The next morning i woke up to a screaming mother. What now? "Mom! What is wrong with you?" Reluctantly, i got out of bed and took a look in the mirror. Wow im skinny. Most females would have loved to have my body, well only insecure females with low self esteem, but anyway, I on the other hand would have loved to have just a little bit of muscle or something on my body. I'll even take some fat. My hair is a mess this morning, as i care. Once i shower, it will fall right into place. As soon as i stepped out the door my mother bombarded me. "What!" i asked, surprised and a little scared.

"I have a date!" Even though seeing the smile on her face was a little unusual, i was very happy to see her happy for the first time since the incident with my dad. "I don’t know where it came from, i met the guy at the gym this morning and well, he explained a few fitness techniques and then later asked me to get a cup of coffee and now we are going out, tomorrow night." Wow surprise, surprise.

"I'm happy for you, mom."

"Yeah, and he’s going to help me with a part time job at the gym, so you wouldn’t have to work anymore and you will have more time for fun, i told him that was OK but, he insisted." Her eyes had become distant, as if she was thinking about something. "I don’t know if i will be able to work a full time job, then work part time."

"Well you don’t have to take the job, i can still work, and I have enough fun as it is." Mother was shaking her head before i was even done speaking.

"No, i can handle it." It was quiet for a minute, and the longer the minute dragged on the more intense the air had gotten. I could feel a verbal fight beginning to come on but in order to keep the peace i finally said something.

"I met the new neighbors yesterday."

"Oh...really? How are they?"

"Very nice people." She nodded. Without a word my mom turned and walked away. How awkward. I felt my phone vibrate in the pocket of my pajamas. Taking it out i took a look at the text message i received from Colten. *come meet me outside* who does he think he is, he could have put a please on that. At that moment i realized, my pajamas are sponge bob and so are my house shoes, my hair is a mess, and i do need to brush my teeth. Ugh, why does beauty take time. But wait! It’s just Colten, i don’t even like him, why am i trying to impress a jerk. I sent to him *Im barely presentable. *neither am i :p* he said. Grudgingly i walked my way outside and saw a horrible sight. Wow! No kidding, when he says neither is he. He is wearing the most dirty looking clothes I've ever seen.

"Yuck! Are those clean." i said pointing to his entire outfit. He nodded with a crooked grin on his face.

"Then why do they look like trash?"

"Hmm i don’t know, why do you look like that gay yellow guy who 'plays' with that pink guy everyday." A huge grin now.

"Its SPONGEBOB and he is NOT gay!"

"Says the chick that loves to wear gayhomoshit oh wow, how cool are you." Colten said sarcastically. I gave him this wicked glare that definitely said do not try me today. "I'm just saying, a guy that hunts jelly fish and is afraid of the dark is kind of homo in my book, also scratching the kind of off"

"Screw you!"

"My pleasure beautiful."

"Ugh...i hate you." his face twisted.

"I hate you more!" he yelled. Anger was obviously one of his emotions.

"As if that is possible!" i yelled back, balling my fist.

"Whatever!" It was silent and we both took a look off in different directions. I felt Colten grab my hand and turn my head to his direction. "I'm sorry, i was wrong, that was very rude." What the hell, his mood swings are unpredictable, i just can’t keep up. First, he’s a fucking ass! Next he’s a mean bastard. Last he’s as sweet as can be. I pulled my hand away from him, and shook my head out of his hand, a glare on my face.

"Don’t talk to me! Ever, EVER again, OK...you are mean, rude and a total asshole, you wouldn’t make it two days at my high school, that attitude of yours will get your emo butt beat up! You need to learn some fucking manners Colten!"

"Excuse me for being myself! Unlike you little miss preppy bitch! Acting all mean all the damn time, trying to make people fear you instead you know you are scared yourself, and you damn right know you are a little wuss when it comes to anything, all words no action! So don’t you come out here and judge me little miss prissy!" I stared at him. What the hell he-he. As my response I began laughing. Coltens face immediately became confused. "What?"

"All we do is argue, its funny." he stood there and thought for a minute and then joined me in my laughing fest.

"You're right, how odd, do i despise you so much that i always pick a fight with you.?"

"Must do because all i know is, i hate you." Colten laughed until he heard the door to his house open. His mom stood there in a yellow robe staring at the both of us. I could feel my face getting hotter under the intensity of her stare.

"Colten, breakfast, now..." he turned to her and nodded.

"Be in there in a few minutes mom." His mom nodded and closed the door. Turning back to me, Colten gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Would you like to come over for breakfast?" he asked.

"I don’t think your mom likes me very much..." he laughed.

"Ha, she does, she just wonders if you are a bad influence for me."

"Me! A bad influence, shut the hell up." My voice went up a pitch as i said this later letting out a low chuckle.

"Well I've seen worse AND better."

"What are you saying?"

"You are nowhere near the other females i had hung out with at home, they were...different." a big goofy looking smile came across his face.

"Different, how?" i asked, curious. Colten came back to reality and gave me a seductive look.

"Well they were fun, i can say that."

