Big Time Adoption

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

               Kendall and I finished playing, we loved music but we were getting somewhat bored. I told him that I was going to take a shower. Thinking to myself as I made my way up the stairs and into my room, I’d realized that it’d been almost three days since I last had a shower. At the orphanage, we didn’t have hot water, so this was going to be the most amazing shower of my life.

               I got a clean pair of panties and a bra, a pair of red and black striped socks, a pair of jeans, and my Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt. I made sure I had my phone and my hair brush before I made my way down the hallway to the bathroom.

               I locked the door and set my phone and hairbrush on the counter. I was going to play music but then I decided that I just wanted some peace and quiet. I turned on the hot water and made sure the curtain was shut enough so that the water wouldn’t splash on the floor. I then hung my clothes on the peg that was mounted next to the towel rack.

               While the water was getting warm I got two towels out from underneath the sink and placed them onto the towel rack; one for my hair and one for my body. I slipped out of my pants and underwear, and pulled my shirt over my head. I reached for my hairbrush so that I could brush the tangles out before it got wet, then I stepped into the shower.

               I stood directly under the stream of almost scalding water and let it run over my body like a million tiny rivers. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths, relaxing completely. I stretched my arms out in front of me and washed over them with water. My hands slid up and down my body; starting with my stomach, then over my breasts, and then to my face. This was probably the only time I’d ever thought about touching myself, to be honest it didn’t seem bad; I was happy, safe, and content in this warm stream of water.

               I opened my eyes and reached for the shampoo bottle and lathered it into my hair. I stepped out from under the water so that I could finish scrubbing my hair clean without worrying about all the soap rinsing out too quickly. I stepped back under the water to wash the soap out. The shower smelled like lilac, the scent of the shampoo I bought while we were out.

               When I was done rinsing my hair, I stepped back out from under the water and reached for the conditioner that matched the shampoo in scent. I put it in my hair and combed my fingers through the small amount of tangles that I had earned while washing it. I let the conditioner sit for a while, while I got some soap and washed my body.

               The body wash I had was by Dove, and it smelled like vanilla. I squeezed the creamy substance from the bottle into my hand and then rubbed my hands together. I rubbed my hands over my body once more, this time with the soap. It felt nice, almost too nice. I hated being my age because of my hormones, and I hated feeling lust because of what I’d experienced.

               I quickly rinsed off the soap and then rinsed out my hair as well. When I was soap free I turned the water off and reached for a towel. I wrapped my hair up in a towel and then grabbed the other one so that I could dry off my body. When I was dried off I put on my underwear and jeans. I took my hair out of the towel and brushed through the tangles. Then I put my bra and shirt on. There was a hair tie on the handle of my brush; I pulled my hair into a ponytail.

               I cleaned the bathroom up and grabbed my dirty clothes and my phone. I left the room and went back to my bedroom. I placed my clothes in the hamper that as by my door and then I put my phone on top of my bed. It was around 1:00 PM or 2:00 PM, I wasn’t exactly sure and I was honestly way too lazy to check the time even though I had a clock and a phone at my disposal. I went downstairs where I found all the guys watching TV together; except for Kendall, he was in the kitchen “watching” it while he was on the phone.