said, running my hand over my face as I tried to come fully awake.
“I’m still half asleep and the phone scared the fuck out of
me.”
“Don’t you have
class this morning?”
“Yeah,” I
answered, pushing off the mattress and getting to my feet. “I’m
getting ready to go now.”
“We haven’t
seen you in a while,” he said gruffly, and I knew he’d probably
gotten up early just to get in touch with me before school. We
didn’t usually go this long without seeing each other, or at least
checking in, but I’d been so caught up in Bronagh, that I hadn’t
reached out as usual.
“Yeah, sorry,
I’ve been busy.”
“Well, get
unbusy,” Brock ordered. “Tori and Dec miss seeing you, so you need
to stop by … soon.”
I grinned in
response. What he really meant was that he wanted to see me.
“Yeah, okay,
does tomorrow work? I can stop by the shop.”
“See you
then.”
“Later,” I
said, then turned off my phone and grabbed some clothes off the
floor, hoping like hell they weren’t funky.
I rolled up to
class with minutes to spare, so the hallway was empty, except for
me and Bronagh heading toward our classroom from opposite
directions.
She paused a
few feet from the door, off to the side so the students already
inside couldn’t see her.
Her eyes
We sang along
with our favorite songs, Brendan holding a much better tune than I,
and stayed until the last note of the encore was played.
By the time we
got out of the crowded parking lot, it was way later than I usually
stayed out on a school night, but when Brendan asked, “You wanna
stop somewhere and get breakfast?” I couldn’t say no.
I didn’t want
the night to end.
So, even though
it was almost three in the morning, and we both had to be at school
the next morning, I found myself pulling into an all-night
diner.
Brendan got out
first, walked around the car to open my door, then held out his
hand and helped me out of the car. I swear, my insides got all
gushy. I’m not sure if it was from the excitement of the evening,
exhaustion, or him being a total sweetheart. Probably a combination
of the three, but for the first time in years I felt like a smitten
teenager, out on a date with the boy of my dreams.
It felt amazing .
Chapter
Thirteen ~ Brendan
Beep, beep,
beep …
“ Noooooo ,” I groaned as I reached a hand out and slapped at
my floor, trying to find the offensive alarm clock.
Victorious, I
covered my eyes with my arm and began to silently beg for the time
on that damn clock to be wrong.
I slid my other
hand beneath the covers, finding only my cell phone keeping me
company. Bronagh and I had decided to sleep separately, so that we
would at least get a couple hours asleep. We knew if we stayed
together, we would have more than likely found something else to
occupy our time.
I peaked
beneath my arm at the clock on my phone, and cursed when I realized
that the time on my alarm hadn’t magically been changed, but was
indeed correct.
“ Damnit !”
I pushed the
covers off my naked body and sat up slowly, pausing when I was
seated to try and get the fog out of my brain.
Last night had
been unreal.
Bronagh
surprising me, being at the concert with her, then stopping for
breakfast on the way home. All of it … I’d never shared a night
like that with a girl before. It was pretty sad to say at my age,
but it was true.
And the fact
that she’d paid attention to me, to what I enjoy, the music I like,
then gave me a gift for no other reason than to make me happy … I
almost didn’t know how to handle it. The joy that such a simple
gesture gave me.
Shit, I’d
gotten misty over it and had to pull myself together.
Suddenly the
phone went off in my hand, scaring the shit out of me. I’d
forgotten I was holding it.
“ Fuck ,”
I said, not thinking as I turned it on.
“Is that any
way to answer your damn phone?” Brock’s voice chastised as I
brought the phone to my ear.
“Sorry, man,” I
said, running my hand over my face as I tried to come fully awake.
“I’m still half asleep and the phone scared the fuck out of
me.”
“Don’t you have
class this morning?”
“Yeah,” I
answered, pushing off the mattress and getting to my feet. “I’m
getting ready to go now.”
“We haven’t
seen you in a while,” he said gruffly, and I knew he’d probably
gotten up early just to get in touch with me before school. We
didn’t usually go this long without seeing each other, or at least
checking in, but I’d been so caught up in Bronagh, that I hadn’t
reached out as usual.
“Yeah, sorry,
I’ve been busy.”
“Well, get
unbusy,” Brock ordered. “Tori and Dec miss seeing you, so you need
to stop by … soon.”
I grinned in
response. What he really meant was that he wanted to see me.
“Yeah, okay,
does tomorrow work? I can stop by the shop.”
“See you
then.”
“Later,” I
said, then turned off my phone and grabbed some clothes off the
floor, hoping like hell they weren’t funky.
I rolled up to
class with minutes to spare, so the hallway was empty, except for
me and Bronagh heading toward our classroom from opposite
directions.
She paused a
few feet from the door, off to the side so the students already
inside couldn’t see her.
Her eyes
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