Chapter 39

Caitlin's Point of View ;) 

After Ruthanne and Kris left so suddenly Sidney and I didn't know what to do. It was about dinnertime and there wasn't any food at the apartment so we ordered a pizza and hung out there some more. It ended up being a good time. Before we realized it it was like 11:30 and I needed to take him home still.
"Crapmuffins," I say out loud. "My mom's gonna be pissed."
"What?" Sidney looks at me confused. "It's 11:30. I still gotta drive you home." I say sleepily, just realizing that I was tired.
"If your mom didn't mind I'd come to your place," was his reply. He's always for us spending the nights together. I guess I am too, but that's not the first thing that comes to my mind.
"Hopefully she won't cause I'm not asking I say. I'm freaking tired." We get in my car and drive back to my place. My mom's still up, watching TV.
"Hey mom," I say as we walk in. "Sorry I'm so late, we lost track of time."
"You and that Sidney kid, huh?" She laughs and says, "It's alright." Then she turns around. "Hey!" She exclaims noticing Sidney for the first time.
"It's alright that he stays right?" I ask her.
"Of course," she says happily. What's with her good mood, I wonder. My dad's nowhere to be seen and he probably wouldn't be as cool with Sidney staying as she is so we both head upstairs before he comes out. It's bedtime for Caitlin. I was exhausted.

Morning always comes much too soon and I wake up because I'm sweating and because Sidney is smothering me. I kind of peel myself off his chest and hope he doesn't wake up to notice. He mumbles in his sleep and rolls over. He'll probablys still be sleeping for another half hour at least. I look at my alarm clock, it's only 8:00. He'll definitely be out that long. I grab shorts and a tank top and run out of my room to get a shower.
He's still asleep when I get back. I lay back down beside him and cuddle up, hoping my cold skin won't wake him. He's really cute when he sleeps. I grab my camera off my bedside table thinking I haven't used this in forever. And then I think about how there's absolutely no pictures of Sidney and I. Anywhere. Well, unless someone else took them of course. And with Sidney Crosby that's definitely a possibility.
Anyways, I grab my camera, and I'm looking at pictures all from senior year. I miss all my friends. It's starting to really hit me that I won't be going back next year. I'm done. Out of high school. I was trying to be tough but, I realize now that it's really over. I won't be seeing some of them ever again. Sure I'm going to college in the city and there'll be lots of people I know going to the same place, but it won't be the same.I suddenly feel really really sad. I smile at the memories and decide it's time for new pictures.
I snap one of Sidney while he's sleeping. It's so adorable. He wakes up when my camera's lens clicks though, and he stares at me suspiciously.
"Morning," he says groggily, rubbing his eyes.
"Hi,"
"Did you just take a picture of me?" He asks, looking at me again.
"Um. Maybe?" I say, grinning wide. he rolls toward me so he can kiss me. I laugh. Then we sit up and try to take a good picture of the both of us. It's nearly impossible on my bed, but finally we get one of me leaning on his shoulder. The sunlight coming through my curtains put a neat shine on my nearly dry hair and there's a glint in Sidney's eye despite the fact that he just woke up. It's really a very good picture.
"I love you," Sidney says, nuzzling his nose into my shoulder.
"I love you too," I say, leaning on him, my full weight not moving him an inch. "Do you want breakfast? It's like 9:30," I whisper.
"Yeah, I'm hungry," he laughs.
"you're always hungry." I laugh, getting up out of my bed.
"How about waffles?" I ask him. I'm really really in the mood for some waffles.
"yum." He says. Downstairs we're the last ones up and we're making a mess with the waffle maker. It's always a messy food, but it's worse with Sidney helping. He's really not meant to be in the kitchen.
"Sidney! Jeez! Oh my gosh, stop!!" I find myself saying half the time. He's either pouring too much mix in the thing or trying to pry the half done waffle out of it, or stirring the mix some more because it's lumpy. It's like having a little kid in the kitchen.
"Dude, go sit at the table, it's almost done," I finally say, fed up with his annoyingness. He looks at me kind of insulted but listens and when the waffles are done and I clean up the counter, I bring the food to the table. "Yumm." Sidney says again. "These look sooo good."
"good," I say, still a little annoyed with him. My mom walks into the kitchen and dining room area and says, "Good morning, how'd you guys sleep?"
"It was hot," I say. "
Didn't you run your air conditioner?" She asks, a confused expression on her face. "Shiiii-oooot." I stop myself from swearing in front of my mother. I get the look, but she's amused. "I forgot I had one," I finally say.
"Oh, caitlin," She says laughing. "Did you make waffles for me? I didn't eat yet."
"Yeah, just take one," I reply, not wanting my second one. I finish the one I'm eating and take my plate to the sink. Sidney follows me and puts his arm around my waist as my mother leaves the kitchen area for her television.
"hey baby," Sidney says in my ear. "do you wanna go out tonight??" he whispers.
"where?" I ask, leaning back into him.
"out to dinner, a movie maybe? Just you and me." he turns me around and I'm looking up at him. He knows it bothers me that all the guys are constantly around. He kisses me and grabs my hands. "what do ya say?"
"yes."

Ruthanne's point of view. <3

I wake up in a panic, because I fell off a cliff. I hate falling dreams. My eyes shoot open and I see Kris flinch. He's been watching me sleep. "good morning beatiful," he whispers.
All I can do is smile and scootch towards him. "Hey," I say into his chest as we cuddle up/ I don't feel like talking, I'm so sleepy. Our blanket nest on the floor is so nice and perfectly warm but not sweaty. I'm lovin this moment.
"mmmm," he groans as he yawns and stretches. "What time is it?" He asks sleepily. "I've been up for like, an hour."
"I'm sorry." I smile. "You could have gotten me up, you know?"
"Yeah, but you're so cute when you sleep." He laughs.
I crane my neck to look behind me at the alarm clock and see what time it is. Oh joy, the power has gone out since I've last been home. It's blinking and doesn't have the time. I hate it when that happens. I flop my left arm over to see if my phone or iPod is on the other side of me. Thankfully my phone is. Or else I'd start to be frustrated."It's 9:30," I say, yawning.
"shoot, I've gotta go," Kris says unhappily. I notice that he didn't swear like he usually would and it throws me off.
"Why?" I ask him, feeling sad.
"I've got stuff to do today," he says. "I'll see you tomorrow," he leans over and gives me a kiss before standing up and walking out of my bedroom.
I stand up and follow him. What's going on? I wonder to myself as I tag along down the hall and down the stairs. It really upsets me when I don't know anything about what he's doing.
"Kris?" I ask as he walks out the door and I stop in the doorway.
"Ruthanne," he says walking back. "I'll text you tonight, promise." He leans over and kisses me and walks back down the walk to his car. I sigh, still unsatisfied, but what can I do? I guess I'll wait til tonight to see what happens.