Going about my day, the next day, I texted Matt to ask him about John. To my surprise, he'd already given John my number and I should be expecting a text from him soon. Really? I would have never guessed that him of all people would take up an interest in me. Don't screw this one up. Shut up. I sighed and waited.
Soon enough, I got a text from him. We spoke casually for a few hours and I didn't even realize how much I liked him until he had to stop answering for all of twenty minutes to go and eat dinner with his family. Do I like him? If I do, it's for far much more than his looks. Does he know he's attractive? Finally, he came back and we texted into the early hours of the next morning until we both fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, I texted him, an again, we texted all throughout the day into the early hours of the next morning. This was over winter break so we didn't have to worry about school just yet. Texting him and constantly talking to him only made my crush on John grow more and more and, as he'd tease me about now, I found him and I highly compatible and relatable. He was shy when I first met him but he had so much more to say once he got comfortable. I really do like him. Not too long before going to sleep, he said he had a question. Is he going to ask me out? Is this too soon? I've never liked anyone this much. Calm down, it's probably not that. But yes, he did ask me out. Oh, thank god. I said yes in a heartbeat and was extremely happy. I texted Matt to tell him and he was happily surprised.
Later that night, while I was in the shower, my mom came into the bathroom to put something away. "Hey mom, wanna know something?" I asked, hoping she'd actually listen.
"Sure, what?" She said in her 'I-don't-really-care-but-tell-me-anyway' voice.
"Okay, well, you know how I went to Matt's the other day?"
"Mmhm," she replied, I knew she was only half listening but I was sure she would pay attention after I delivered my news.
"Well, his friend John, he's so sweet and, well, we've been texting since. And, I really like him... And yeah, we just met but we've been speaking so much and... Yeah, he's my boyfriend now."
Silence.
"Mom?"
"You know Kimmy, you talking to all these guys... I don't know... You're beautiful and all and you don't want the wrong attention. I just don't think this is a good idea. You don't want people to assume that you're...easy, do you?"
"What?" I teared up at the thought of my own mother even thinking I was easy access to guys.
"You just talk to all these people and I can't keep up... You might want to calm down. You're still young. Again, don't be easy."
"Get out." I said, and she did. I spent the rest of my shower crying. He's different and I know it. She'll regret saying that. And regret it, she did.
