Shooting for the goal

No School

I roll over, 10:32 in the morning.

"Shit!" I shout throwing off the covers, I put my feet on the ground, my knees buckle and I hit the ground.

"Dusty!" Jorge says hauling my to my feet by my elbow.

"Jorge?! What are you doing here?" I say trying to stand again but fall into him.

"Your dad asked me to watch over you today because your anxiety attack yesterday." Jorge holds me up and puts me back on the bed.

"Your parents are okay with this?"

"Yeah," he stands over me. "I'm gonna make you breakfast, stay here."

"No wait!" he stops I lift my arms like a child, "Take me to the couch, please." Jorge smiles and carries me out to the couch where Miles puts his head in my lap. I stroke his head as I begin to hear the crackling of bacon and the smell filled the house. When it was done Jorge began to cook hash browns which I didn't even know we had. Soon Jorge comes out of the kitchen with 2 plates full with food. He handed me mine sat on the opposite side of the couch from me.

"Why are you doing this?" I ask curiously as I begin to eat my food.

Jorge turns on the tv and without looking at me and says, "Because I care about you," and takes a bite of food.

"Why?"Jorge shrugs eyes still on the tv, "Not sure."

We ate in silence watching a movie in which I had never seen. Jorge removes the plates and walks to the kitchen and comes back."So you and Hunter at Winter Formal, huh?" he says expressionless. My entire body goes stiff, a touchy subject for him.

"Yeah... You okay with that?" I ask almost whispering.

Jorge shrugs. "Nothing I can do to change it."

After a couple of minutes of silence I speak. "Who are you uhh... taking to Winter Formal?"

"I wanted to take you, but cara de burro got there first, so I was thinking of taking Madison. It'd make her happy," he says staring at the tv.

"Oh..." I say looking away. Jorge knows I don't like Madison due to some earlier occurrences freshman year. "Is it okay if I wear that dress you got me? To Winter Formal?"

"Yeah it is yours after all," Jorge nods.

"Okay cool," we sit in silence for a while. "I want to shower," I stood on wobbly knees and took baby steps down the hall Jorge holding my elbow just in case. I manage to get to the bathroom without falling

."I'll be in the living room if I hear a crash, I'm gonna break down the door to save you. Got it?" Jorge's face is completely serious. I roll my eyes."I'll be fine stop worrying about me. I got here in one piece I'll get out of here in one piece," I say shutting the door on Jorge. I take my time in the shower letting my thoughts flow as the water hits me. I finally get out and there's a knock on the door. I wrap myself in a towel and answerit, Jorge is standing in the hallway with his hands in his pockets and his face is full of concern.

"I was just checking to make sure you're okay," Jorge says glancing down at my towel and blushing.

"Yeah, I'm fine. thanks for checking though," I say as I slide past and into my room. I throw my dirty clothes into the laundry basket and change into an old oversized t-shirt and sweatpants. Then I join Jorge in the living room again. My body begins to shiver and my fingers and toes grow cold.

"Is the heater on?" I ask Jorge.

"I don't think so but I'll turn it on," he says walking down the hall and coming back seconds later. My body shivers again causing goosebumps. Jorge notices and pulls me into his chest. His body is warm and I'm freezing.

"Geez, you're freezing," Jorge says holding my body to his.

"No shit!" I say putting my hands under his shirt and on his stomach. His body recoils from my cold hands, then relaxes. I put my cheek on his chest to watch tv. My dad comes home around 5, but I was comfortable and fell asleep before then. Jorge slid out from under me and took me to my room.