What Happened?....

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"Ryder get up breakfast is getting cold!" My eyes sprang open. I was in my bed near the edge. I don't remember anything after Andy kissed me last night. Did I pass out? Did I yell at him to get out then pass out? I'm pretty sure I didn't tell him to leave because both of hands are in front of me. I carefully looked behind me to see Andy there snuggled up next to me sleeping. I turned to face the wall again and cried a little bit before slowly getting up. But I failed. "Good morning Ryder." That voice sent a chill up my spine. "Hey Andy." Andy spent the night at my house millions of times in the past, even in my bed. But this time was scary. He and I went downstairs after the third time my mother yelled breakfast was getting cold. Andy takes a seat and piles pancakes on his plate. I expected to get a look from my father about sleeping with a boy without them knowing he was there. But no. "Good morning Andy!" My mother is surprisingly in a good mood. I didn't eat anything but I drank my orange juice. Andy gave me a concerned look then went back to eating. By the way he eats I'm surprise he's not 200 pounds. "Well I have to go home, see you at school Ryder. Thanks for breakfast Mrs. Montgomery!" "No problem sweetie!" She yelled back. "So you too have fun yesterday?" "Lots." I said before going upstairs and get ready for school.

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