Dancing on Eggshells

This is the part when Dad and I burn the turkey

The following weekend after the disaster of a night, my friends and I carried on our innocence and went trick or treating. I was relieved to see some other teens on the road with sagging bags of candy. At the end of the night, Winona, Violet and I went to my house and ate our candy like there was no tomorrow.
It was so calming and relaxing, I forgot about almost everything.

As December is about to approach, the Rocky Horror Picture Show is almost ready to be put on stage for the public. We're planning our first night for November 27th.
Unfortunately, there is a night I have to survive before I attempt to become the sexiest fourteen year old to play Janet Weiss: Thanksgiving.
Mom literally obsesses over Thanksgiving Dinner. It has to be perfect- according to her. Well, it has to be perfect every two years as we have my mom's family over one year and we go to my dad's grandparents in New Jersey  the other year. It's my Mom's turn this year. My grandparents , my uncle Ethan, his wife Iris and their three kids: Olive, Tarryn, Ally, my aunt Kendall , her husband Owen along with their two daughters, Jessie and Eleanor are to join us.
Honestly, my aunt is crazy, a cool sort of crazy that sometimes gets worrying. My mom says she suffers from ADHD, which I used to think was pretty cool when I first heard of it because I thought sufferers never ran out of energy.
This was the same period when Mom became obsessed with Mumford and Sons and knew the words to Thistle and Weeds like it was a death preyer. This is why I had the wrong idea of things , because my mother was obsessive and was raising her children to be crazy.
Oh well, I think I might have ADHD because I think I might be as crazy as her. Today is Thursday and Thanksgiving is a week away . Of course, Mom is already stressing.
"Then why don't you do something to prepare"? I suggested this morning before I left for school.
"Keoria, there is nothing I can do now except have a mental plan in my head". She told me.
We've been rehearsing almost every day for Rocky Horror. We just finished our first dress rehearsal and it turned out almost perfect. I'll be honest that I'm nervous about what people are going to say about my singing skills, especially as I'm untrained...and I'm not a natural talent either.
Despite everything going well, Kayden and I still haven't kissed yet, so that's a huge problem. Whenever we get to a scene that we're supposed kiss, Kayden or I hesitate and just kiss each other on the hand.
It's awfully embarrassing.
If you've forgotten who Mark Joggers is then I'll reform you that he is in charge of the theatre and came and watched our run through today. He said he was impressed but was angry that Kayden and I hadn't even shared our on-stage kiss. He ordered that we had to go have a 'kissing practice' as soon as possible.
As we began to leave the theatre, Kayden invited me to his house to do this practice and I accepted.
Now we're walking to his house in absolute silence. I want to ask him if he's regretting taking part in this play but I know it will sound like I'm  regretting it and therefore don't  like him. Kayden is cute, I'll admit it, but all boys seem to have no interest me. I don't  know why. I'm   not going to dish out ideas why they don't like me, I'm just going to decide and tell myself that  they all secretly like me and I need to stop figuring why they're too scared to tell me.
Seriously, why don't boys like me? I I think my personality is out of this world and I have great hair.
I have to calm down, I'm about to have my first kiss. Kayden also seems tense. Is it because he doesn't like me? Am I too weird? Too curvy? Do I look too much like his mom? I've met his Mom and we look nothing alike- but still.
Am I too gross? Am I too short? Am I too stupid?
God, I need to maintain myself! It's just practice, it's nothing real!
As we're about to approach the road leading to his house, Kayden's phone begins to ring.
He answers it and the conversation from his side is basically : 'uh, okay, yes, no, maybe, why'.
He seems irritated as he hangs up.
"That was my mom, she says that she's coming home early".
"What's the problem with that"? I ask.
"She'll hear us kissing and saying lines from the play from her bedroom and she'll figure out that I've been lying to her".
I slap my arms against my thighs.
"Great". I mutter.
"We could always go to your house, the house I've never been in". Kayden suggested.
Worst idea on the entire planet.
"My mom works from home and might have a afternoon patient, being a psychologist and all".
"Where's her office"? Kayden asks.
"Next to the garage".
"And where's your bedroom"?
"Upstairs".
"Perfect, she won't even know I'm there".
I couldn't imagine what would happen if she caught us, I knew nothing good would come out of it. I didn't need to worry about Chris,he's  studying (doing something stupid) at Bobby's house today.