“Where have you been?! Do you know what time it is?!â€? It was my mother and she did not look to happy. “Who was that boy?!â€?
I was in shock I said the only thing that came to mind. “He’s a good kisser.â€? It was the worst thing that could have come out of my mouth at that time. What was I thinking? I had just told my mother that I had come home late because I was outside making out with some guy I barely knew. I waited for her to answer but nothing came. I made my way to my room quickly and shut the door just in case she decided to say anything. I could barely sleep that night. Thoughts of Dallas filled my head and I kept replaying our kiss. It all seemed like a dream. I must have dozed off sometime in the early morning because the next thing I remember is mom coming into my room.
“That boy you were with last night Dallas is here.â€? She said leaning on the door frame peering into my room.