The Right Guys

Chapter 2

It was about ten to twelve when I heard a knock on my window. I got off my bed, walked to the other side of my room, and opened the window. There was nothing there, but the tree that stood outside.

    “Hey! Can I come in?” A voice came from the tree. Then out popped Rider.

    I jumped hitting my head on the window. “Ow, really. Did you have to do that?”

    “Are you ok?” Rider pushed me back so he could get through the window.

    “No, I just hit my head. Now what do you want?” I walked over to my bed holding my head thinking why is he here now? Why can’t he just go away ‘till tomorrow? Owww! 

    “Ok, then. I told you this afternoon or should I say yesterday afternoon, that if you didn’t kiss me I was going to kiss you and then stay with you all night if you didn’t. I would have been here sooner, but i had something to take care of.” He looked at me, then around my room.

    “Ok, then. Well I guess you can stay, but if you hear my dad coming hide somewhere. Ok?” I moved my quilt my mom made before she passed. Then crawled into my bed watching Rider try to find a spot to hide. I grabbed my stereo remote, turned it down, and was singing along with ‘Your Love is My Drug’ by Kesha.

    I had just fallen asleep, when something warm touched my forehead. I rolled over onto something warmer than what touched me. I woke up to see that Rider was still with me; watching me sleep. I asked with a groggy voice, “What are you doing?” I blinked trying to stay awake.

    “What do you mean?” He had confusion in his eyes.

    “Didn’t you just touch my forehead?” I was just as confused as he was.

    “Yeah, so what. Did I do something wrong?” He took my arm pulling me into a sitting position so he could put his arm around me.

    “No, but it was just a little… I dunno... weird.” I took his hand in mine and looked at how much larger it was than mine.

    “Ok, so what. You wanna know something?” He looked at me like I was the best thing in my room right now and it was starting to scare me, but only a little.

    “What?” I had a little too much worry in my voice that it was hard to even fool me and it is hard to fool me.

    “Don’t worry. I just wanted to tell you i liked you, but…”

    “But nothing, I was worried you were going to say something else. And I like you too.” I took my hand from his, and leaned in to kiss him. He kissed me back, but with something more than before. I couldn’t place it quite yet. I pulled away and looked at my little neon green alarm clock. It read 1:30 am.

    “Ah, s**t!” I pulled away from him and scooted down into a lying position so I could go back to sleep. I had my back against the wall and I was facing Rider so I could watch him while I was trying to fall asleep.

    “What is this all about?” Rider moved his arm so he could see my face.

    “Today is Friday and I do have to go to school later in the morning so it's best I sleep now or I’m going to be a huge b***h later. K?” I yond and waited for an answer.

    “I guess I would take.. you not being a b***h so I could do more things with you tonight, so yes, go to sleep and I will still be here when you wake up.”

    I curled up next to Rider, with my hand in his and my head on his very warm chest. I was out cold about five minutes later.

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Beep, beep, beep. My alarm clock goes off until I turn it off. “Hey, sleepy head, wake up.” I heard a familiar voice, but couldn’t place it.

    “No, go away. Five more minutes.” I rolled over onto something warm and curled up next to it. 

    “Brooklyn, you have to get up now or you’re not getting a ride to school.” A warm thumb touched my cheek, and rubbed it. I soon realized Rider was still here with me so i took his hand in mine and with my other hand found the veins that were sticking out because he was so strong. “Do you do this every day?” Rider whispered in my ear with a sweet, but soft voice. 

    “Yes, but i will get up when I wanna. But today i will get up for you, only under one condition.” I brushed my wild blonde hair from my face to see his.

    “I guess so, but if it involves me leaving then no.” He took the one piece of hair that didn’t want to cooperate this morning and started playing with it.

    “Fine, but oh, never mind.” I pushed myself up with my free hand and was just about to let Riders' hand go when I was suddenly being pulled back. Rider had his free hand around my waist and pulled me back towards him. “Ok, then. What are you doing now?”

    “This.” After saying that one word he had me on his lap and he was kissing me. We stayed like that for at least five minutes.

