I leave my room to the scent of cinnamon french toast, which instantly makes me a happy woman. Despite everything I can't get over Caleb's kiss from last night. His lips were so delicate and sweet, even with all the sweat. I simply want to close my eyes and would wish to have Caleb's lips press against mine and feel them.
"Mary, open your eyes and have your breakfast." my mom said, slamming the plate before me, making me jump.
I open my eyes to see four French toast pieces on my plate secured in syrup and powdered sugar.
"I was thinking that possibly we can take a yoga class today. It may help with your anxiety and we can make it mother and daughter thing," she said, gesturing with her hands. I never really experienced any difficulty with my anxiety I really overlooked that I had it so it must not be that bad. I wonder how my butt looks in yoga pants.
"Sure but I don't have any yoga pants." I said with a mouthful of french toast.
"You can borrow mine," she stated, taking a taste of her coffee. There're times where I wish that my mother and I are the same size, yet there's times where I want to be only a slight bit bigger than her. Like the time where she wears my Hello Kitty shirts and spills hot fudge and yogurt on them. I don't mind her wearing them, yet the way that she spills on them and she appears as though she's still in high school in them is simply strange.
I hand Mom my plate after having my breakfast and went to clean myself real quick. When my shower is the right sort of hot, I step in it and purposely ignored the warm water hitting my face. I need Caleb at this time so I can talk to him. What if he realized it was a mistake to kiss me. Suppose it is possible that he didn't feel anything like I felt in the kiss. That is most likely why he didn't message me or he's not up at nine in the morning. It's Saturday, I wouldn't blame him.
I turn off my shower, wrapping myself in a soft pink towel as I open my bathroom door to see my mother sitting on my bed already ready with some yoga pants in her hand. She tosses them at me and left my room peacefully. I pull out a dark tank top and put on my mom's yoga pants that fitted me flawlessly. My butt looks stunning. I wish Caleb was here to see how good my butt looks. Joking! He would most likely say something really perverted and I slap him on his arm. I miss him so much already. I'm so frightened to message on the grounds that I would prefer not to make it appear as though I'm clingy and made a major deal out of one kiss. Why me?
My mother is waiting for me at the door and she looks exactly like me. We actually look related this time. I just hope that no guys come up to us and say we're sisters and tries to hit on us.
And stretch! We just got done doing our third exercise and my legs are sore as hell. Ah! I don't understand how this is supposed to help with my nerves if my body is going to be sore afterwards. The next one is still going to be something with the legs kind of but, this time, I had to lift my whole body up. The instructor is hot as hell, but he's gay and I can tell since I never heard a straight guy instruct a woman's yoga class. Unless he's a perv.
I lay down, lifting my lower back into my palm, trying to keep myself up. It's so much harder than it seems! Especially if you're unfit like me. My body is about to slip but somehow I find the strength to keep myself up, at least, I think so. My lower back slips out of my hand, slamming on the floor that echoes the room and I groan out of nowhere. Woman calls this relaxing, but I call this punishment.
"Let's try the bound angle pose," The instructor said with his soft voice.
I had no clue what he was talking about so I wait for the other ladies to do something so I can follow them. I take a gander at my mom and I sit down on my blue mat and folded my legs with my feet crossed together. My mom shut her eyes so I did as well. When I shut my eyes, the first thing that popped into my head was Caleb and his flawless self. Why can't my mind simply disregard him for like five minutes so I can relax? I think it's too much to ask for. I open my eyes to see everybody standing up. Why couldn't anyone say anything to me?
"To finish off this class we're going to something called the Cobra Pose," he instructed, getting on the ground.
I get on my stomach following everyone else and put my hands on the mat right by my chest area, then I begin to bend my back and my head follows it. This is hell already. I bite my lip at the pain in my back and when I realize that everybody is back into an ordinary position, I do the same. That is what happens when you're unfit and haven't done any exercises throughout my life.
"Okay class good work and I hope to see y'all next Saturday." he said with a grin.
I roll up my mat to hand to my mom, putting on my shoes as I walk to her car. I'm getting hungry. My mother places everything in the backseat and starts the car. I get my phone out of the cup holder, seeing three instant messages from Caleb. I unlock my phone and read his text.
Caleb: Hey are you mad? I'm sorry I kissed you. I just thought it was the right thing to do.
Caleb: We need to talk. I know a place where we can talk privately. Message me back when you get this.
"Mom I'm hungry," I said, thinking about what I'm going to say to Caleb.
"We'll go eat somewhere." she said, sounding tired and it's not even twelve.
Me: Sure where?