"Fun how?" With that question, Colten kissed me on the lips. The kiss was rougher this time and i had half the mind to kick him in the balls, if it wasn’t for the fact that my mind was distracted the growing desire between us. He pulled away from me, never opening his eyes and licked his lips. When he finally opened his eyes they were a darker shade of blue. How odd.

"You had sex with them?"

"Yes, i enjoyed it very much."

"How often.?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Every night...problem?"

"NO, NO, no problem." My thoughts trailed away for a minute into the future, could i see myself having sex with this guy? NO! I quickly pushed that thought away.

"We should go eat."

"We should." Colten smiled and began to walk off to the house. "Come on, I’ll even show you around." I and Colten started off towards his house. When we had gotten in i was immediately hit by the aroma of sweet smelling breakfast. I followed Colten into the kitchen and his mother turned to smile at the both of us.

"Hungry?" she asked. I'm not quite that hungry but i will eat anyway to be polite.

"Of course we are mom, we didn’t eat last night seeing that you and dad 'disappeared' around dinner time into your room and we didn’t see you anymore that night." Colten tilted his head in a mocking way as if he wanted her to say something. Alison's face turned bright red and she turned her attention back to the food on the stove. I laughed to myself and tried to muffle the little sound that came out.

"Go into the dining room and wait there with your brother and your father, i will be right in there with the food." Without another word i followed Colten into the dining room. Nice quaint dining room.

"Very beautiful house you have here," i commented to Cliff. He smiled that warm smile he and his sons both share and i involuntarily smiled back as i sat across from Colten.

"Thank you, everything is real, real oak wood, beautifully carved. It took me years to find this table but when i saw it i had to have it."

"So I'm guessing your wife didn’t decorate this house." Cliff chuckled under his breath. He’s such a kind man.

"No she didn’t, she is more the business type, she handled all the work with the realtor and making the payments, i know she doesn’t seem like that type of female, seeing as she is really quiet when you come around but she can be pretty demanding. This house originally cost around 452,000$ but luckily my wife is very talented and we got this house as a good bargain. 386,000$ i think it was, yes it was, but im more the artistic so i took my time to search for the furniture and i repainted this room, it was the only room that really needed to be done."

"Dad! Seriously you're boring us, could you shut up!" Cliff stared at Michael.

"Watch your mouth Michael."

"I will watch my mouth when you shut the hell up!" Michael got up from the table and rushed out of the dining room, im guessing making his way up the stares.

"And there he goes." Cliff whispered.

"He has a point, im sure Cassie isn’t interested in your story on this house dad."

"I did want to hear the story, it was interesting, and actually you don’t know me well enough to know what im interested in anyway." Cliff laughed.

"Well then it’s settled, i will continue on with my story." As much as i want to laugh out to Cliff i do not care about his story, i wont, mainly because i would LOVE to see Colten get irritable. As Cliff told his story i just sat back in my chair and smiled while looking out the corner of my eye at Colten grimacing. Finally Alison came into the dining room with the food and my God did it look delicious.

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"Thank you for the meal, Mister and Mrs.?"

"Shawl"

"Mister and Mrs. Shawl, it was delicious and i really enjoyed your story on the house."

"Thank you dear, come back anytime we will be happy to have you, right Colten?" Cliff said.

"R-right" Colten stuttered. "I will walk you home Cassidy." Playing the innocent girl role in front of his parents is hilarious to me!

"Okay, thanks again! Bye Mr. and Mrs. Shawl!" Before they could say anything else, Colten dragged me out of the house by the arm. "Hey hey! Be gentle, i am a female, and why the rush to walk me home, i thought you were going to show me around your house."

"I'm sorry, my parents just annoy the hell outta me."

"They are nice people, especially your father, i wish i had a dad." i began to trail off as the dreaded memory of my dad crawled its way back into my mind.

"You don’t?"

"No......but its not about me, you should be lucky you have both your parents and on the plus side, they both love you and will do anything for you." Colten was quiet for a minute, examining my face carefully until he finally said something.

"What happened."

"I don’t want to talk about it," i mumbled immediately. Things got real quiet.

"If he died...im sorry."

"He didn’t die."

"Well im sorry anyway."

"I don’t need your pity Colten! I do not need your pity OK, ive made it this far without a dad and i am pretty sure i can make it tomorrow without one, and so on! So please, drop the subject!"

"Okay." My dad is a soft spot. I don’t talk about him much. "Do you...want to hang out later?" without a word i nodded.

"Can i pick you up in an hour and expect you to look even more beautiful then you are now?" I gave him an annoyed look.

"Are you bipolar?"

"Answer my question and i will answer yours."

"Yes i will be ready where are we going."

"No im not...What is this twenty questions, no, dress for everything, where im taking you is a secret."

"I can keep a secret"

"I bet you can." Colten smiled and by this time we were at my door."

"One hour?"

"One hour." He confirmed. "Bye sponge bob."

"Bye asshole." I stepped into the house and closed the door and looked out the window to see Colten walk away. I don’t know why but, something about him seems right...even though i know it’s wrong.

