Wishes and Kisses || COMPLETE

Chapter 9: New Master

The following morning, I made sunny side up eggs and bacon for Jean, and arranged it to make it look like a smiley face.

Jean came downstairs rubbing her eyes. Her hair was frizzy, and her eyes were all puffed up from crying the night before, but even so I thought," you look beautiful," I said, bringing my words out loud.

Jean sat at the table, not reacting to my words at all. "Mmm?" She said.

I fixed her a cup of coffee and placed the food in front of her too.

"Is this for me?" She asked.

I nodded. "Yes it is."

She scarfed down the coffee, and once the mug was out of her face she caught me admiring her, smiling.

"Do I have something on my face?" she asked.

I chuckled. "No. You're just adorable."

She raised her brows, but started eating her breakfast anyway. We chatted over breakfast. We didn't discuss anything huge. Just a happy conversation. I didn't overthink it too much. I was so lost in the moment.

Somehow, the rays of morning light that shone through the window presented themselves differently than the day before, or any other day. Somehow, everything felt comforting and bright. I appreciated every moment of this morning with Jean because I knew it would be my last one.

"Oh shoot, what am I going to wear to school?" Jean asked.

"Well I was looking through my old clothes from junior high, and I know this isn't the kind of think you'd usually wear, but I think it would fit."

I pulled out my old flower-patterned cargo shorts and an oversized black t-shirt.

Jean looked at the outfit and cracked a smile.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said. "I'll wear it."

We drove to school together, and met up with Kaylee and Ryan. Kaylee and Ryan teased me and Jean because it was very apparent she spend the night at my house. It was just like every day. We hung out in the morning, then at lunch, and said goodbye at the end of the day. The only difference was that I knew what was to come next, while the three of them were completely oblivious. At one point I was even silent, just taking everything in and they asked what was wrong. I responded with 'these moments aren't going to last forever'. Ryan scolded me about how I think too much again and I'm letting everything get to my head, and I just let him think that. I let him wallow in his ignorance because I came to the conclusion that was really the only way to stay happy. He wasn't burdened with all the information I had to carry with me.

After school Jean and I went back to her house and watched tv. It was things as usual. We talked for a bit, had some nice moments in between. There was nothing unusual to be going on. Nothing at all. Then came 10 'o clock, and I was being booted out as I usually was during that time.

"I think you have to go," Jean said. "It's already getting late."

I didn't want to go. Then that would mean the day would be over, and I would have to make the wish. I stuffed my face into a pillow. "Do I really have to go now? Can't I stay longer?"

"About last night . . ." Jean was fumbling just to find her words. "When I asked to stay the night at your place, I didn't mean to make that become a recurring thing that would happen between us."

"Was it odd for you?"

"I mean, no . . . Yes? I don't know. Maybe not odd, but . . . intimate."