Meet Kristal Jane Anderson.
The girl that feels as though she was stripped from all the joys of life on one ungodly night. A night that changed her whole perspective on love forever, a night in which she stopped believing in it's existence, a night...
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Kristal Anderson
I'd come to terms with the fact that happiness wasn't an emotion designed to be felt by me. But I couldn't think of a better emotion to describe these past two weeks other than happiness.
Pure, unadulterated happiness.
The root cause of said happiness was no secret; Aiden Vasilakis and his lips and his gaze and his voice and his arms that had quickly turned into my safe space.
Our kiss two weeks ago paved the way for something so magical between us, it was something that I struggled to put into words. Sometimes I found myself questioning if that was normal, that. . . urge I felt to be around him and to have his lips on mine at all times.
But as much as my body craved for that urge to become a reality, I couldn't. These past two weeks I tried to be on my best behavior– emphasis on tried, there were days where speaking to him on the phone or seeing him through my window wasn't cutting it and I practically begged him to come up to my room, sue me– because Thea and I had been doing our best to butter Aunt Jenna up. We were doing everything in our power to convince her to let me go to the music festival that Thea had bought tickets for months in advance.
We even made a PowerPoint presentation outlining all the safety features of the venue and ensuring her that we'd know exactly what to do in case something happened. At first, her answer was obviously no because it was far from home and it was dangerous. But as the week went by and we talked her through every single step of the journey, I managed to be on my best behavior and Thea made sure to bring her a few of her favorite things–some chocolate covered donuts and some chocolate– she slowly started to give in. Until she finally agreed.
I had to make her repeat herself a few times because I could hardly believe my ears and I was starting to believe that miracles didn't exist. Being able to be out of the house for an entire weekend sounded like a dream come true.
After telling Aiden the news, he said that he and Cole would be coming with if he managed to get tickets. And just like the orchestra a little while back, he was able to get two more tickets the next day. The privilege of being the son of someone important.
Thea was quick to create a group with the four of us where we'd plan everything out; she was an organizer, she loved planning everything out and ensuring that everyone was on board. She was the type of friend you needed on any trip, well she was the type of friend you needed in your life period. She nearly squeezed me to death in a hug when I told her that Aiden and I had kissed, the joy she felt seeing me so giddy over someone was contagious.
Aside from convincing Aunt Jenna, convincing Cole was another challenge we came upon. I'd even go as far as saying convincing him was harder than convincing Aunt Jenna, he was one stubborn man.
By convincing him, I mean Aiden trying to convince him while Thea and I watched from the sidelines. For a few hours, our groups was just a back and forth between the, it even got to a point where Aiden offered to let him use his bike on the next race but that didn't really work either.