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Okay so the subject of what im wearing is complicated because i have no idea myself. I searched through my closet for something nice but not too nice, dressy but not too dressy, casual but not too casual, and comfortable but not too...you get the picture. Trying to find something descent in my closet is a hard task in itself. I have way too many clothes and just saying that is an understatement. While i was searching i heard my mother walk into my room. Now she isn’t the usual mother that will help you pick out clothes for an outing with a boy but she does have great taste in clothes. I just wish we had the type of relationship that calls for shopping spree together because 'daughters got a date'. Even though this thing with Colten isn’t a date. Or is it? Whatever it is, i hope it isn’t boring like his personality. I laughed to myself while i through clothes out of my closet. Ugh, too many clothes!

"You seem anxious." My mother said lowly. I then turned my attention to her. She was dressed up, and for the first time i didn’t smell alcohol when she first walked into the room. "Why you so anxious?"

"I'm not anxious mom, what makes you think im anxious?"

"Well first of all, i haven’t seen you throw things out of your closet since you were thirteen and you had that play date with that little boy from your school. Could that be it? My little Kittie got a hot date tonight?" My mother was smiling. No use of lying. She had a point. I haven’t heard her call me Kittie since i was 10. Even though at this moment she is sober, it doesn’t give her the right to call me that, ever!

"It’s not a date mom, it’s just me and the next door neighbors kid hanging out, nothing serious okay." Another smile started to show on my mothers’ appearance.

"Mhmm, not a date. So where are you two going then?"

"Mom." i groaned.

"I have the right to know Kittie, i am your mother.' I hate that line. 'I am your mother' it doesn’t matter if she’s my mother or not, my business is my business.

"I don’t know."

"Don’t lie to me Kittie."

"Ugh mom I honestly don’t know, he said it’s a surprise and dress for everything, with said, this is why im raiding my closet! Yeeesh!." I begin to search my closet again for something to wear. He said an hour and i only have forty minutes to find something to wear, clean up and pretty myself up.

"I don’t know about this Cassie, i mean even though has our neighbor, what do you honestly know about him. This isn’t safe." Okay now she is really beginning to piss me off. When the hell did she begin to care about my whereabouts and who im with and whatever time i come home. This isn’t like her. "Cassie i really don’t think you should go."

"What’s it to you mom! Huh? Why do you all of a sudden give a damn about my life huh? Just let it go. Im going to go wherever he is planning on taking me because if he wanted to do something bad to me, he would have done it already! So just please mom, leave...it...alone!" I watched as my mothers face went from sad to upset to confuse to pissed. Sad for me, it stopped at pissed.

"Forget it! You're not going! You're staying your smart talking behind home! I can’t believe you would talk to me like that. You're are just like you father!” With that final statement my mom stormed out of my room and slammed the door shut behind her. Im fuming. This woman always finds a way to ruin my life. And to top it all off she compared me to my father. MY FATHER! As much as i want to scream i held it in. Instead, i fell to the floor and began crying. I hate that woman.

*********Flashback***********

"Daddy!" i pushed my small little body to run as fast as i can to hug and cry to my daddy.

"What’s wrong sweetie?" I wiped the tears from my eyes and glanced up at him.

"Mommy yelled at me! A-and and i didn’t even do anything. Daddy chuckled, even though i knew deep down that he was going to talk to mother about yelling at me. He always had this little thing about spoiling babies and young children and then when they reach age six is when the discipline starts, but mommy didn’t take to that very well.

"It’s alright sweetie, im sure she didn’t mean anything by it, go on out there and play while i talk to your momma sweetie."

"But i don’t wanna, i wanna stay with you daddy."

"Do what i said Kittie, go on out there and play with your toys." I pouted again as i watched daddy walk into the house. Instead of doing what daddy told me to do i went into the house and followed him.

"I swear Chloe, that girl is going to grow up hating you." Daddy said to mommy.

"She can hate me all she want, either way im still her mother, Chris you know that girl needs some type of discipline, just be happy im scolding her instead of..."Mommy got quiet.

"I'd be damned before you lay a hand on that girl."

"What’s it to you Chris, she needs a little discipline. Im not about to have a criminal in my house."

"My house."

"Same-difference Chris."

"I say we spank her every once in a while."

"Chlorissa, you already know my answer to that. That is bullshit." Instead of keeping quiet i jumped out of nowhere.

"Tell her daddy!" Mommy and daddy both stared at me.

"See what i mean Chris, eavesdropping, something that definitely needs a little spanking on the hand. Nothing serious until she gets older."

"What did i tell you Kittie, this does not concern you."

"Yes it does daddy."

"Again Chris, she’s talking back. She has no respect for elders.

"Shut the fuck up Chloe!"

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*I can’t come* i text Colten. While i waited for his reply i began to clean myself up. Right after I’d gotten out the shower i got a text.

*Why???* He text.

*Mom won’t let me =(*

*Uh so sneak out...or do you want me to sneak in XD* i laughed.

*I think I’d rather sneak out hehe, see you in a few*

*Don’t forget to look good XD*

*WHATEVER COLTEN!* Alright so im going to sneak out...in broad daylight. How am I going to pull this off?