Hail- (finished)

Perfect- Chapter 2

As Brandon walked in with his friend, my eyes immediatly fixed on him. His soft black hair was tossed so perfectly, all facing one way, but a few untaingled bits facing left. It was a little spikey, you could tell it was changed recently. His brown eyes were firey and wild. Brandon noticed my focus and hesitated. "Oh yeah! Sorry, guys. This is Hail, my room-mate." His hand shot toward me. "It's nice to meet you, Brandon told me so much about his baby sister." His smile was so overwhelming, it made me light headed. "Um, I, you, hi-um, mom?" my mother got the signal. "Anyone up for penne pasta-salad?"

As we walked into the kitchen and sat down I apoligized. Now that the room tension was settled I was comfortable. "I just needed to breathe," I explained. "Its cool," he said in his smooth voice. As the night died down and everyone to say goodbyes, Brandon asked "Hey can we borrow some blankets? I think were gonna crash in the car. Dips on shotgun!" My heart stopped when my mom objected. "Nonsense! We have your old bedroom and Juliette has a bunkbed," "Woah- mom, I don't think..." I started. "Nah, its cool," he said smiling. "Okay..." I said blushing. That night I couldn't contain myself, "So bottom bunk, huh?" He laughed a little and answered me "Yeah, top bunk huh?" We both giggled. "Shit." He said "What?" I asked "I forgot my tooth-brush," he sighed "It's fine we have extras'," I said as I handed him one. "Thanks," he said as he laughed under his breath. "What?" I said as I raised an eyebrow. "Your ripped jeans tell alot about a person" I raised my eyebrow again, "I'm not changed yet" He giggled "I know..." I jokingly wacked him on the shoulder as I strutted to the bathroom. As I came back he changed into an old raggety t-shirt. "So... night?" I said sheepishly. "Good night" he said as he walked toward me, pulled me close and kissed me on the cheek. "He's all I'v ever wanted"