WOUNDED.

AWKWARD.

Fuck! The back door is locked and I can't call anyone since I have no ones number yet.
As I walk slowly deeper into the kitchen so that I can go into my room, everyones eyes turn to me and just so we are clear, I hate attention. I turn slowly to look at them, way to make an impression Angelica.
"I'm so sorry, I got bored staying alone so I decided to go for a swim and I lost track of time and I didn't mean to miss dinner. I'm so sorry Mr and Mrs Games." I mumbled the last part looking at my rings like they were the most interesting thing I've ever seen.
"It's okay honey. We get that it is hard to cope with a new family. We saved some for you." Mrs Games talked first after the long dreaded silence. I already had pictures in my head of how my first torture was gonna be.
"I'm actually not hungry Mrs Games." I responded.
"Even for a tub of ice cream, a little birdie told me that it was your favourite meal."

"Well that birdie is a honest stalker."
We sat down and talked, the talk was quite informative.
They were four: Harley Games, Tony Games, Alexander Hamilton and Charlie Anderson. Alexander was the green eyed boy who I met seeking a girl into the house while Charlie was the small red headed boy with glasses. Harley was just a weird name for a woman so I decided I'll call her mum. Tony was a billionaire with his company which specialised in shoes which Harley designed. I was to go sign up for classes tomorrow and start Monday. I don't like terming myself a nerd but to be honest I am a nerd. Reading always takes me somewhere peaceful and quiet, sometimes depressing but I push through that one. I once read that the most peace of mind that one can achieve is death, I believe it's true.
Thinking that someday each one of us is gonna die and the struggles of life aren't forever there gives me hope for the next day knowing that I'm nearing the time where I'll be no more.
I was told the house rules, given my curfew and my car keys. Yes I said it, car keys. They have this thing where one needs to save time so everyone needs their own car.

When time came for bed, everyone left me with my tub and apparently Alex. "Uhm. Thanks for not selling me out today. Mum would've been so mad at me. This dinner was ment for you so she didn't want any destruction to keep anyone from coming." Alex said whilst looking down at his mug.
"Don't sweat it. Your mother knows that you have....?" I trailed off.

"Sex you mean?" He chuckled.

"Yes that." My cheeks started turning red at the mere mention of that word.

"Of course she does. Not very proud of it but yes she does know." He replied.

"I wish. My dad would kill me if he ever finds out something like that."

"Harsh! So you have a boyfriend?"

"I've been between homes So I have never gotten enough time to get serious with someone."

"So you're the 'one night stand' kind of girl?"

"You can say that."
There's no way I'm letting him know that I'm still a virgin.
"Nice. So what kind of guy do you like?" He asks.
"I'd sat the nerdy kind of bad boy. The one who can vandalize the school with me but can have a full on conversation with me about a book we read or a movie we both watched. Not documentaries. I also love the quiet ones."

"You aren't gonna ask what kind of girl I'm into?"

"Judging from what I saw the queen bee Barbie type."

"There is where you're wrong dear sister from another family."

"Oh really?"

"Yes, I'm actually into the nerdy thick type...you know...the ones who can dance and make me feel good."

I laughed. "That's a weird way of describing the girl of your dreams. I admit I love looks more than personality but I wouldn't date a guy who likes me only because of my skills on the dance floor."

"You only say that cause you know you can't dance."

"I'll let you know that I'm good at dancing though I don't do the whole slow dance thing, it's just creepy looking into one's eyes it just shows how full of yourself you are. I mean, you're looking at yourself."

"Why? I thought girls like romance, slow dances are very romantic."

"I do love romance but not the whole 'shout out to the world, I hate the feeling like you're gonna explode and that's how I feel while reading a book. What will I feel when it happens to me?"

"Happy? You'll feel happy and for a moment, you'll believe you're in love."

"Okay. If you're so sure about that. Wanna dance?"

"Why would I do that?"

"Cause there will be no harm, we don't care about each other so let's try to prove your theory. If I'm happy after the dance. You win and you get 50 bucks but if I'm just okay afterwards...You don't have to pay anything. I'm that sure that you're gonna a loose I've even gone easy on you."

"Deal."

He put some song on his phone then put his hands round my waist and mine round his neck. We were so close.

"You smell nice. Very masculine."
"Thank you. You smell nice too."
"I smell like chlorine."
"No need to be rude."

He looked directly at me and I looked at the only place I could fool him, his forehead.

"No. If you want this to work, look into my eyes."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I'm shy okay."

"You look beautiful."

"You don't look so bad yourself."

"Can you at least take a complement for once. Please, I'm trying to make you happy for goodness sake!"

"Okay."

I got time to look more at his god-like features. His striking dark green eyes, his sharp and kinda masculine jaw line, the bundle of dark black and Brown stands of hair topped off with the pink kissable lips. I stoped at his lips. They were calling my name. Just wanting me to put them between mine. They looked so tasty.
Before I knew it his eyes were darting from my mouth tho my eyes and back repeatedly, he got nearer and nearer with every second.

"You have clearly failed so I'll head to bed. Goodnight!" I said hurriedly and untangled from his hold.

I headed to my room and shut the door before I could go back. My hormones were all over the place right now.

Get over yourself Angelica. You just met him today.

I got into bed after checking all my social media accounts and taking a very long bath.