Beginnings by J.M. Sevilla

told her.
    “He was telling me that our time together means more to him than the years wasted with no answers.”
    “Don't say wasted, Annie. No time is ever wasted spent with you.”
    I blushed, which was apparently all I did now. Knowing Adam felt for me the same way that I had always felt for him, felt incredible. I finally understood all those silly love songs when they sing about floating in euphoria.
    “Does he always say romantic crap? Cuz I'm officially jealous.”
    “Yes, he does,” I answered with a widening smile thinking of his last remark, which of course Haley didn't hear.
    “I can't wait to meet him! Is he cute? What does he look like? Can you guys kiss each other? Does he watch you get dressed? Or take a shower? Or watch me take one? Ew, that's just creepy, don't answer that. Well, wait, does he?” She was bouncing again. Her over-enthusiastic energy was giving me a headache.
    “Calm down. That's a lot of questions all at once.” I was thankful Jeremy found out first. I wasn't sure I'd want to go through this kind of questioning again. “He's incredibly cute. His features have a boyish charm; he has these warm brown eyes that cause me to melt if I stare at them to long. My favorite feature is his mouth, I could stare for hours at their perfection; the way they move when he talks, the smiles he gives me, the voice that comes through them...” I stopped myself, feeling embarrassed. It felt really good to have somebody to talk to about him.
    “Geez, Annie, you're making me blush. No wait, that's your job,” Adam teased.
    I stuck my tongue out at him before continuing, “He was just making fun of me for being so cheesy. Anyway, no we can't touch, so kissing is out, but believe me I want to. Remember to think of him as a ghost you would find in the movies. No, he's never seen me naked. Well, once, but that was an accident. And ew, Haley, he's not a pervert. I wanted to throw my shoe at your head for saying that. He would never spy on people in that way.”
    Haley giggled, “Sorry, I have a habit of blurting things out. I do have one more question. What's your plan when he wakes up?”
    “Tomorrow I'm meeting Jeremy in the library at lunch to figure it all out. He's going to find out what room Adam's in so I can easily find him. As far as waking him, I think we'll just have to hope for the best and wing it.”
    “That's not what I meant. Won't it be hard for you both when he wakes up and you get separated for periods of time? If his family lives in the city, that's a long drive.”
    “Yeah, we've talked about it. We know at first it will be hard, but we can talk on the phone every day, and I'll be sixteen soon so I can drive and see him. I'm not worried, it will all work out.”
    “Oh please, you make it sound like you didn't cry about it for hours while I reassured you we would find plenty of ways to see each other.” Adam was making fun of me again.
    “Don't be a brat. If you could cry I know you would have, and don't pretend otherwise.” He only smirked at me so I threw a pillow at him, which was stupid because the only purpose that served was knocking over Haley's lamp.
    “Hey, watch it, that could have broke,” Haley said while she leaned over and picked it up.
    “What's going on in here?” My aunt had poked her head in the room and her jaw dropped when she saw me in there, “Everything okay with you two?”
    “We're fine, Sandra. Just hanging out,” Haley giggled at the absurdity of her words. We had never “just hung out” before.
    “Well okay, just wanted you to know dinner's ready,” she was eyeballing us suspiciously.
    “Thanks Aunt Sandra, we'll follow you down.”
    It took her a minute to leave, probably worrying about what we were up to. I got up and Haley tugged on my arm.
    “Just a second. When we're down there let me do all the talking, only nod your head in agreement, okay?” I nodded and she grinned at me, “Good girl.”
    At the top of the stairs she stopped me