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Chapter Seven// "Sleeping Beauty"

Chapter//"Sleeping Beauty"
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I wrapped my legs around his waist. Our laughter filled the air. I felt his hands on my upper thighs, I shivered a little, I have never been touched there by a guy before. His hands were so warm. He looked over his shoulder and had a devious smile on his face. Before I knew it I was back under water, again.
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Bo Addams
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I fell into my bed, my body ached with tiredness. As I laid in bed I felt like I was still on my back in the ocean, letting the waves roll under my back. Making me drift back and forth. I thought about today, a smile slipped on my face. After our splash war the girls went back to the sand and tanned. I laid out in the sun, but I layered sunscreen on. After a while of talking with the girls, they guys ran up with buckets of water and poured it all over us. Pissed off expressions stayed on all our faces.
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The guys were hysterically laughing their asses off. And I pushed them into the sand, they fell down but still laughing. Then we tried this wave board thing. The first time I tried it I fell on my ass, the second time I landed on my knees which only hurt for a minute. I got back on again and fell in this weird way, I scraped my upper thigh and it really hurt and it started to bleed. They all panicked, finally Grant came back with ice.
It hurt to touch, even I didn't want to touch it. He barley touched with the ice and I cried out in pain.
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"It hurts," I whined, tears treating to spill. I stared at his chest and torso. Damn. His chest and abs highly muscular, and chiseled to perfection. I wondered what it would feel like? I shook that thought from my head. I felt my cheeks heat up. He pressed the ice on my skin, I shrieked, pain circulated through my body. I was about ready to hop away but I think he read my mind.
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His arm wrapped around my waist, he kept me securely in place. I liked the feeling of his muscular arms wrapped around my waist. His arm was warm against my cold, wet skin. He shifted the ice around, I winced. He looked at me, sympathy crossed his features. He held the ice for a while, then told me to go in the water, he said the salt water will help clean it. I listened.
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After when the sun started to go down, we all were getting hungry so we called Aunt Anna and Uncle J. They decided to meet us at this sea food place called Toucan Joe's. So we all got on our bikes and rode a mile down the road.
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When we got there Aunt Anna and Uncle J already had a table. I scanned the place, it was pretty nice, it was tropical themed, their mascot was a toucan (duh). We decides to sit outside, so were able to watch the sun sink down over the water. Seagulls had swarmed over us, squawking as loud as the could. They would sit of this perch and stare at you an you food, like a moth drawn to a light.
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I threw a three quarter eaten French fry and watched them go all hunger games. Aunt Anna gave a disapproving look, every time she looked away I threw another French fry. I saw Grant looking at me with an amused grin plastered on his face. I started laughing a little, Grant joined me. Confused looks were thrown at both of us.
After we are left we headed home and went straight to the shower, the urge to get sand out of unwanted place was overwhelming, luckily this time nobody walked in on me. When I was done I slid on my PJs and put my hair in a braid.
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I went down stairs and joined them in watching Impractical jokers, after a while we all we laughing so hard, it hurt my stomach and I sounded like a dying donkey. A few more episodes later everyone went off to bed. So now here I am. I look at the time; 9:41. I sigh, I wiggle deeper into my blanket and curl up into a ball. I stare into darkness, the only light was the faint glow of the bathroom door. For some reason Claire likes to sleep with the bathroom lights on, it drives my batty. I toss and turn, finally letting the darkness consume me taking me some where far away.
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I'm underwater, all I see are bubbles encircling me, I swim back up to the surface. I breathe in the sweet taste of air. I hear laughter echo the room. I look for the source, a boy about 14. I look at myself, in the mirror by the side of the pool, I'm some how 14, again.
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"What's so funny?" I ask him.
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"You," He says. He swims closer to me, he stands a few inches in front of me. He's taller than I thought, and he was handsome too, beautiful brown eyes and brown hair, I'm guessing, his hair was wet so I'm no so sure. He looks into my eyes, I avoid his eyes by watching a drop of water roll down his face and plop down in the water.
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He brings hands to my cheeks, his thumbs go in small circles on my cheeks. I look into his eyes, bit before I could say anything his lips crash into mine. An amazing warmth seeps into my body. I kiss him back, his lips are warm and soft, almost familiar, but it's weird because I've never kissed anyone before. I wrap my arms around his neck. His arms encircle my waist bringing closer to him. I run my finger through his wet hair, his hands explore my waist and stomach like a treasure map.
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We pull away, he puts his forehead to mine and our panting breaths mingle in the remaining space left between us. A smile makes it's way on to my face, I let out a small laugh and sink down into the water. A mischievous glint reflects in my eyes.
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"Try and catch me," I wink. I jump into the water doing a back stroke as fast as I as I can. I hear him laugh and splash behind me, I push harder. I flip around on my stomach and continue to swim. I don't know how long I swam for, but he caught my arm and pulled me towards him. A laughter erupted between us, he pulled me close to him and rests his forehead to mine.
