"Kallie please come out." Mom asked for the 10th time today.
"Oh." I snort "Now you care."
"Kallie I have always cared, I might not be the best mom but..." She stops
I open the door a crack and peek out. She grabs my arm and pulls me into the hallway."Mom come on, give it up."
"No, tonight we are going out, just me and you. Go make yourself presentable." She gestures with her hands.
I roll my eyes at her and go back into my room. I start pulling things out of my closet and plop them on the floor. Since when did I have a dress? I decide on a plain t-shirt with a jacket, leggings and boots.
"Mom I'm ready!" I yell.
"Okay, come on downstairs!" She yells back.
I run down the steps two at a time, careful not to trip.
"So, where are we going?" I question
"Oh uh, I didn't really think about that ahead of time."
"Oh I forgot Ryan upstairs."
I turn and jog up the steps into my room and grab Ryan and run back down.
"I don't think Kyle will mind babysitting for a while, lets drive by his house."
We both go outside. Mom gets in the driver seat, and I sit in the passenger seat. We get to Kyle's house and I get out. I knock on his door and his mom answers.
"Oh, hello. Is Kyle home?" I ask
"Mhm." She smiles. "Kyle a friend is here for you!"
I hear running and see him appear at the door.
"Hey Kallie." He smiles "Whats up?"
"Can you babysit Ryan for a while, my mom and I were planning to go out tonight."
"Sure, anything for you." He winks
I blush and hand him Ryan.
"Ill be back later to pick her up."
We both wave and I go back to the car.
"Wanna go out for ice cream and stuff." Mom asks
"Sure, sounds good."
Our night consisted of eating ice cream, going shopping, talking, and a lot of questions. But then it was over.
I jump out of the car and knock on Kyle's door.
"Hey there." He says
"Aye." I reply
We both laugh.
"Ryan is in my room, wanna come up with me?"
I not and we both go inside.
"Here she is." He hands her to me.
"Thanks, see ya tomorrow."
He grabs my arm as I turn. And then he kisses me. Yep Kyle Miller kissed me.
"Oh I-." He stutters
"No, no it was-"
I turn and walk downstairs and outside, get in the car and stare out the window. Did that actually just happen? I think Mom is talking to me but I cant understand what she is saying. Did Kyle, my dream guy, just voluntarily kiss me? We get home and I still don't talk, I just walk upstairs. All the way into my room. In my bed. Lights off. Thinking about what just happened. Getting texts from Kyle. And then I fell asleep.

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Playing Mom
Teen Fiction16 year old Kallie Hart is pretty much her own mom now. She goes through the same thing every day. Walking into her home with the smell of alcohol burning in her nose. She just goes on with her day, hearing her mom cry/yell/sleep in her room. And wh...