UNEDITED
Not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear your path.
Those are the words that Justin McCallister has been repeating in his mind since the day he was diagnosed with a non-cancerous brain tumour that's been causing partial...
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Adelaide
My alarm goes off too early and I roll over. I lift my hand, smacking at it to stop the hideous music assaulting my peaceful dreams. When my hand comes in contact with a flat, glassy surface, I realize I'm not going to be able to shut my phone up by smacking it. Oh, the days when I actually had an alarm clock.
Oh, the days when I could actually remember to turn it off for the weekend.
Groaning, I sit up in bed and reach for my phone, aggressively silencing the music.
With that, I fall back onto my pillows.
It's too early to be up after staying up until three last night. I don't normally stay up that late, but after all my friends left, including Justin and his mom, the family was still going strong and we all decided it would be a good idea to play some cards. Little did we know it would last so long.
When my eyes have finally adjusted to the brightness, I reach for my phone so I can check my text messages. I have three – two about getting my butt out of bed so Mom and Dad can start making breakfast (one from each of my brothers), and the third from Justin saying he had a great time last night.
Well, if he had a great time last night, then my night was extravagant. Magical. Remarkable. I always thought my first kiss would come from one of those stupid Truth or Dare games we used to play when Soph and I were younger, and notfrom the boy I've been crushing on since our seventh English class together.
I would say the first, but I didn't really know Justin at that point. Sure, I thought he was good-looking, but he also came across as hostile. It wasn't until we started texting and talking that it really hit me.
I sigh, closing my eyes and smiling at the memory of the kiss.
It was hesitant at first, but I like it that way. First kisses aren't like the books I read – they're never perfect. And me and Justin are prime examples of that; we were hesitant and didn't really know what to do. Cautious, if you will. On top of that, I kept questioning myself, wondering if I was doing it right. Not to mention the wigs were kind of annoying, too.
But I have no problem with that. None whatsoever. A kiss is a kiss and I wouldn't ask for more.
"For Christ's sake, Addie!" Alex shouts through my bedroom door. "If you don't get up and come downstairs, Jake and I are going to get the water guns out and forcefully wake you up."
"What did I say about using empty threats, Alex?" I shout back, laughing and shaking my head. I don't know how many times Alex has threatened me and ended up doing nothing.
"Adelaide," he warns.
"Fine, fine," I say, swinging my legs over the bed and walking over to grab my fluffy housecoat. "I'll be right out. But that's only because I don't want your hangry butt running my day."
