When it ends

Chapter 7

               The next morning after we had hit the buffet we checked out the area for the premiere. We wanted to make sure we'd get good seats. I picked out a photo of my dad so he could "Sign it." I hoped this didn't back fire or blow up in my face. But i had no idea how it would turn out. I just wanted to go home and not worry about this. It was to much and i was trying to worry about college. But i suppose if i didn't worry about this i wouldn't be going to college.

             Once we figured out where we'd sit and what time we'd arrive we went on some more sightseeing. Rosie chased a man two blocks because she thought it was Ryan Gosling. It was a lady, who beat her with her purse. Hey it could've happened to anybody. "Do you think I could get closer to the Hollywood sign?" Zyler asked. "Not unless you plan on climbing the hill." Rosie shrugged. "Let's go see the stars." I said. So we headed to the walk of fame.

       "Look it's your dad." Rossie whispered and pointed to his star. I stomped on it. "Igit." I said. Carter snickered. "You showed him." He grinned. "Don't mess with me or that'll be your toes next time!" I said.

       The place we stopped at for lunch had the best cheesecake i could've had another slice. It was so creamy. "This is what heaven tastes like, I'm sure of it." I said licking the last bite from my fork.

                "And that food, i ate even when i was full. It was just so Good. I don't even know how they did it!" Rosie agreed. "Me either my mom's never cooked like that." Said Zyler. "Can we just go home? I've decided life is overrated." I said. "It's life hun, it's not over rated. Are you nervous about tomorrow?" Rosie asked taking my hand. "I'm lots of things. But i'm mad. How dare my dad not give me a kidney!? After blowing me off the last eighteen years." I screeched.

                  "You're losing it, you don't know that he will say no." Said Zyler. "Well why would he say yes. He didn't want anything to do with me." I said. "Fine, maybe it's okay if you think he's gonna say no. In case he does. But really if you think he's gonna say no, and you march up to him tomorrow and say "How dare you not give me a kidney?!" He's gonna think your nuts." Said Carter.

                 "Well okay maybe i am a little nuts I have all these stupid things going on. I'm tired all the time, nauseous and i just want another piece of cheesecake." Zyler saw the waiter come by with a slice on the tray. He quickly stood up and swiped it. The waiter looked angry. "She's dying dude have a heart." The waiter just huffed away. He set it in front of me. "Carry on with your rant." Zyler nodded.

                 My eyes lit up. "Okay, yummy. And i'm supposed to pretend that i'm not dying. That i'm still going to college next year. I should call them and tell them i won't we there cause i'll be dead. So you know they can fill my spot." I said. "Don't you dare." Said Carter. "You aren't in denial or pretending this is a bad dream. It's your life but what you are doing is having hope that you'll be fine because you will." He held his hand up. "I know that i don't know that but i just have faith and you're a fighter. Just think of this as Marty Robbins. And his big beefy hands." Carter said.

                  "Ew, this is sad." I said laughing. I finished and we paid. "Do you want to go track down Ryan Gosling again?" I asked. "No thanks, i've got a bruise from her purse." Said Rosie. We decided to do a bit of shopping and more sightseeing. When i got back to the room i flipped the photo of my dad over. I had written my cell number on the back. I had intended to let him keep the photo so he could call me.

                    That night i was sitting on the balcony when i heard the door creek. I looked up to see Carter. "What are you doing?" He asked. "Can't sleep and i was just thinking." "About what?" He asked. "That i'm never gonna get a better kiss. I know it sounds stupid but it starts with that and it leads to other things i'll never get to do but i guess if i'm dead i won't really care. Then i started thinking about everybody i was going to leave behind and i cried. I know i'm going to leave a hole." I said.

                "Isn't that great though? Your mom if she died. She wouldn't leave a hole. The old men at the club wouldn't care because there'll be another woman to take her place. You lived your life in such a way that people will care when you are gone. You've made an impact in our lives." 

              "I wouldn't go that far." I said. "I would. Rosie cried when she got glasses in fifth grade. And you told all of the kids to knock it off. The glasses made her look smart and that you'd pummel anybody who said anything. You helped her get through fifth grade."

               I wiped at my face. "And Zyler when he wanted to join band. He was worried people would make fun of him. But you encouraged him to go for it. And now he's got a scholarship and it's something he really loves doing. And me. When i moved here back in first grade. You became the new guys friend. So i didn't have to each lunch alone." Carter took my hand. "I can't really help with much of that but i can share with you my theory on kissing." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Oh please do share Romeo."

                 "Well when you go on a date. You start thinking about the end of the night and that kiss. It makes you all nervous. It's all you can think about. So when the time finally comes to kiss. You screw it up. There's too much spit. And on top of that you don't know where to put your hands so they just sit awkwardly at your sides. See i've analyzed what you're wearing. I'd stick my hand on your face here and your leg here. All of these things go into making the kiss the best you'll ever have. Because i'm thoughtful." He grinned. "Thoughtful, ha." I said. "Hey i am, i bet if i kissed you you'd see. It would be the best kiss you've ever had." He said nodding his head.

              "Oh and you're certain this will be the best kiss i've ever had?" I asked. "Oh hands down." He winked. "Fine then. This i have to see." "You want me to kiss you?" "Hey you said you could help me mr theory." I pointed out.

              "Fine, alright i'll kiss you but don't act surprised if afterwards you find yourself madly in love with me and can't wait for another kiss." He said. "It's a kiss, love is a bit strong of a word." I said. "We'll see about that." He said.

             He pulled his chair closer to mine and put his right hand on my cheek. He pulled me to him. He was right. He knew where his hands were going and it wasn't weird because i had no time to freak out about it. I knew the kiss was coming and where his hands were going. His lips achingly slow finally touched so that i was more than ready for the kiss. He didn't use a lot of spit. Slobbery kisses were the worst. And he was a really good kisser. It was one of those that made your toes curl and i'd only kiss about four guys and my toes never curled before.

                  I should've just taken his word for it. His hands moved in all the right places so that my back arched into him. He pulled me into his lap so that my legs fell on either side of him. He pulled me closer to him pressing my chest into his. He sucked in an audible breath.

                  He pulled back. "See, best kiss ever right?" He asked in a cocky tone. "Okay that was a pretty good kiss." I admitted. He stood up. "Yep, i knew it. Bet you'll sleep like a baby now." He said strutting back into the room. I laughed so hard after he was gone. But i did go to sleep afterwards.