Chapter 23: Cheetos With The Prince

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Chapter 23:

"Can I ask you a serious question?" Mason asked me.

I nodded.

"How tall are you in Cheetos?" He asked me smiling a little.

I laughed and he smiled bigger.

"I'm serious." He said.

"I don't know, that's a weird question." I said smiling.

"I'm 32 Cheetos long." He said nodding smiling.

"What even made you do that?" I asked happily.

"It was a question on the back on the jalapeno Cheetos bag." He said smiling.

"You want to see how tall you are?" He asked.

"I don't even have Cheetos." I said he smiled.

"I do!" He said pulling a bag out of his back pocket.

I fell backwards on my bed laughing quietly.

"You take Cheetos with you when you go to my house?" I asked.

"Always. You never know if you'll get stranded somewhere and don't have anything to eat." He said.

I laughed harder.

I kept telling myself that I needed to be quieter when I laughed because my father was going to find it suspicious that I was already in a happy mood even after all that had happened that afternoon.

"Ok." I said. "I'll do it."

He smiled.

"Ok, lay down on the carpet." He said.

"Ok." I answered uncomfortably.

I laid down and he opened the bag of Cheetos and pulled five of them out and placed them on the carpet, eating a couple Cheetos as he went along.

When he finished he counted all the Cheetos and it came up to be 28.

I sat up smiling and leaned in for a kiss.

We were kissing passionately and he made me have that feeling again, like I was safe, like my father wouldn't find us.

I felt like I was Rapunzel confined up in my room (the castle) and Mason was the prince climbing up the castle (the lattice) to save me.

I pulled away from his perfect lips and turned, facing my back towards him.

Laying my head in his lap I turned on my tv.

We watched Flight of the Navigator, because it was already in my vcr.

I didn't have cable on my tv so I always just watched tapes and dvds.

About half way through Mason said he was thirsty; he and I had eaten about half the bag of Cheetos.

I was thirsty too and he asked if I'd sneak downstairs and get us both a drink.

I looked down at my watch and suspected that my parents were in bed already, it was about 1 in the morning.

"Ok." I told him getting up. "If you hear my dad coming, or even by my door, leave, I'm serious, he'll look everywhere." I said.

He nodded knowingly and that's when I left.

I opened my door and stepped into the hall shutting the door behind me.

Tiptoeing downstairs I hoped my parents weren't around the corner in the living room.

I peeked very sneakily once I saw no one in the living room.

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