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"Got you," He said, a small smile on his lips. He bring my face to his and kiss him, the taste of his lips is like nothing else. It's pure bliss, I smile. I pull away, I see a grin plastered on his face. I grab his hand and we get out of the pool. He tugged on my hand, he pulled me to him, my body pressing against his. He brought his hand up and strokes my cheek.
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"I love you," He blurted out. I caught me by surprise. I think he could tell, sadness tugged at his face.
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"I love you, too," I said. All of a sudden the lights go out, everything going pitch black. I shrieked.
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"Bo!" I hear the boy call my name. I hear the sound of struggling, grunts of effort echo.
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"BO! RUN!" He cries, the last part was muffled.
Fear cut like a blade in my mind, the pit sinks so far I don't where it is. My whole body is frozen from fear. The still working part of my mind screams run! My body starts to turn around and run. I hear people behind me, the only problem is I can't see where I'm supposed to go. I feel a hand snake it's way to my wrist. I'm pulled back, my back hits something hard, I let out a grunt of pain.
I know I have to keep fighting. I start to run again, I'm caught before I can take off. I feel someone grab from behind me.
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They hold my arms behind me, something being pressed to my face. I cry out, hoping someone will hear me. I thrash around, trying to keep the cloth away from my mouth. I felt my body getting weaker and tired.
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My eyelids feel tired, they start to close. Don't close your eyes! My eyes closed and my body went limp, I fell into the deep pit of black unconsciousness.
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"Bo," I hear a whisper call me.
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"Bo,".
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I woke with a start. I felt a hand over my mouth. My heart pounded in my chest. I was about to scream when I heard a familiar voice.
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"Shh, it's okay, it's Grant," He said. All I could see was a light outline of him. I pried his hand off my mouth.
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"What the hell are you doing in here?!" I whispered yelled, my voice was shaking, my heart was still pounding. It was so weird I hadn't had that dream since that night a the hospital. I still feel the tingling on my lips from the kiss.
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"I have a surprise for you," He said snapping me back into reality. I gave him a confused look. "Look, just meet me down stairs in five minutes and I'll show you," He stood up and creeped out of the room before I could utter a word. Okaaaayy.
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I rubbed my eyes and exhaled, I threw my covers off of me and sat on the edge of the bed. I looked at the clock; 12:36. Where the hell is he taking me at freakin' midnight. The movies? I got
up and walked to the bathroom, I squinted as I opened the door, the light was blinding. I shut the door behind me. I went to the counter and looked at it. I looked like a train wreck, mascara under my eyes, hair matted, a bad taste in my mouth.
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I'm glad the light were off when I talked to Grant. I grabbed the mouth wash from under the sink, popped open the cap and tipped it back.
A burning sensation swirled around in my mouth. I swished it around in my mouth until the burning stopped. I walked out of the bathroom and shut the door quietly behind me.
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I walked down stairs and around the corner to the kitchen to Grant leaning against the counter oblivious to my arrival. I stared at him, his cotton, light green shirt hugged his muscular body. Outlining his every muscle on his chest and arms. I knew he had a six pack. How defined it was. I wondered the way it would feel under my touch.
Woah, Bo, slow down. I felt my neck heat up as I thought of me doing something like that.
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"Morning sleeping beauty,". My head snapped up and looked at him. The way he the words rolled off his lips sounded like he had said it a million times before. I frowned at the thought of him having a girlfriend. Wait?! Why do I care?
A wave of déjà vu washed over me, I shook my head.
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"Why am I up at freakin' o dark thirty?" I asked with a sigh.
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"Mornings were never your favorite," He said. I was about to say something about him avoiding my question but I stopped myself. How did he know that? A confused look crossed my face, I think he realized what he said because he changed the subject.
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"Remember that note I gave you?" He asked. I nodded. The note was my bookmark I had (for some reason) fantasized about how he would make it up to me. Apparently waking up at O dark thirty was fun, whatever. "Well this is it,".
I cocked my eyebrow.
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"Look. Just come with me. Please? I promise you won't regret it," He said. I put my hand on my hip and bit my lip. A smile snaked it's way on to my face. I held my hand out with my pinky extended out.
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"Pinky promise?" I asked. I saw his eyes get wide as a softball, like he had seen a ghost. He shook his head.
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"Pinky promise," He said bring up his hand and .
taking his large pinky and wrapping around my little one. I looked at him, his brown eyes searching mine his face inched closer to mine and surprisingly I moved closer. I realized what I was doing and I pulled back.
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"I- um, where are we going?" I asked a blush creeping up and my face. I can't believe I was about to kiss him. I barley knew him, even though I've felt like I've known him my whole life. I don't know why I just feel drawn to him like an invisible force moving us to each other.
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He smiled. "Follow me and we'll find out," He said.
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"Where are we going?" I asked again.
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He smiled. "Somewhere you won't regret,".
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I sighed. "Do I have a choice?" I asked.
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"Nope,". He grabbed my hand and we snuck out the garage into the cool summer night.

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