The Boy Who Changed My Life

What, why?

I walked into my house, relieved I didn't have homework, and that I was home! My mom greeted me with a big smile. "I have to give you something!" And then she paused. "What is it mom? My birthday isn't today." I wondered. "Sweetie, I know it's not your birthday! Here take this." She handed me a photo frame with a picture in it. "Tristan Evans? I already have this picture. Why do you want me to have this? Is there something I should know?" I answered bewildered. "I can't explain now. I will tell you tomorrow. Just....um.... Take it and think about it." She said shortly. "Mom? Is everything alright? And think about what." I said with hope, she would tell me now." You'll understand when I tell you tomorrow. Right now I'm leaving." She answered. "Where are you going?" I questioned. "Oh, out with a few friends. I'll be back later. And I don't think I'll have time to go to the movies. Work called me in. So tomorrow your going to have to make breakfast." She answered quickly, and ran out the door. That stunk, I really wanted to go to the movies. I walked up stairs, and put down my bag. I went to my dresser and got pajamas. Blue shorts, and my favorite top, my 'Vamps' top. I grabbed a towel and and started a bubble bath. I put in pretty smelling soap. I jumped in. As I was sitting there I thought about what my mom said "You'll understand" what would I understand about my mom giving me a picture of one of my favorite celebrity's? I guess I'll find out. I sat in there for about 3 hours just thinking. When I climbed out I smelt like a flower shop. I got dressed, and rolled in bed. I fell asleep thinking about, what my mom said.