After the storm passed Noah and I parted ways like Moses parted the Red Sea. I wanted to stay with him, I truly did - but I knew I couldn't. I easily remembered Grandmas warning about not distracting Noah or dating him so to speak, but what was I suppose to do?
Here I was; Karman, a girl that isn't noticed all that much and a gorgeous- not to mention sexy - guy kisses her. What was I supposed to do? Tell him "no, sorry. My grandma says I can't kiss you" because if that's what she wanted, well sorry because that's not happening.
I swung my legs to the side of the bed and stood up. My smile was humongous but only because I couldn't stop thinking of last nights episode. I had a hard time believing the fact that Noah kissed me.
I got dressed in a tank top and shorts and trudged down the steps later than usual for my morning routine. But then I remembered something that I had long since forgotten - I didn't finish my last chore. I was a bit worried considering I've never seen Grandma mad, so I raced down the steps faster than a jockey and his horse.
With just my luck, Grandma was sitting down on a wooden chair right by the base of the staircase. She let off a forced smile and told me to sit - I knew I was in big shit.
"Good morning Karman" Grandma said pleasantly and calmly. I swear my forehead was sweating because there was a slight part of me that assumed Grandma found out my secret with Noah - and I was terrified.
"Uh... Good morning Grandma" I said with clenched teeth. I tried to smile, but for some reason it seemed near impossible. What if she did know? Then what would I do? The answer seemed to be far off, way out of my reach.
"I noticed you forgot to finish your chores last night, luckily for you Noah finished them this morning. I expect a thank you is in order" Grandma said in her stern voice. I let out the large breath I had been holding and sighed. Thank you Noah.
How can Noah be so nice? This world is full of mean, inconsiderate people and he doesn't seem to mind at all. He helps everyone and I wish I had a heart as pure as gold like him. I realized that Noah was a rare diamond that can only be found in the deepest caves - he was so rare that after a while people would stop looking for the diamond because they gave up. But I think right here, Noah is that diamond.
"But that's not all I came here to talk to you about" Grandma said. Her eyes pierced into my soul and I instantly started mentally cursing myself. She knew. She had to know. The silence seemed to last forever,
"Dusty's been acting a bit strange lately and I need to know if anything has happened. Do you know anything about it?" She asked. I was relived that it wasn't about what I thought it was about. I let my sigh come forward like a rushing waterfall.
"I haven't noticed anything" I said because that was the honest truth. The only thing different was Dusty had gotten more mean and snotty, but I wasn't entirely sure why. It was possibly an effect from the video online, but she hasn't talked about that much.
But I guess Grandma was right. Dusty was in an emotional wreck right now. Some nights I would hear her sobbing, but I've never asked her why. I always assumed it was because of the same thing- That party and the video. Was it something different?
Almost on cue I could hear Dusty's crying upstairs, so that's where I went. I felt bad for her - there had to be a reason she couldn't stop the tears and I wished I could help her.
These were different types of tears though, they were saddened tears. Not like frantic tears, actually sad tears. Her hair was a big mess and her clothes were filled with overnight sweat. I've never seen her looking so damaged and aged - it was like there were wrinkles under her dark eyes. Her mouth was turned down in a frown, and her eyes were droopy and tired as tears spilled forward.
Grandma Laid beside Dusty and it was like for a moment; Dusty actually had real feelings. It was surprising, but then I realized how much Grandma cared for Dusty and then there was me- the granddaughter she probably didn't care as much about.
It didn't really hurt because I understood. I felt weird standing there watching them so I left the room towards downstairs. I was going to do Dusty's Chores again - that was the only way I knew how to help her.
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Doing chores wasn't the first thing on my to-do-list. Number one was talking to Noah because as cheesy as it sounds; I missed him already. The outside was beautiful from the morning dew and the birds looked so peaceful as they flew from tree to tree.
I found Noah sitting on the swing under the tree. A big smile was plastered on his face as he looked at his feet in the dirt. I didn't want to Interrupt his intense thinking, but I needed to say something so I could look at his perfect face.
"Thanks for finishing my chore this morning" I said slowly with a small chuckle afterwards. Noah glanced up abruptly with the smile still residing on his perfect lips. I couldn't stop thinking about last night and how perfect it was, how perfect he was.
"It was my pleasure" Noah said politely with a big grin on his lips. In a way; he looked like he just woke up but that didn't matter because he looked hot either way.
"Karman, would you like to go on a date with me, tomorrow night?" Noah asked with a smug look on his face. I was almost shocked for a moment, but I quickly shook my head yes.
"Yeah, of course I would like too" I said with the widest grin ever. Noah nodded, and the words he said next made my head spin in circles.,
"I would kiss you right now if your grandma wasn't watching us" Noah said with a small chuckle. And he was right, Grandma was watching us from the kitchen window with content look on her face. She was out of ear shot luckily, but I hope she didn't notice my cheeks turn the color of tomatoes.
After he said that I realized that yes, Noah liked me and I liked him.
Maybe, just maybe something could happen because of it.
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