Caleb: I'll pick you up around eight;)
His winky face makes me blush in a split second. I lock my phone and put it back in the cup holder. I'm a happy woman now. My mom pulls into Burger King and it seems like that we're getting down. I'm wearing yoga pants and I don't need people glaring at me. There are gentlemen that don't know how to keep their eyes to themselves and I'm likely going to jail for assault if they attempt to grab me or something. Where's Caleb when you need him?
We get down and I was right. People are beginning to stare and I don't know whether this is on the grounds that we look great in these yoga pants or in the event that they think we look insane wearing yoga pants at a fast food restaurant. I go up to the woman who has no line and request me a baked chicken burger and a Sprite. My mom grabs our cups and went to fill them up.
"Nice pants. Can I take you home?" someone recognizable whispered in my ear.
I'm relieved once I figure out who it is. Mike. He's wiggling his eyebrows like a little perv that he most likely is. I wouldn't blame him, however my behind is really working in these things in these things-I'm going to have to get my own pair.
"Sorry, I'm taken," I lied.
"What Caleb doesn't know won't hurt," Mike said jokingly with a wink.
I push him slightly-smiling and laughing.
"In your dreams. I would never stoop that low." I teased.
Mike grabs his chest dramatically as if I hurt his feelings.
"Mary, our stuff is ready.," my mother said, holding up the bag and our drinks.
I wave bye to him but he tugs on my arm and raise my eyebrows to him.
"Your mom is so hot." he whispered to me.
I punch him in the arm this time and he laughs and walks away. That was so weird. Why would he tell me that?
I take a seat and my mom gives me my drink and food. I'm starving. I begin to tackle my burger and smile at how good it is. I snatch a few fries and place them in my burger. Call me strange, however it's really improving the burger. The saltiness from the fries and the flavor of the burger, this just too genius of me.
"So who was that guy you were talking to?" my mom asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Mike. He's one of Caleb's friends." I said, taking a sip of my Sprite.
My mom rolls her eyes at the name Caleb. I truly wish that my mom would stop and simply like him as of now so I don't need to persuade her. It's an excessive amount of work.
"Mother I really like Caleb and I want you to like him too so please give him a chance." I begged, giving her one of my puppy dog faces that she can't resist.
"Fine. You can invite him over to dinner tomorrow night and we'll see how it goes from there." My mother said, pointing her burger at me.
I clap my hands really quickly with my mouthful of my burger and fries. I feel like Emma.
My stomach was getting kind of full however, I can, in any case, eat me some salty fries. I wait for my mom to complete her food and she takes forever to eat, which is something I don't get. I eat like I was born up in a horse shelter and there's my mom eating like if we actually had class. Just because you're rich doesn't mean you have to act like it. It's possible that I got my appetite from my dad rather than my mom. My phone vibrates on the table and my mom was eager to take a gander at it, yet I move it before she could even get a look.
Emma: I saw you kiss him last night;) I want details now!:)
They're butterflies in my stomach and it's a possibility that I'm sweating through my outfit right now. I'm wearing a simple tank top and some light jeans with lower leg length boots. I put my hair half up and the rest is curled which I did myself so it most likely looks terrible. The vibration of my phone on my dresser makes me jump and it's only a text from Caleb.
Caleb: I'm here
I take another look in the mirror and went out my way to see my mom in the kitchen. I told her that Emma and Violet were going to take me somewhere for a girl's night out so I can appreciate being single one last time. If Caleb even becomes my boyfriend. My mom kisses my cheek before I leave out the door and see Caleb waving at me in his car. He's once again all dressed up which puts an instant smile on my face. I attempt my best attempt to run to his vehicle in my boots. He welcomes me with a grin, pulling out of my driveway.
We arrive and he took me to his spot where he chills at or something. It has the absolute best night scenery and the sound of the water sounds like something you would hear on a recording. Caleb sits on his hood and I follow him and take a gander at the water. I wish it wasn't too cold, making it impossible to swim.
"Mary, let's talk," Caleb said, leaning on his side to look at me and broke my concentration on the sounds of the water. My heart starts beating a little fast but not too fast and my stomach starts getting queasy from all the butterflies. "Did you like the kiss or you just didn't stop me because you were surprised?"
"No, I liked it but it was surprising don't get me wrong. It was nice." I said, smiling like an idiot. I want to know everything that happen even before I could stand him. Why did he go out with me? Did he really like me? Why he ask me to be friends with benefits with him? How did he even know I exist? I need to know. "Caleb, be a hundred percent honest with me right now."
He nods as he intertwines his hand with mine.
"How did you even know I exist?" I slightly chuckled.
