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Later that day Hazel dropped off Autumn and I at Autumn's house to "chill"
She likes to call it that and I can't defend myself with words much anymore so I just have to go with it. As soon as we opened the door Autumn dropped her backpack and yelled "Finn and Rosie!" down the hallway entrance of the house. Two dogs came trotting towards us, begging for attention. Autumn is an only child so her dad got those dogs for her for company. Her dad is in the military and isn't supposed to come back for quite some time considering that he left last year. Her mom has flows of bright red hair and bright green eyes like Autumn. "Hello, Owen. It's nice to see you again." She said smiling. It's been a hard year for her. She has a dinner in her barn across the street that she owns and it's hard for her to do that without Mr. Mark. She probably gets upset sometimes that she doesn't have anyone to sleep with and anybody to tell her feelings too. Autumn is sometimes just to young to understand.
Autumn led me into her room, which is very big. About the size of 3/4 of a gymnasium. She has a big king sized bed and a tv. She says she used to be spoiled with her dad working but now she is just like any other kid. I like the fact that she is okay with that. Mrs. Leslie brought in a loaf of her homemade bread with Nutella on the side. "Thanks mom!" Autumn practically screamed. This was something to start a sleepover with. She took the plate from her mom and smiled. "Thank you so much Leslie." I said. She winked and left the room. Autumn turned on the television and laid back on her bed. She patted next to her for me to join her. Mostly because I had the plate of food. She's all shout food. On the tv Dance Moms began to play. "Do you mind?" She said picking up the remote. I shrugged. "Oh my gosh, Owen. If I had a wish it would be for you to talk regularly." I rolled my eyes in a playful way and grabbed a piece of bread. She turned up the volume and grabbed another piece.
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Later that night around 5 pm after the episode was over and we were sitting on her bed she asked me a question, "Owen, do you like me?" She said sitting up where her back was against the wall. What type of like? "Like, like like." She said and then she laughed thinking that she said a sentence only using like. Then her face when blank and she stared at me. "Well, yeah. I mean I guess. Your the only one who's ever going to be close to being interested in me." I said. "7." She said. I had only spoken 7 times in front of her. "Than we are together. Okay? My mom said she thought we should be. It would make happier around each other and maybe you would talk more." She said nudging me. I smiled. "Now that we are okay with that, what are you afraid of. What gave you the fear of talking?" She said. Tears brought to my eyes. "My fathers last words to me was, don't tell anyone that I drink when I drive. That could hurt us both. Don't even talk please. Can I go home?" I said. She shook her head no. "He meant don't talk about that situation you can still talk. Plus that's 8." She said smiling. I shook my head. She didn't understand. I was afraid of my dad sometimes and i feel like whether he is in heaven or hell if I talk out of limit he will come up and kill me. Snatch me up or down, depending on what he was in gods eyes. I do sometimes hate him but I do wish that he is heaven sometimes because he saved mine and Hazel's life that day he died. He was drunk and still told us not to ride with him home. Even when he was drunk. Tears came trickling down my cheeks. I knew soon there was going to be a storm coming out of my eyes. "Don't go home please. I'm so sorry I asked." Autumn said. I blinked frantically trying to make me stop crying. But Autumn kissed me on my cheek. It was like a soothe of my horrible life. I tapped her on the shoulder afterwards and said. "Thank you for that. Your right now my everything." I said. She nodded. "9."
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The rest of the sleepover was alright. It was sort of awkward because of the conversation we had before we went to bed and everything. But as the night got later we got louder. We talked about what our plans are in the future, well Autumn's. I chose to save #10 for maybe something more special. Maybe something like asking her out on our first date or something. Then I thought that technically this was it. This was an okay first date at our age but we are only 12. I can't drive her to the movies and to dinner, but this was probably way better than that. To me this was something I would write down in my calendar. I only write down events like birthdays and Christmas and thanksgiving, and every morning I sat up and crossed off yesterday's date. But today I wouldn't cross out. Today was too special to me. Today I confessed my love to a girl who was my best friend in only 21 words. Normally boys wrote romantic poetry or something but my speech to her did something. I mean now we're a couple. Plus she asked me the essential question that started this all because I didn't have the guts to break my stupid fear and ask her myself. Today was the 17th of October. Not July.
