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Chapter 21

Friday

Bo

I haven’t seen David since the day he randomly showed up at my work and that worries me a bit. He always has some way of popping up on me without warning.

I’ve also been skipping school the last few days. After I got home from hanging out with Adrian and Lukas, I realized that I’ve been spending way to much time with them and now they know so much. Too much actually.

A knock sounds at my front door and I sigh as I get off the couch to answer it. My eyes are greeted by the familiar face of Adam who stands there, smiling with a bouquet of pink daisies.

“Hello ma’am, I think it’s time I escorted you to dinner,” He bows as he hands me the flowers.

“I think you have the wrong apartment buddy,” I laugh, pulling the card out of the flowers.

To Bo, the neighbor, the outcast, the coworker, the carpooler, the mystery.

“How original,” I scoff putting the card back where it was and stepping aside so Adam can enter, “I don’t even have a vase for these.”

Adam’s eyes light up with amusement, “I had a feeling you were going to say that, so I took the liberty of buying you a vase as well.”

He pulls a beautifully decorated vase from behind his back. The thing is large and abstract. The mixture of colors on the vase looked like some foreign design but of course, he probably bought it at Walmart.

“Why is this a thing?” I ask, taking the heavy vase from his hands and carrying everything to the kitchen. I hear the front door close and his footsteps approach where I stand.

“Cause, we’ve known each other for so long and haven’t gone on a date,” He leans on his arm as I fill up the vase with water.

“I thought the breakfast thing was a date?” He raises his eyebrows and a ghost of a smile plays on his lips.

“You got me there. I’m playing around with you though, I want to take you on a ‘we’re just friends’ date.”

“I know Adam, stop acting like I take your acts of kindness seriously. They’re extremely rare.” I place the daisies in the vase and set them on the kitchen counter. Not only was Adam acting strange, he’s never brought me flowers before. He watches me carefully when I lean back on the counter, waiting for him to respond to me but instead he just stands there, doing nothing.

My eyebrows knit together in confusion by his actions. Normally he would have a witty comeback or at least say something. Without a second to process anything, Adam grabs my waist and pulls me close.

“Please tell me this is okay,” He whispers, his voice is shaky and I look up at him, confused. What the hell is he doing? I thought Adam looked at me as like a little sister!

“Uh, I-I don’t know,” I reply, grasping onto his bicep. I’m not sure if I want this but I don’t know why I won’t give it a try.

“Yes or no Bo,” He whispers, inching a little closer to my face.

“Yes,” I breathe and his lips softly press on mine. Our lips move in sync and almost instinctively, Adam picks me up and drops me on the kitchen counter. My back hits the vase and knocks it over. The water pools and the second it touches my butt, I break the kiss and hop off the counter.

“Wow,” Adam takes a deep breath and runs his fingers through his hair, “I didn’t expect you to be such a great kisser.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I laugh, touching my butt where the wet spot is, “I have to go change my pants.”

I leave Adam alone in my kitchen and go into my bedroom. My foot kicks the door closed and I begin to freak out.

WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST DO?

My hands are shaking as I take a pair of fresh jeans from a hanger. After changing, I fix my hair in the mirror and leave my room to see Adam sitting on the couch, a goofy smile resting on his very symmetrical face.

“This doesn’t mean I like you,” I say coldly as I put on my shoes.

“What? Making out with me? I’d beg to differ,” Adam chuckles when I stand up off the couch.

“Are you gonna go to this ‘we’re just friends’ dinner?” I ask, blindly opening the front door. Before I can make it any further than half a step, I’m greeted by a hard chested, tall person. I look up and Adrian stands there, a confused look on his face.

“Hey Bo, I haven’t seen you in a couple days.” Adrian says awkwardly, scratching his head, “Lukas and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

“Lukas is here?” I ask, sticking my head outside to see nobody in the corridor.

“He’s coming right now, I think he said something about grabbing something from the store.”

“Hey, Bo, who’s this?” Adam comes behind me and I feel the tension rise.

“Adrian; this is Adam, Adam; this is Adrian,” Adrian raises his eyebrows and the attitude in them makes me feel awkward.

“I’m aware,” Is all Adrian says before taking a step back.

“We were just about to head out to dinner if you and Lukas want to come?” Adam seems a little stand-offish once I close the door to my apartment.

“Yeah, I don’t care, where are we going?”

“Actually, Adam hasn’t told me yet,” I look at him and his blue eyes are still staring at Adrian, I can see the little bit of resentment in his eyes.

“We’re going to Crystal Waters,” He says, finally looking down at me, his eyes growing as I look at him.

“Fun! I live Crystal Waters,” I begin walking toward the parking lot and we run into Lukas on the way, “Hey, we’re going to Crystal Waters,” I say when Lukas looks at us, clearly confused.

“Oh shit, okay. I’ll ride with Adrian then.” Lukas says, hopping into the truck once we get back to the parking lot.

I get into Adam’s car and we sit in the cold atmosphere for a few minutes after Adrian and Lukas are gone.

“Why did they show up all of a sudden?” Adam asks me, turning the engine on and turning the knob for the heater.

“I haven’t been to school in the last couple days,” I admit, buckling my seatbelt.

“Why not?” He puts his hand on the middle console and I feel my heart sink a little.

I shrug my shoulders, “I don’t know, I just haven’t felt like it.”

“Do you know what time we go to work?” He changes the subject as we finally start on our way.

“I don’t know about you but I start at nine,” I answer, grabbing my hair and lightly tugging on it.

“Guess I go in at nine too then,” He shrugs, stopping at a red light.

“Alright, but if the boss gets mad at you, it’s not my fault.”

He cracks a smile and leans his head back on the seat, “Nothing would ever be your fault, Bo.”

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