Song: You got me by Colbie Caillat

Kodiak messaged me first thing this morning with,

Kodiak: Good morning...want to hang out today?

Instead of texting right back, I get out of bed and use the bathroom. I jump in the shower and hum to myself, singing no song in particular. I get out and look in the mirror and the girl looking back seems to be happy. Happier than usual that is. It's not that I'm not happy or sad, it's like I'm just here breathing.

I don't usually do anything, especially on weekends. I mean I have very few selected friends but I don't hang out with them like a normal teen would hang out with friends. I don't spend the night with any of them or even go shopping. I guess you could say my life is just boring.  I sigh again then I finish getting ready and head down stairs. Both of my parents are at the table.

"You already took a shower...wow," says my mom. She knows me too well. On the weekends I prefer to stay in my pj's, in my bed left alone. Come on what teen doesn't love it. I actually enjoy being left alone in my room for the whole weekend. I could care less about being around anyone. So why should I have to take a shower.

"Yes...mom...I took a shower...and look I'm dressed too, are you happy?" I say sarcastically as I pull on the bottom of my 'Neon Trees' tee.

"Actually I am." She smiles back at me. She gets up to get me a plate and starts fixing in before I can even tell her what I want. See my mom thinks that I need to eat like all the time. But she knows that I am like super picky so she has to fix things that she knows that I will tolerate, like the eggs are fine scrambled and hard-boiled, any other way and forget it. I like my bacon crispy as well as my toast. Crispy is good right? And who wants runny eggs or flimsy bacon...Blah! Makes my stomach turn and twist into knots. She sets in down at the same time my dad looks back up at me with a smile.

"So what are you doing today sunshine...you are never up this early on a weekend?" ask my dad.

I take a bite of the crispybacon and savory the taste for a second.  "Well...I...I...was wondering if I could hang out with a friend?" I swallow again, then take a sip of the orange juice, pulp free.

"This friend wouldn't happen to be a boy would it?" He glances over at me mom both of them make googly eyes at each other.

I roll my eyes. "Actually yes...and before you say anything I can have him come here so you guys can meet him."

I watch as he looks at my mom then back at me then back at her. I hate when he is contemplating things. He gives a genuine smile with a nod. "I guess it might be alright then."

My mom glares at him and then looks back at me. "Let's meet him first and then go from there...ok."

Seriously my parents are treating me as if I am a kid. First of all I'm seventeen, surely they should be able to trust me and nothing and I mean nothing is going to happen, like ever. They know how I freak out when people touch me so they should know nothing, nothing is going to happen.

A little after noon there is a knock at the front door and my dad answers the door. "Good afternoon, I assume you must be Kodiak?" My heart starts to pound.

"Yes sir...it's nice to meet you."

"Nice to finally meet you. Please come in." My dad steps aside so that Kodiak can walk on into the living room. My mom stands beside me and immediately shakes his hand.

"It's nice to meet you, Kodiak right?" asks my mom again.

"Yes ma'am." He looks over at me and begging for me to help him. Today he is wearing jeans that fit him snugly against his body with a black Nirvana shirt.

I feel myself blushing. "Mom...Dad...seriously...you know who he is already."

"We know, sorry, please come in and have a seat." She gestures towards the couch.

"Mom...come on...I..."

She cuts me off, "Ophelia...please have a seat it's not like we are going to keep you all day."

I roll my eyes and huff but then sit down. He sits right beside me but leaves a good foot space between us. I guess he doesn't want to give them a reason to complain.

"So...what are the plans today; I assume you will not be going out of our town?" Ask dad and yes he is still a little upset about me not telling him that we went to the gardens. Then again I really didn't know it was that far away.

"Uhm...I'm sorry about that sir." Kodiak looks at me. "I think we are just going to hang out...maybe go to the movies, grab a bite to eat...I mean...if that is ok with you." He looks at me for my approval.

I smile and look back at my parents waiting for their approval.

"I guess that will be ok and I'm sure you will have her back by nine." My dad glances down at his watch to check the time.

"Dad...seriously."

"Ok, no later than ten and I mean it."

We talk for a few more minutes before leaving and when I walk outside I notice the bike. I know my parents are not going to approve of me riding. I don't say anything as we walk over to it and he hands me a helmet. The only thing on my mind is hurrying up and getting on before they look outside. He jumps on and holds my hand for me to climb on behind him. He starts to crank up the bike and I hear a faint yell in the background as I turn my head slightly I see my mom yelling for me to get off. However he must not have heard and took off down the road. I wrap my arms around his waist and hold on for dear life.

He drives us to a small diner where we find a table in the far corner. This time he orders for us because it's like his favorite place to eat. I was kinda of iffy about getting a hamburger however when the waitress sets the plates on the table everything if on the side so we can add whatever we want. I eat mine plain, reasons why I don't like cheese. The cheese likes to stick to the bread and I would rather pass.  I don't care for tomatoes and those seeds, pickles are too sour, onions are ok but then my breath will smell. Not to mention ketchup, mustard, mayo I'll pass on those as well. I know I live a very boring life. I even eat the fries with just salt. He loads his burger down and then makes a huge puddle of ketchup to dips his fries in. He looks up at me and smiles before taking a huge bite.

"You sure you don't want to add anything?" He gestures to all the extra ingredients.

"I'm fine...this is the way I like it." I don't go into detail why I want mine plain. I take a small bite and chew slowly before swallowing.

"I dare you to take a bite of mine..."

I shake my head no."That's ok..." I really don't to vomit all over the place.

We sit and eat and talk about school, about some of our classes while we  watch people come and go from the diner. Luckily no one comes in from school.

"So...you up for a movie?"

"Sure." It's actually been a long time since I had been to a movie. Maybe that's why my parents looked at each other like I lost my mind when he said we might do a movie. The last time, I freaked out when all the lights went out and it was really dark. I don't even remember the movie. I was too busy freaking out over the darkness and then when I stuck my hand in the popcorn my fingers were all slimy. My parents said it was only butter but I had the biggest melt down and we ended up leaving, missing the whole movie. My parents were not too happy about it and therefore we just watch movies at home.

We get there and I let him pick out whatever he wants to watch. We find a seat and he gets back up to go get a drink however he comes back with popcorn and candy too. He hands me the drink and apparently we are sharing the drink, which happens to be Dr. Pepper with no ice. How did he know that I don't like ice. The popcorn looks dry, so I know he also didn't add any butter. I wonder if he asked my parents or read my diary and I know that he hasn't done either.

The lights start to fade and soon the room is dark and I tense up a little but out of nowhere his hand finds mine and he gently caresses it in his. I look over his way and he is looking back at me. It's a weird feeling but I tell myself that I got this.

The movie comes on and I exhale all the air that I was holding in my lungs. I notice not many people come at this time and no one is even sitting around us so it almost feels like it is just us in the room. I kept waiting for him to put his arm around me but he never does.

Afterwards we take a short walk in the park and it's only like six; I still have four more hours before having to be back at home.

"So what do you want to do now?" I ask him.

"Well...there is this party that is going on...do you want to go by there and check it out?"

I don't say anything because I am really thinking this through. Who will be there? What kind of party is it? I don't go to parties. I don't hang out with people. I know it's going to be super loud and crowded and I'm already starting to freak out and I'm not even at the damn place yet.

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Author's Note: Sorry it's been a few days since last post...been busy with work and family. Hopefully I can catch us some this weekend. Please forgive me...hope this chapter wasn't too boring...