Sky
I sit at the piano, trying to get lost in the music. Cash has late dance practice the next couple days so I've only been able to see him before school and during third period. Everytime my phone buzzes, I jump, hoping to see a text from Cash. But it's only Mayson.
Mayson: Want to hang out, eat oreos, and watch a show? It's been too long since we've hung out.
Me: Sure. But I know you're only texting me because Dillion is at dance practice. ;)
Mayson: So? I bet you're sitting at your piano right now, trying to ignore the fact that you miss hanging out with Cash.
Me: Touche. See you soon. And don't forget the oreos.
She hearts my message and I head downstairs to let mom know Mayson is on her way.
"So, spill," Mayson says once we are sitting on the couch with a movie we have seen a thousand times playing in the background. "How are things with Cash?"
"We almost kissed. When we had a big food fight the other night." I tell her the whole story.
"Why didn't you kiss him? I know he's dying to kiss you!"
I shrug. "I haven't told him yet that I have fibromyalgia. I don't want him to get himself into something he doesn't understand, if that makes sense."
"You're such an anomaly. Most kids our age are kissing, and so much more, sometimes without going on a single date. A kiss isn't a life long commitment."
"I know that. I just," I sigh. "I dunno. It's a big deal to me. You know I am not an affectionate, touchy person. So even hugging and cuddling has been a big hurdle. Besides, I've never kissed someone before and I don't want him to judge. He's so much more... experienced."
"He's already head over heels for you, don't worry. All you need is the official label of 'boyfriend, girlfriend.' I can almost hear the wedding bells ringing."
"Whatever," I chuck a throw pillow at Mayson to get her to stop making kissy lips faces. "How are things with Dillion?"
It's Mayson's turn to blush. "Good, like really good. I've never felt this way about a guy before. He gets me, you know? He listens and cares. He treats me right. And the way he makes me feel when we kiss-"
"Not too much detail," I throw my hands over my ears. "I'm happy for you, but I do not want any images of you and Dillion doing... whatever."
Mayson laughs. "Okay, okay."
"I'm happy you're happy though. You deserve it."
"You do too," Mayson gives me a knowing look. "You really do deserve the world. And Cash may be the one to give it to you. Don't keep him shut out for too long."
I know she's right. I just need to find the time to drop the I-have-a-lifelong-chronic-pain-disorder-and-screwed-up-nervous-system-with-a-bunch-of-sucky-symptoms-and-some-days-can't-function-and-I-don't-know-how-I'll-balance-a-future-job-and-college-and-a-boyfriend-without-breaking bomb.
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