    “Ok, I have to go get ready or I’m going to be late for school. If I’m late again I’ll have detention and if I get detention I’ll be late for work and if I'm late for work i’ll get fired. So can i go get ready now?” I looked at Rider with pleading eyes.

    “Ok, I’ll meet you out front. And hurry up, i don’t want to get caught by traffic, then you’ll be really late. Haha!” Rider let me go and i ran to my closet, grabbed my blue skinny jeans, Blood on the Dancefloor shirt (my favorite shirt ever), my black high tops (that i’ve had forever and they show it because i’ve written all over the white part that’s at the top of the shoe), and my favorite hoodie with the big m on the back that stands for monster energy drink. Ran to the bathroom, took my black tank top and blue and yellow tweedy pajama pants off, found my black and green checkered bra with the matching socks, put them on, threw on my jeans, then shirt, slipped on my high tops, then my hoodie. Walked to the cabinet, opened it, grabbed my make-up box, plucked my black eyeliner, black mascara, and my dark blue eyeshadow. Put my eyeliner on thick, then the eye shadow on thin, and finally the mascara. Threw it back in the box, then put the box back. Half jogged back to my room, opened my door that read ‘Don’t Disturb’ and ‘Don’t knock just go away!’ walked to my desk, plucked my heavy book bag from the chair and walked out of my room. Down the hall and turn the corner towards the stairs I heard a muffled conversation down stairs.

    “No, I think we should take her with us. It might be good for her.” Karen, my stepmother, said to my dad. 

    “I don’t know; she does have to work tonight and she can’t call off again or they’ll fire her.” I heard my dad say, sticking up for me.

    I stepped on the only squeaky part of the stairs when i was clearly trying to miss it. My dad and step mom must have heard me because their conversation stopped. 

    “Dad i’m going to school now. See you later, Ok?” I ran through the living room to the front door trying my best to hurry so Rider didn’t have to wait any longer.

    “Brooklyn we need to talk when you get home from school. Ok?” I heard a chair squeak against the wood floor we have in the kitchen, so i booked it out the door with a whatever over my shoulder.

    I half ran to the car Rider was waiting for me in. I opened the door and said, “Where’d you get this car.” It was a 1975 blue convertible. I love how every guy I meet and become friends with or go out with have nice cars.

    “It was my dads before he died. He gave it to me for my 16th birthday. But five days later he died and I haven’t driven it since then. And now…” 

    “Why, why are you driving it now?”

    “I don’t really know why I’m driving it now. I guess I just missed driving it so much that i had my mom bring it for me.”

    “Well that’s cool so are we going or not?” I looked at him with questioning eyes.

    “Yeah, yeah I know and we’re still on for tonight right?”

    “Yeah, but i have to take care of something with my dad and his wife before we can go ok?”

    “Yeah, but i have to tell you something tonight and it’s very important and i don’t want you to find out some other way ok?”

    “Yeah, ok but can’t you tell me now?”

    “No, because it has to be a secret until tonight and i trust you with this now but when i do tell you, you can’t tell anyone else ok.”

    “Ok, then i guess.” I was so puzzled and he was confusing me by just saying that he had something to tell me and that i couldn’t know now. I mean i can take something this early i always have i don’t see why we have to wait for tonight.

    “Brooklyn i’m serious!”

    “Then why can’t you tell me now? I don’t see what the problem is? Is it something life threatening or something like that? Please Rider just tell me now.”

    “I just can’t I have to tell you tonight when Landon gets back from god only knows where and he can deal with it after i tell you ok?”

“Ok, but why does Landon have to deal with it when he gets back? Rider you are starting to scare me now.”

“I’m sorry, but he has to deal with it because he’s the only one who knows how to. He is your best friend and knows what to do.”

    He tried grabbing my hand but i just pulled away. He had severely pissed me off because I hate when people tell me they have something to tell me but can or cut off their sentence and won’t tell me the rest or what gets me really pissed is saying something and when i ask what they said they say never mind. Gosh that fires me up and i want to punch the closes thing.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, i’m fine.”

“Then why’d you pull your hand away?”

“I don’t know, maybe i just don’t want to hold hands right now.”

“Ok?” Rider just let it go and stared straight until we got to the school.