Awakened With a Kiss

Chapter 3

'AWAKENED WITH A KISS' - Chapter 3

Apparently Lauren did not know how to keep quiet, I instantly knew she had spilled the beans by the way she acted around me during the afternoon. She was fidgety and seemed out of it, always stuttering when I spoke to her.

What happened to friends don't let friends do stupid things alone?! Did it get flushed away down the toilet along with Lauren's lying skills?

I actually didn't really care, I just think it's pretty fun to notice that your perfect best friend has some flaws once in a while, if you know what I mean.

Lauren is absolutely flawless, other than her lack lying skills, but isn't that a good thing? That meant she would always be honest and tell the truth. Although she would make a bad criminal.

Seriously, it's just Clay. I'm pretty sure he's very same boy who ran around in his undies with his mother's bra on his head and a blanket tied around his neck while yelling Superman's theme song at the top of his lungs.

The only thing he could probably do about this situation is notice that his spidey senses are tingling, or think that we're insane. I'd prefer the first one that would be pretty funny but not likely to happen.

I guess I didn't want to tell him last night because I didn't want to hear another one of Clay's I-told-you-so lectures. He can be such a know it all sometimes, it gets real annoying.

It's almost as annoying as the girl who accused me of wearing the same clothes as her in middle school, newsflash it's called a uniform. But justice was served by me making a few adjustments to her attire, a lime slushy can make things so much more... Different.

Well the point is I think I liked it better when Clay used to accuse me for being the next Joker and not for getting straight F's on my exams.

I was most likely going to hear from Clay when he got back from University. Lauren probably told him before he left when I was still fast asleep. The man, whose name I still needed to acquire, was still out of it, not passed out though, sleeping. How much sleep did a teenage guy need?

Lauren had not been awake around the time the strange guy was, but Clay was, but he was in 'such a hurry' that Lauren had forgotten to ask Clay for his name, or maybe they had been busy talking about other things... Eh, who cares?

That was all I had been able to get out of her today and that was pretty useless information if you tell me. Another tell-tale sign that she had revealed my little secret was the fact that she avoided me like I had the plague.

Which was difficult for her since we were both in her small flat but she managed, I had to give her that. She had already taken three long showers, eleven trips to the toilet and four trips downstairs 'to check if the mail had arrived', not that I was counting or anything...

But there was nothing else to do! Lauren was avoiding me, there was nothing good on T.V other than infomercials on bras for old people with saggy boobs and steam mops for the families who have devils as children. I already pigged out on all the yummy food in the fridge. Other than the lack of entertainment, I was much to distracted to do anything productive.

I felt giddy and jumpy the all through the afternoon. The feeling of anticipation gnawed at my insides as I waited for the strange man to finally awaken.

I wonder if another kiss would do the trick... I immediately scolded my self for ever thinking of such a thing. Stupid me. Oh mighty Lord give me something to do!

So for the rest of the afternoon I was to be found moping around Lauren's flat and while the owner of the flat itself emptied her bladder way more than necessary.