& he said i was ' the truth.' this weekend was the definition of…: ____

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Dec 05, 2005 22:27

& he said i was 'the truth.'

this weekend was the definition of pure bliss.

OK so I left straight after school thursday. got home, changed, ate, left. one plane ride and three hours later found me waiting at the pickup/drop off area of Newark Airport. I was so excited. I mean, here I go, about to meet a boy who pulled me from a big big funk. A boy who makes me feel good about MYSELF. Like I'm a good person or something. Anyway, I kept looking at my mom and smiling. She held my hand and said my palms were sweaty. This is.. kinda gross, but cool. Because no one, not any boy I've ever liked made my palms sweaty. Ever! It made me smile. OK so her phone rang and Lizette, Mo's mom, asked if I was wearing a black leather jacket and standing against a podium. Well, it just so happens that I was! So they pulled up. Lizette poured out of the car, and ran up to my mom. I sort of held back, and then he climbed out of the front seat. Clad in a grey hoodie, sweats and a red bandana is how I first lay eyes on this boy. I had to catch my breath and smiled as a smile blossomed across his face. I slid into a hug with him, and said (ever so coyly) "Hello, Handsome." He then got my suitcase and my moms, and I hugged Lizette. We piled in the car and were on our way.

During the car ride, the moms caught up. Talked about the flight and the move and all this other shit. I was quiet, as was Mo. We kinda just looked at eachother, stole glances while the other wasn't looking. We got to the house, and climbed up the stairs. Then, I met Reena, his 14 year old COOL AS HELL sister; Amanda & Gabby aka T & T - Trouble and Terror. And his infamous daddy, Alberto. After getting a tour, I went with him into his room to help unpack and what not.I hung up his jerseys, and folded his tees. We got all his clothes put away. Then he set up his mattress and we just talked. I gave him the journal I bought him, and he read what I wrote on the inside. He smiled and sighed. And I said, "What?" And he said, "You are amazing." Sigh. He is beautiful. Then, we had a pillow fight and a blanket fight and after that cooled out we just talked some more.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked... To be replied with a smile. He climbed over the blankets and hovered over me and kissed me, ever so softly and sweetly. I looked into his eyes and said, "You should think about that more often." He smiled and kissed me some more, and it was the best kiss I've ever had. Better than... yeah. Best kiss ever.

Friday morning, I woke up and got pretty, before he could see me looking like hell. Then, after he got up and dressed, we went for a walk to the old house. He gave me a tour of all his memories and whatnot, he seemed a little sad to be leaving. I saw a basement for the first time in my life, NEAT! Ha. It was cool. Then, as we stood in the kitchen, he looked like he had a lot on his mind. Penny for your thoughts? I asked him what was on his mind. He stood in the door frame and I stood across from him and he was just thinking about leaving. I stood there silently and he leaned forward and kissed me. My hands went up his side to his face as his slid down mine to my thighs. At the risk of sounding super porn-y, we did that sorta stuff for a couple hours. Then we walked back home and just hung around.

No we didn't go into the city, and that was upsetting, but saturday night made up for it. Oh yes it sure did.

Saturday during the day, me & Reena sat around and watched a MTB3 marathon. It was fun. We just chilled out. Saturday night, we went to my Godmothers birthday party. It was a surprise party, it was so fucking awesome. OK so like, at one point, someone was like, They're gonna be here in FIVE MINUTES! TURN OFF THE LIGHTS! So we sat in the dark. For, in actuality, 20 minutes. Then they pulled in the drive way and someone else shouted, THEY'RE GONNA SEE US! DUCK!!! And my mom and Lizette dropped their asses straight to the floor, like on all fours. It was so fucking hilarious! Then, they got up. Cause Mo said, They can't see us. They're going up the stairs. Heh. So then they came down, and my godmama almost had a heartattack when she saw me and my mom. Well, it's been five years! Then the alcohol started flowing, the music started playing and we partied till about 4am. We got home at 5 and me and mom and Mo sat around the living room, talking and laughing. My mom fell asleep, and me and him were talking about Mimi aka Condom Head (that jerk.) and oranges and me being soft cause I didn't want to choke on the orange seeds. Then my mom started giggling in her sleep, and me and Mo started laughing so hard. Then she woke up and started laughing and we were giggling for like.. 20 minutes straight. Mom was like "Shut the fuck up!" in gasping laughter because Mo was being loud as hell, and as previously mentioned, it was like 6:30. Whoa. Funny shit.

Then sunday dawned. I watched my first bootleg movie with Mo's dad, it was..interesting. Then at like 4 I went into the room with him and we started listening to his music and talking about his raps and stuff. Then at 5:30 my mom came in and started singing about leaving. Mo said, "Don't joke, cause that's not funny." And I was sad. Reena came in and we hugged and talked about the sweet sixteen. Then he held me and told me not to be sad, and we'd still talk like we always do. Then we walked down to the vehicle, and he put our bags in. I kissed the girls and his momma, and she told me to watch out for mom. Then he hugged me one last time. He gave me a kiss, and scooted me to the car. One last look into his eyes and he slid the door shut, and we were off.

The flight was late, delayed three hours cause of snow in Denver. Did I mention it snowed? Oh, simple beauty that is snow. Wonderous.

OK. Now for waht you've all been waiting for. Pictures.