By the end of that week, Christian and I had been on two dates. It was entirely unexpected that I would have found myself in some semblance of a relationship of any kind this early into the summer. Like I said, I was trying be very cautious when it came to guys and I had Mike to thank for that, although majority of the male species weren't doing a really great job of making themselves looking good. But Christian was surprisingly different. Yeah, we had only been on two dates, but you could just tell. He was the kind of guy you would see in high school and just expect to be a dick when you talked to him. He was naturally good looking and fit like a baseball player, which in most cases inflated guys' egos to an immense point. They would be so full of themselves, they would expect you felt lucky that they were even speaking to you. But not Christian. At least not from what I'd seen from so far.
I learned a little about him, since it was only two dates and we were obviously nothing serious. He came from a small town in Delaware and had two brothers, both older. He was still in college, going into his senior year in the fall, and he was playing baseball on a scholarship at University of Delaware. He had been coming to this beach every year since he was a kid and his older brother used to work at Pier 32, which is how he got the job there. He liked Drake and listened to some rap music, but he also really liked country music. Yes, I know, that really doesn't match up with my own tastes, but I was willing to look past it for the time being. On our second date, which ended in us walking on the beach at 10pm, no lights at all, sitting on one of the abandoned lifeguard stands, he admitted that he had had a crush on me since he first saw me walk up when my name was called on the first day of work. I blushed because I have no control over my emotions.
So, for my first week and a half of summer, I had done pretty well for myself. Surprisingly so, really. The rest of the house was very supportive of Christian, though Kylie was the only one that had actually met him so far. Secretly, I think they all just wanted to see him shirtless again, but I mean, come on, we're all teenage girls, that's something we'd look forward to. I sat back on my day off and thought about all of this, sighed happily and smiled to myself.
Abby was also home. She would be going in later for a night shift so we had the day to ourselves before she went in at 5. I was sitting in the living room, buried in my phone, but by 11:30, she was still asleep. Seeing the time, I put my phone down and decided to enter the danger zone. I snuck into her room ever so quietly.
She was sprawled across her bed like a spider web and you could hear her snoring slightly. Cautiously, I crept over to the side of the bed. When I got right up next to her, I paused, unsure of what to do. I knew Abby well enough to know that she'd probably not be the most pleasant person after waking her up, but it needed to be done eventually or she'd sleep through the whole day. While this inner turmoil continued in my head, I ended up standing there eerily staring at her for about five minutes. At some point, she started to wake up and her first sight was me standing there like Frankenstein's monster, except female and much, much tinier.
"Yo, what the fuck?" she yelled groggily and pissed off.
I threw my hands in the air and whipped around, and ran out the door. "Sorry, I'll leave!" I yelled, as I raced down the hallway.
Maybe it would be better if I just went out on my own today and let Abby do her thing before work. It was better to lay low than bother her again. I grabbed my keys from the bowl on the kitchen table and headed out to my car. It looked like I was going to get some me time.
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I walked into the bookstore next to Giant tentatively. I hadn't noticed it was called Moore's when I went in there on the first day we came down to the shore, but seeing as I was moving so slow to actually go in today, I couldn't miss it. With me seeing Christian, I don't know...I just felt weird if I saw Lucas again, who I hadn't seen anywhere in about a week. And I don't know whether I would've called Christian and I "officially dating" but still I'm not the type to juggle a bunch of men at a time.
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