"Well, Natasha used to talk about you like all the time. One day she brought you up and she told me what an awesome person you are, I just had to know what you looked like. When I did, I fell in love with you instantly without even realizing it." He said, rubbing his thumb on my knuckles.
"Why did you break up with me then? Why ask to be friends with benefits?" I said, hopping off the hood of the car and stood in front of him.
He sits up to stand on the ground, having his back against the car.
"I thought you liked Roy more than me and I didn't want to be heart broken so I just decided to get it over with and break up with before you did." Caleb said. Well, I guess that makes sense but not really buying since the friends with benefits but it's still sweet. I nod for him to continue. "This is really embarrassing to admit, but I'm a virgin and I wanted my first time to be with you. So I thought it would be smart to ask you but I should've known that you weren't like that. It was pretty stupid to ask you."
I was quite shocked when he told me that. Caleb? A virgin huh? There's just no way. A guy that looks like that and is a junior in high school isn't simply a virgin. What about all of the things that Natasha told me about having sex with him? If it's not true, then that means that Natasha's a virgin too. I don't understand why she would lie about sleeping with a bunch of guys, it just gets you labeled a whore.
"If you don't belive me that's fine but just remember I was always the one to save you. The parties. Dylan. I wouldn't do that if I really didn't love you." he said, pulling my hands so our bodies are almost touching. Parties? I don't remember him saving me from any party, only from when Dylan kidnapped me and when Dylan chased me. Maybe that's who brought me home all those times where I couldn't remember who. I must've really been drunk.
"Well, if we're being honest then I never dated Roy. I just made up that whole thing to get rid of you at the time. But I kinda regret it since Roy is a jerk." my face fell in disappointment. He probably thinks I'm stupid for trying to get rid of him and now I like him, it's just one big mess.
"I know you were lying about you and Roy. When I realize that you went through all that just to get rid of me, I just left you alone but I never stopped protecting you. Like the time where you passed out at Jordan's party." he said, pulling my waist towards him.
He drove me from Jordan's party? I really wish I can remember that.
"Well, Caleb, if we're going to be dating then you should know that I have anxiety. I don't know how bad it is and I don't know how often I'm going to have anxiety attacks. It hasn't happened in a while so I guess its not that bad but I could be wrong. I'm not the most perfect thing and I don't want you to expect that from me. From all the girls that you're usually attracted to, I'm not like any of those. I'm not a barbie." I said, feeling a tear rolling down my face.
Caleb wipes my tear away with his thumb, smiling at me.
"That's okay, Mary. That's why I love you because you're not perfect. You don't try to act like something your not and I admire that about you." he said, pressing his lips with mine for a few seconds. That made me feel so much better about myself and us. I was so afraid to tell him that because he might not look at me same way. Now that every time I'm around him, I feel safe like nothing bad is going to happen.
"Theres one more thing I want to show you." I said, lifting my shirt to reveal my the scar on my stomach and lift my sleeve to reveal my scar on my arm that Dylan gave me. I kinda forget that my scars are there until I take my shirt off and I can't belive how big they are.
"Can I kiss them?" he asked, having a hurt look from his eyes.
I nod, leaning against the car.
He gets down on one knee and lightly pressing his lips on the scar on my stomach. The feeling of someone kissing one of my scars is very comforting. This is more romantic than my imagination, I don't even care about the cliche dinner and movie thing. This makes up for it. Caleb gets off his knee, lifting my sleeve to kiss the scar on my arm.
"I love you," Caleb said, kissing my scar one more time. "I really do love you."
"I love you too." I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and kiss his minty lips.
"Mary, I have something to show you." Caleb said, reaches in his back pocket and pulls out a pair of glasses. He's puts them on his face and I grin at how cute he looks with them on. The glasses make him even more hotter-if that's even possible. His glasses are black and have thick rims. "I wear contacts a lot."
"You look so adorable," I teased.
He smirks at me and hugs me tightly but I don't mind it right now.
"Mary?" Caleb said in a singy voice, rubbing my back with his hand which makes me want to fall asleep on him. Thinking about how warm he's making my back, my eyes are struggling to keep open. "What's a shipping name?"
I explain to him what a shipping name is and he head palms himself. I laugh at him and we started to kiss. He pushes me against the car and begins nibbling on my lip which I miss very much. I moan as Caleb starts kissing and nibbling my neck and I can feel my body start slipping on the car then Caleb catches me before I fall.
"Will you be my girlfriend, Mary Fall?" he asked, pushing my hair from my face and rubs the back of his hand on my cheek.
"I would love to, Caleb Wylde." I said, pressing my lips against his.
Couldn't ask for a better love story.