Don't Go. (EDITING)

Chapter 10

I get a text just after Piper walks in the front door.

¨Hey Piper. Mom and Dad are both working late today.¨ I say before taking out my phone. She sits next to me on the couch, dropping her backpack on the ground in front of her, and turns up the volume on the TV.

¨Okay.¨ She leans back and watches the television show ¨Friends¨, which is currently plaing across the wide screen.

*Hey.

-Lorne*

*What's up?

-Camille*

*Nothing really...

-Lorne*

*Did Mr. Shall let ya go yet?

-Camille*

*Yep. It was Ash, & when he fessed up, it was HILARIOUS!!!! His face was all red & I think I saw a tear!

-Lorne*

*Dang it! I wish I was there 2 c!

-Camille*

*Nah he just let us out a min ago. Took forever.

-Lorne*

*Ok.

-Camille*

*Wanna go get ice cream or something tomorrow after school?

-Lorne*

*Sure sounds awesome :D

-Camille*

*Cool :)

-Lorne*

*What's ur fav ice cream flavor?

-Camille*

*Peanut butter moose tracks B-)

-Lorne*

*ME TOO!!

-Camille*

*Awesome!

-Lorne*

*Ok I gtg bye! :D

-Camille*

*Ok bye :)

-Lorne*

I stuff my phone in my pocket and walk into the kitchen.

¨What do you want for dinner Piper?¨ I call to her from the kitchen.

¨I donno!¨ She yells back. ¨I guess just a sandwich or something.¨

¨Okay!¨ I open cupboards until I find the peanut butter and bread, than I open the fridge to get the jam. I make two sandwiches and set them two plates on the kitchen island. ¨Your sandwich is on the counter when your hungry!¨ I yell.

¨Okay!¨

I feel another buzz in my pocket, so I take it out.

*Want to work on homework together?

-Lorne*

*Sure. I'm on my way!

-Camille*

I grab my bag and stuff my sandwich into a plastic baggy.

¨I'm going over to Lorne's house, call or walk over there if you need me!¨ I yell. I hear another ¨Okay!¨ So I open the door and run across the street to Lorne's house.

He answers the door with a binder in one hand.

"Hey." He says. "Come on in." Than he moves out of the way so that I can come inside. "Have you eaten?"

"No, but I brought a sandwich." I say. We walk into the kitchen and set our stuff on the table.

"We've got toco's if you want some." He says. His stuff is already spread out on the table, taking up almost half. So I set my bag on the floor and take out my pre-calculus textbook.

"Okay." I say. He leads me to the fridge. I combine all of the ingredients to make my perfect toco, and then put my toco into the microwave. Once hot enough, I put it on a white plate and eat at the table.

"Where's you mom?" I ask, swallowing a bite. He shrugs

"She said she went on an errand and would be back in like two hours. But that was almost thirty minutes ago so..." He continues to work on his pre-calc homework.

"Cool." I nod and finish off my toco. Than I stand and pick up my plate. "Where should I put this?"

"Can you rinse it and put it in the dishwasher?" He asks, not looking up.

"Sure." I do so and wash my hands afterward. Than I sit down next to him. "Do you want help?" I ask, eyeing the eraser marks on his lined sheet of paper.

He sighs. "Yes."

So I lean in and take his pencil from him.

"So if [a, a+h] and [b, b+h] are two time intervals of length , then  y (a+b) over y (a), equals Ce a+b over Ce to the power of a." I say, showing him how. I finish the problem for him.

When I'm finished, he says, "I totally just got you to do some of my homework." He smirks and I push him lightly on the shoulder.

"Very funny. I totally fell for it. Your a good actor." I say, joining in on the grining.

"I know right. But thanks for explaining it, because I also didn't understand." He says, siting up straighter. I laugh and shake my head. Than, all of a sudden, he pulls me into a side hug, laughing softly. He stops laughing, and we look into each others eyes.

His a brilliant blue. Mine a dark chocolate brown.

The right corner of his mouth turns up into a small smile.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers. I feel my face grow warm, my heart beating in my throat. My stomach butterflies go nuts as we continue to look at each other.

W-what's going to happen next? Is he going to kiss me? Do I want him to kiss me?

He leans in, our eyes slowly close as he gets closer. I have a mini heart attack as our lips collide softly. I try to stop myself from grinning as he reaches a hand up to my face. He cups my cheek with his warm, soft hand.

We pull away, and my eyes flutter open.

"Thank you." I say. Stupid stupid stupid! "For saying that I'm beautiful." I correct myself. Even though it was only a peck, my heart leaps and he grins. "And for the kiss." I lean in again and touch our lips together again. When we pull apart once again, my cheeks blush as it finally occurs to me that that was my first kiss.

Than, the phone rings.

Lorne slides his arm out from behind me, and walks over to his home phone on the kitchen counter. My side is cold with his body heat gone.

"Hello?" He asks into the phone. "Oh, hey Mom." I watch him listen to whatever his mom is saying. "Yeah sure." He sighs. "Okay bye........ love you too Mom." Than he hangs up.

It's so sweet that he says "I love you" to his mom.

"What's up?" I ask.

"My mom wants me to clean the house until it's 'pristine'."

"Okay. I'll leave you to clean." I say, grabbing my bag and textbook.

"Okay. I'll text you later." Lorne says. I swing my bag over my shoulder. Than I stop in front of Lorne before leaving. I hesitate, but rise to my tip toes and wrap my arms around his neck. Than I kiss him.

My first, second, and third kiss in one day from Lorne! Best. Day. Ever!

As I walk out the front door, I can't contain my happiness. I walk with a little skip in every step all the way back to my house.