I dried my hair and like usually it began to poof up into staticky ringlets. I sighed and just threw it up in a bun, hoping that it will help contain it at least for the night.
I opened the door to my room and was met with a smug grin. "What are you doing now?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We need to have a talk."
"Or we don't and we ignore everything that happened tonight!"
Mom pushed out her bottom lip and folded her hands together, "Pleeeaaassee! You never tell me this kind of stuff, you've never been in love before!"
My face twisted into a sick look. "Love?" I scoffed, "oh please I can't be in love with-" she grinned knowing she just caught me. "Anyone!" I finished.
She frowned and tears began to form in her eyes, "You don't trust me anymore." She let her lip quiver.
"No no no! I will not fall victim to your villainous tricks!" I said quickly looking at my record player as a means to distract myself.
She suddenly stopped and sighed, she then caught my gaze and smirked. "Then I guess you can kiss that Midnighter's 45 and the sheet music goodbye." She began to walk out of the room. I thought for a second, "wait," she paused in the door way. "I'll tell you but don't flip your wig, it won't be as exciting as you think it is."
She clapped her hands together, kicking my door closed with her slippered foot she proceeded to throw herself onto my bed.
Sighing I began.
"So there's this boy-""Clearly."
"Won't tell you if you interrupt. So this boy, I've known him since I was five, and he is a total germ sometimes but all in all I know I can trust him. He is my first and only friend, and without him I would feel like a real fream, y'know? Sometimes he sneaks out of his classes and rides his bike to my school cuz he knows I have a break and wants to check on me and make sure he doesn't have to fight anyone."
"Has he ever had to?"
"One time, he is kinda banned from school property but that could never stop him."
"Well, what happened?"
I shifted uncomfortably, "a senior boy was trying to get all touchy with me and when I denied him of that he threw me on the ground, but the boy had arrived just in time to see so next thing I knew he had the senior up against the wall by his neck." I picked at my finger nails as mom gasped.
"Well, now you've done it! He needs to come here immediately, I want to meet your knight in shinning armor!" She smiled.
"No!" I yelled startling her. "I mean, his mother is really strict and he is supposed to be studying really hard this next week for his big exams so I'm afraid there is no time." I said hoping she wouldn't push it farther.
"Well where were ya tonight then?" She raised an eyebrow.
"His house." I frowned. "That was only because his Aunt found out about him sneaking around here!" My eyes widened as I finished the sentence, mom raised her eyebrows and scoffed.
"Wowza! Real mature Cam, if dad knew you had boys in here! Why, he might just kill the boy!" She nudged my arm a bit, chuckling as she did, "not to worry love, I already knew you had someone coming up here every now in then! This boy of yours sure isn't quiet, not in the slightest, but I avent told your father on account of me caring for your safety and all."
I sighed and rubbed my temples, "The point of all of this is that while I do really care for him, I'd hardly call it romance! A guy and a girl can be close without there being anymore. I'm just scared that with our age that one of us might think there is more."
Mom smiled, "Camille I love you no matter what decision you make, and if this boy really cares for you then he will understand and talk it out with you."
I nodded and gave an appreciated look her way as she began to leave.
"Oh wait," she turned on her heal, "what's the boys name?"
I laid back and stared at the ceiling. "Um," I thought for a second then smiled to myself, "Winston."
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NoWhere Boy:A John Lennon love story
أدب الهواةCamille didn't have a pot to piss in until a woman took her in. John was a rebel to be, but he wasn't quite there yet. Growing up is tough, but life is tougher.