Belonging

Her~4

   Bryon was the guest that was staying at my house. Yes, I was a little upset because, well it is kind of weird. Not only did I have a huge crush on him so that was good. I was glad I went upstairs and changed. I wore my  white dress with a pink cardigan and pink heels. Not my favorite outfit but my mom wanted me to look welcoming. I walked down the stairs and stood in the living room. I began to pace back in forth when someone knocked on the door. Bryon. 

    He was wearing a a vans t-shirt with jeans and well, vans. His hair looked the same it did when he left. I could tell he was wearing axe and boy it smelled good. He must have noticed me starting because he gave me a wink and I smiled. My mom  walked in and welcomed him in and helped him with his backs. I forgot to ask how long he was staying but at the moment that didn't matter. I showed him to his room and when I was about to walk away he said something. 

    "Do I get a tour, it a pretty big house?" he winked again.                                                                                        "Yeah, ih right now?"  I asked                                                                                                                                       "Well, I am going to be here all summer so might as well show me now." he smiled. All summer, the hottest guy around was staying with all summer.                                                                                                 "Lets go." I said and with that I was his tour guide,    

       I showed hi all the rooms upstairs, and the two bathrooms upstairs. Then we went downstairs to the living room then the kitchen. That led us to to movie theater and the third bathroom. I showed him the family room the became my den. The list went on to the indoor pool the basement, garage and the backyard.  He took everything as if he had seen it all before. Knowing of Bryon's parents he probably had twice as much as I had.      

    The last thing I showed him was the bowling alley. It wasn't that big, it only had three lanes. i hadn't been in the room since dad died but it was cool to go back there. We sat down at one of the tables in there and talked about the room. Tears filled my eye's when I talked about dad, but they never came down. Today was different because before I knew it they were running down my checks. The bowling alley was dads favorite place, and when he died mom and I avoided it, Bryon listened to everything I had to say about him and at one point it looked like he might cry. He grabbed my had and looked into my eye's. We both didn't move until my mom showed in the door way. She said she had to go and that she loved me and with that she was gone. I was happy she left because all I wanted at the moment was Bryon.