Cassie's Tale on Life, Love and Loss

Chapter 10

A month went by with me, Serena, Axel and my mom all in the same house. It was pretty fun. Their house was still under construction but with the winter coming up the contractors were woking fast because they will have to put it on hold during the winter. Mr. abd Mrs. Ramirez agreed to send money monthly to help pay the bills and stuff since Serena and Axel would be staying with us un til their house was fixed. Me and Serena got very close. She calls us best friends, but I prefer to call us really close friends because the last best friend I had is completely irreplaceable.

At the same time, Axel and I got closer too. Our playful flirting with each other occasionally escalated to a little touching. Nothing too serious though, just hugging too long for it to be called a friendly hug, or his hands going a bit too low when we hug, but I don't mind, it only makes me want to hug him more often.

I was living with the quarterback that brought our team to its first win at state championship game. Not like I know anything about football but its awesome to say, it would sound even better to say he was my boyfriend, but that's only in my dreams.

I woke up to my alarm blaring and all I could think of was is Axel up yet?

I slide out of my bed to see Serena groaning and turning over in her blankets on the cot.

Scampering out the door to the bathroom, I fix my self and curl my hair so the coils fall just right. Since Axel and I started being friends I've been wearing a bit of makeup and caring more and more about my appearance. He's changing me- but I like it.

When I was satisfied with my hair I swayed to the guest room door, which now I guess is his, and knocked. There was no reply so I eased the door open gently and there in front if me was a model perfect guy with the dreamiest chest.

He laid there on his pillow with the best bedhead imaginable and a small spot of drowl at the corner of his lips. It was adorable.

The blankets were showing his chiseled pecs and some of his perfectly shaped abs. I checked my mouth to make sure I wasn't drowling.

Walking over to the side of the bed, I wondered what I should say, staring down at him. I felt like a stalker.

"Wakey wakey handsome" I whispered as I shook him a little.

"Oh sweet checks you should really stop feeding my ego" he says winking at me. Even after he just wakes up he is still his same cocky self. How did he just wake up but manages to be so conscious about everything.

"Whatever jock, just get ready." I walk out of his room feeling my ears heat up and go to my- well mine and Serena's room.

Serena is up and looking at three outfits. It's not that hard to decide what to wear. Just drag on something simple and easy.

"Having fun there?" I say smugly and she turns to me and pouts.

"No I don't know what I want to wear" she whines flopping into the bean bag.

"You do realize we're just going to school right?" I giggle walking over to her surveying the choices she has laid out. I pointed to the black tank top and stonewashed jeans jacket and a pair of grey high waisted jeans. She coupled it with her hot pink pumps and stared at it smiling. I've done well I smile to myself.

"Nice, I must be rubbing off on you. Here put this on. Consider it a thank you." She grinned handing me some hangers with a almost the same outfit she is putting on. A periwinkle blue tank top, grey jeans jacket folded up at the elbows and a pair of skin tight skinny jeans. I considered denying it, but she gives me a face that read take it! And so I did. And damn did I look hot.

There could be a great benefit to rooming with the Serena Ramirez.

We get dressed and she does my makeup amazingly, not too in your face and subtle enough to look natural. This is what my mother has wanted from me for so long- to be a normal teenage girl. Honestly, I don't know why I stopped caring so much about my looks, I guess that's what depression does to you, but it feels good to wear makeup.

When she is sure we are both perfect, we both step out of the door and I bump into a rigid, tall figure. I looked and to see it was Axel looking down at me.

"Wow" his eyes sweep me up and down. Maybe he does like me.