The Makeover

Strolling

His legs are longer and more muscular than mine and I soom find that Noah is gaining on me.

"You're mine now." Noah says within an arms reach of me and I use all the remaiming energy invested within me to increase the distance between Noah and I. I reach the basketball hoop on my driveway, but I lost a flip-flop on the way.

"You can't catch me, I'm on base." I smirk.

"Base? What base? We never agreed to a base! There is no base!" Noah pouts.

"Well, I just made this basketball hoop base, so tough look hon."

"Isn't there a time limit for how long you can be on the base?" Noah asks.

"Not that I've heard of."

"I'll be back in a jiffy. Hold your horses. I have an idea." says Noah. After waiting for a minute, NoH finally emerges from my garage with a basketball in hand. He shoots and swishes. The basketball lands on my head.

"Hey!? Ow!" I shriek touching my head.

"Tag!" says Noah as he pokes me with his finger.

"Ughh. You got me. Fine."

"Great! Now that that issue is settled, it's time to rebuild a treehouse." Noah says.

"There's some wood, saws, screws, and drills in the garage." I explain to Noah as we walk into my garage.

"Awesome. I dont have to use a hammer then!"

After gathering our supplies, we make our way back to the treehouse. Our stroll through the small garden and forest has turned into a construction project!

"How do we do this?" I ask as Noah and I stare up at the treehouse evalating it.

"My advice? Tear it down. The woods rotting and no good. We should also get some role to replace the worn ladder."

"Is it worth it? How long will this take? Are we gonna even be up here a lot?"

"Come 'on, Addison! This project will be fun! What do we have to lose?" Noah says and witht hat we get started.

First, Noah and I unscrew the roof followed by the old walls. Then, we stand on the ground and unscrew the screws on the old treehouse floor. We take down the worn out ladder and replace it sith a brand new one I was able to put together. Noah makes four long pegs out of the wood and places them at different corners. He uses a measuring tape to do this to make the treehouse a perfect square. From there, we start to build the floor. About two hours have gone by, and it is starting to get. Bit dim. We will probably have to finish up another time; we have made very good progress today, though.

Noah and I agree to finish the treehouse floor and then stop for the night. As Noah is finishing up with the floor, I hear a shout. "Hey, how much longer are you gonna be drilling? It's frickin annoying!" Shouts James.

"Sorry for disturbing you, James." I shout back.

"We're almost done. Sheesh." says Noah pissed off.

"Thank you!" says James and I hear the shut of his window.

"I think it's his time of the month again." Jokes Noah. I giggle and slap him playfully on the shoulder.

We get down from the ladder and look up at our incompelte work. Everything looks nice so far, but Noah is going to go out and purchase some more wood for the walls and roof.

Suddenly, it starts to rain and Noah and I quickly pick up the leftover supplies we used. We run to the enclosed garage with the boards of wood on our heads, so that we will not fet soaked by the summer rain.

"Perfect timing to have finished up." smiles James.

"Yeah! Thanks for helping with the treehouse." I tell Noah smiling.

"Welcome. Anytime. I gotta go now. Family reunion tonight." Noah says looking at his watch.

"Okay. Have fun! See ya!" I say. Noah startles me with a peck on the lips. I watch him leave, still in utter shock from the short and sweet kiss. What does that mean? Ughh. I hate analyzing this. I am so confused and my head feels like it is about to explode! I think it means that Noah is getting really comftorable around me. A peck on the lips goodbye? I mean, that is what girlfriends ans boyfriends-PEOPLE WHO ARE DATING- do. It's not that I do not want to date Noah. I would in a heartbeat if it were not for James. I have two really great guys who like me and I have to choose one. I cannot think of any possible way to pick either Noah or James and time is running out! I have to decide soon or I could end up losing them both.

I realize I am still standing in the same exact spot where Noah left me standing in the garage, so I walk inside embracing the warm, heated atmosphere with a smile. The rain outside has come with a cold front or so it seems. Minutes later, my mother calls me to dinner, but I am still thinking about the peck Noah gave me. And then that leaves to me trying to choose either James or Noah to date, which is absolutely IMPOSSIBLE! I sure am in a tough spot.

Tonight, for dinner my mom ordered Chinese takeout. I mindlessly eat my sweet and sour chicken, fried rice with shrimp, and lo mein. Normally, I embrace the flavor of Chinese, but it all tastes so bland tonight. I drum my cholsticks on the table, restless. My mom seems to notice my uneasiness, but she doesn't say anything and chooses to leave me alone.

Anyways, I cannot concentrate on anything but the two boys! What is happening to me?

James: Well, he obviously has some issues, but he is really sweet and caring. He also is really handsome.

Noah: He is smokin hott!!! It kind of bothers me how he throws his money around, though. I know he works hard at his auto shop, but still. He is also really sweet.

It is Sunday night and I realize I have done no homework this whole weekend. I quickly dig out my agenda, but not even the torterous Calculus math can distract me today. I scribble down random answers not really paying attention to the words and numbers after a while. It is the same with all of my other subjects also

After brushing my teeth and going to the loo, I lay in bed. Once again, my mind is replaying Noah's kiss over and over and then I end up trying to pick either Noah or James. I toss and turn-restless; sleep will jot come to me.

Finally, at three o'clock in the morning, after a ton of changing my mins (I like Joah better. Wait no, James. Nahhh, Noah. But what about...) I end up following to sleep out of sheer exaustion.

A/N: Ehh. This chapter was okay. An improvement from last week's at least. This is my chalter with the least dialogue. Aren't you guys proud of me? I put about three hours of work into this tiny chapter and stayed up late three nights, so show me it was worth it! Vote and comment please! Ya know-the usual. Thank you!:)