The Boy Next Door

sneaking out and "i love you"

When I wake up, it's dark out. How long was I asleep for? I know I fell asleep around 1:00... I get up and walk out to the hallway. I see Mum and she runs down the hallway to me. "Mum?" I say groggily.

"Ebby! You've been sleeping all afternoon, it's 9:00 at night now!"

"I was tired," I say.

"Clearly! Baby come downstairs, I'll fix you some sushi, that's what we had for dinner."

"Okay, sounds good. Let me just change into some jammies."

"Alright, I'll be in the kitchen." I go to my room and put on a pair of mint and purple pajama shorts, and a "Camp London" tee-shirt that's way to big for me. I eat a few philadelphia rolls, and chat with Mum about the party, and she okays me going to Caleb's game. Then I climb back up to bed and watch some more Bratayley videos. There's a really funny one from around a year ago called, "Caleb's Back Right In Time For AUSTRALIA!" Where he acts the slightest bit crazy, but I think he's probably tired. And anyway, he's still adorable while doing it. Then I watch a few from when he was really little, and those are even cuter. I wonder what it would have been like if I had already watched Bratayley, I think it would have been really awkward. Caleb seems like the kind of guy that girls from all over are crushing on, but it seems like he doesn't really care for any of them... Well duh, he cares for me. But I mean, I don't think he'd ever go out with any of them. I think it's good I didn't know Bratayley, it allowed Caleb and I to get to know each other for each other, fame didn't matter. I close my laptop and check my phone, there are a few texts from Caleb saying "hello" and "what's up" and I see one that says "did you see my post?" I go to Instagram and see I was tagged in a photo on Caleb's account. It's of Caleb and I hugging during the whole blue icing thing. I'm pretty sure it's one of the one's Hayley took. I screenshot it. I scroll down to see what he said. "My #wcw is Ebony Rose, isn't she cute? The color blue really suits her..." I giggle and scroll down to the comments, people are going crazy. I read a few of them, most of them are flipping out in happiness that Caleb has a girlfriend, but a few others are basically plotting our breakup out of jealousy. I try not to take those to heart, but one really stings. It says, "go back to England, worthless slut." I bite my lip, but then try to convince myself I'll be fine, she's nowhere near me. Then I hit the account of the girl who said it. It's @fionaa.lesley, she seems like any other girl my age, going through puberty and single. I block her account anyway, just in case. Then I go to my account. I now have 2,271 followers. That's more than anyone in my old school. I wonder what they think of me now. I know Zoey must watch Bratayley, because of that Snapchat she sent me. I smile to myself. Then I go to the photos people have tagged me in. Caleb's not the only one who posted a picture of me. Thirty two people have either reposted the picture of Caleb and I, saying something along the lines of congratulations you got a girlfriend, or little Caleb's growing up. But a few accounts, mainly Bratayley fan pages, made beautiful edits of Caleb and I. I like a few and comment ,"wow that's pretty" on a few, and follow the accounts that have my favorite edits. They instantly comment back "OMG EBONY THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR COMMENTING ON MY PHOTO I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT OMGGGGGG!!!!!" I'm taken aback by these comments, I'm surprised these people actually care about my opinion so much. I go to their account and look at some other posts. I notice in two of the people's bios they added "Ebony liked, commented and followed!" I find that so odd. Soon I'm tired again so I text Caleb goodnight and fall asleep.

I wake up to birds chirping. It's 10:00. I go downstairs, thinking about how exciting Caleb's game will be tommorow, and I see a note from Mum saying Dad's gone to work and her and Joey are going out for breakfast and they'll be home around 11:00. I get some Cheerios and FaceTime Caleb. He's getting ready for baseball practice he'll have all day to prep for the game tommorow. We talk for around ten minutes and then he needs to change, so he passes the phone to Annie and Hayley. I chat with them and the Caleb joins in. Soon he needs to go so we say goodbye and I finish my breakfast and go upstairs. I read a few chapters of Girl Online, and then put my hair in a milkmaid braid. The rest of the day consists of me watching Glee, Tyler, Zoe, Colleen, Bratayley, and reading. At one point I go outside and take some really pretty nature shots, and then I go for an hour long run. I come home around 6:00, dripping sweat. It felt so good to run, and I know my way around the neighborhood now. The LeBlancs and my family seem like the only people who have kids. I take a long shower and eat dinner with my family, and watch a family movie, then go up to my room and FaceTime Caleb at 9:00. He picks up immediately, it looks like he just got home from baseball, his hair is stuck to his forehead with sweat. (But somehow he finds a way to make it look cute...)