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stood in front of me, waiting.
    I stared at him. He looked like he
was out of anything more to say.
    “ I like you, and I’m willing to
work on figuring you out, as long as it’s nothing that you’re
hiding from me.”
    “ I’m not hiding, I’m right here.
I’m not trying to impress you. There’s not too much impressive
about me.”
    “ There’s a lot, I just don’t
understand you.”
    “ Give it time, you will. It takes
time to understand anyone, you know that. Just know I’m not here to
hurt you in anyway.” He kneeled down in front of me, staring up at
me. His eyes looked disappointed. He thought he’d lost my
interest.
    I kissed his forehead, running my
hand through his hair. “It’s okay, I’m willing to learn all you
want me to know, and I do think you’re worth a shot.”

Chapter 6
     
    No friend
     
    The next day my parents were
packing for a little anniversary get away. It was their
twenty-fourth wedding anniversary and every year they took a trip
to wherever it was they decided to get
away to, and spend some time together. They never had a
destination. They drove, did some sightseeing and then got a luxury
hotel and did whatever it was that two uptight people would
do.
    I leaned against the porch
railing as my dad put their suitcases in
the car. “You’ll hold the fort down while were gone?” he
asked.
    “ Of course, have a good time.” I
said.
    My mother got in the car waving
lightly; she was in her glory the best day of her life.
    I went inside, shutting the
screen behind me, checked my hair and makeup (I had actually decided to wear a little today for once)
and put on some lip gloss in the mirror,
pulling my hair up in a pony tail.
    Gray walked past staring at me
with a weird expression. “What’s with the primping?”
    “ I’m a girl with hair, sometimes I
like to do it,” I said, pulling a few strands down. They fell
lazily and, deciding I didn’t like it at all, I pulled the whole
thing down. I fluffed my wavy locks and started into the
kitchen.
    “ Are you expecting company, or you
going out?”
    “ What’s it to you?” I asked him. I
swore, sometimes he acted as if I were ten and was being paid to
babysit me.
    “ I don’t know what I am doing
yet.” I slammed the fridge shut, no longer in the mood to eat
anything.
    Gray leaned over the counter,
looming like a nat. “If you want her to come over then have her
over I don’t care. I’m not going to tell Dad and Mom.” He eyed me
for a glimpse of sarcasm and then walked out.
    I didn’t care because I planned on
seeing Ace after he was done with work- he said he had some stuff
to finish up.
    I plopped down on the couch
turning on the TV. There wasn’t much to watch so I settled on an
old black and white movie starring some actress I didn’t recognize.
She was a singer and in a love triangle. So classy, I thought, for
being such an old movie. Even back then there was tons of
drama.
    There was never anything to do
when you had to wait for something. I read a magazine. Quickly
growing bored with all the self-help bull, I tossed it on the floor
and dozed off.
    Sometimes I didn’t dream.
Sometimes I had vivid dreams. They never were anything that made
sense to me, just being lost or falling, many of stress and anxiety.
    I felt tapping on my arm. I
swatted it away, rolling over to get more comfortable. The tapping
continued.
    “ Stop!” I yelled, curling
up.
    “ Eve,” Ace said, standing above
me. I jumped, sitting up in a hurry.
    I felt my hair to see if it
was all over the place, seemed alright. He laughed at me, taking a
seat in my dad’s chair. He looked odd in the huge leather recliner.
My dad was the only one who ever sat in
it. I smiled trying to wake up more.
    “ Did you get that bored?” he
asked.
    “ I got tired. I didn’t think I
would fall asleep.”
    “ It’s alright, I’m feeling pretty
tired myself.” He moved to the couch, leaning back and putting his
feet up on the foot stool. I lay back