It's Been A While...

Have you ever felt someone else's pain so strongly that you felt like crying yourself?

No, I'm not talking about a broken arm.  More like...a broken heart.

See, I don't know why, but I've always felt other people's feelings more acutely than my own, as if mine are...muffled.  So, with my close friends especially, I share their happiness, excitement...and sorrow.

My friend just got dumped by his girlfriend.  I'm good friends with both.

She had told me that morning what she was going to do; drew me aside and whispered it.  I could see the regret in her eyes, though I knew it wasn't for the end...but for hurting him.  I had known this would happen sooner rather than later, though, seeing him so happy...I wished it would go on forever.

I saw him that morning.  He was...just fine.  Just as he always was, since her.  I smiled at him, laughed with him, like I always do.  Could he see the sadness I was trying to hide?  Could he tell that I knew what he'd be in just a few hours?  An empty shell.

I saw him after lunch.  He was trying to act normal, but I know him too well.  I've seen that mask he shows to the world before, and I couldn't be fooled.

Without saying a word, I gave him a quick hug.  He didn't move, but I'm pretty sure it was what he needed.

The last I saw of him today, he was putting away weights, moving robotically.  It had taken him a while to figure out that I knew, but he knows now.

I texted him after school, asking if he was doing okay.

He said he broke down after football.

God...he's always been so strong...that alone nearly had me crying.  I could feel my throat close up and my mind go numb.

I was in rehearsal, but when I finally got to check my phone next, he asked me not to tell her how torn up he was inside.  He was going through all of this, and all he wanted was her happiness.

"I love her, and if I was to cause her such pain, I don't know how I could forgive myself."

IIIICEEEEYYYY.

ICEY.

HEY!  WHAT'S UP?

You haven't been on in forever.

And you know what?

We have a new Beka+Lisa creation going.

And, of course, we want you in it.

Wow. It's Been a While.

Today is our six month.
Me and Eliot, that is.
And you know where he is?
Oh a plane to France.
God.
He left this morning.
I miss him already.
Do you think that's sad?
I do.

In other news.
I went to a wedding.
I had to wear a dress.
My riding instructor doesn't believe I did.
Haha.
Eliot wants to see me in it.
Oh fuck.

I went riding today.
It was fun.
I rode Bella.
I was tired.
I nearly fell off.
Four times.
Wish he was there.
He would have laughed.

I got my texting back.
Have been using it constantly.
God.
I love texting.
I love texting him.

I'm not going to see Eliot for a month and 12 days.
At least.
He's going to Europe.
I'm going to Tahoe.
I'm going to Singapre.
He's going to camp.
Then it's July 25th.
And he comes back.
And I see him.
And I run into his arms.
And he'll never let go.
I wish.

I think I'd do anything for that boy.
I've become rather fond of him.
Okay, so maybe a bit more than fond.
I love him.
As much as a fifteen year old can.
You know.

Fencing is fun.
I've become great friends with Flower.
Flower's real name is Hana.
It means flower in Japanese.
I'm also friends with Erik.
He's nice.
I had to give him kissing advice today.
He has his first girlfriend to deal with.
He misses her too.
We were moaning together.
But he has it lucky.
He gets to see her soon.
Stupid boyfriend.

Why does every thought lead to Eliot?
Oh yeah.
Because I can't get my mind off of him.
Damn.
This is going to be a long month and 12 days.

Well.
What's been up with you guys?
I won't even mention Eliot in the next post.
I promise.
I think.

Maggie.

Hey guys.
I'm in a sad mood. I don't really know why.

Well, I spent the week at Sterling. Helping small children. -.- I hate children.

OH, BUT MY NEPHEW (ish-thing) WAS BORN! His name is Marley Ray, and I love him already. (Haven't met him yet, though...)

Well, anyways, the other assistant for the week was named Maggie. She and I quickly became good friends, and I ended up getting a ride home with her most days.
She's eighteen, but one thing that I love about Sterling is that age doesn't really matter, and we got along just great.
I got to teach a few mounted lessons! I'm too tired to describe them now, but it was really fun.
Oh, and I met Kian. He's twelve, and rides under Melissa's instruction, and fences epee in the class after mine. He thinks that D is better than Bella, and we have been arguing about it since fencing on Tuesday. Yesterday, Melissa let me ride D, so we could compare. (I think half the stable knows about our debate by now...) He's AMAZING. I love his canter. I just had to walk into his stall and I fell in love. It's hard to say who I like better, but I'm sticking with Bella just for the sake of argument. (-desperatelyneedslife-)
On Thursday, after our fencing class, Hannah was telling me something perverted her neighbor had said, and Kian walked up. We stopped and looked at him, and I said, "This isn't for the ears of a child."
"Child!" he demanded indignantly, and stomped his foot. "I'm a preteen!"
We started CRACKING UP. Simon, who was teaching, looked over and said, "Careful. You might want to date him in three years." Of course, this set us off again.
Went free fencing yesterday. Asked Hannah to join me. El was there as well. Hannah and I fenced a few bouts, then we all just sat down and talked.
I was hungry, and El fed me three of those Nature Valley bars, for which I proclaimed my "undying love" for him. xDDDD We all started laughing.

Umm...that's about all I have to say for now. Later.

Love,
Faye

It's GOTTA be Ninja Day

(Okay, so it was yesterday, but still...)
Met Christine at Farmer's Market.
She told me about some 40-year-old asian dude standing outside of the bike racks, doing ninja moves, as she left school.
We saw some teenage dude doing ninja moves, and trying to teach his girlfriend. (Haha, she fails).
Saw a chick cosplaying a character who has some pretty cool ninja moves.
Today, I heard that Jake wanted to carve "ninja" into his clay piece.
It's GOTTA be ninja day. There's no other explanation.

ICEY.

Yo.
What's you email? I'm trying to get the crusties together again. ;o

Happy Birthday to Me!

It's meh birthday.
My wonderful friends brought me four balloons, two cakes, and a plate of brownies. My amazing boyfriend gave me flowers, chocolate, and a pumpkin pie, which I may just dig into if my dad doesn't make dinner soon. -.-
Today was fun.
Oh, plus, it was minimum day! Yay!

HAHAHAHA I LAUGH AT YOU.

HAHAHA DITCHED.

HOLY SHIT.

HELP ME.
HE SAID HE LOVED ME.
Well, more or less.
It went like this...

It was after school.
Eliot walked me to my locker, and we stood near-ish it for a few minutes, talking. Something had been on my mind for a while, but it had never been the right time to say it. I was determined to ask, however, and was about to do so, when he said, "I have to go."
Shit.
I gave him a hug, and said, "Do you have to go this second?"
He must have guessed something was up, because he said, "I can stay for a minute, I guess. What is it?"
I stuttered around for a few moments, trying to collect my thoughts and find out where to begin. Normally, I wouldn't have asked something like this, but I needed to know. I can't explain it, though I was fairly certain I knew the answer would be yes.
"You...you said, a while ago, that you thought that you've been in love." Long story, don't want to explain at the moment. "...Was it Sophia?" His ex, if you don't remember.
"No," he said, confusing me further. I was pretty sure Sophia had been the only other girl he'd ever dated...unless...NO. It could NOT be me. I mean, that's impossible! It was just...out of the question. Completely.
"Oh. ...Was there someone before her, then?" Please don't let my voice have sounded to hopeful.
"No."
HOLY SHIT. I had NO CLUE what to do. I decided to play dumb, and hope for the best.
"...Now I'm confused."
"I have been too." He said something else, but (shit!) I forgot what it was, but it was something that kind of confirmed it.
My mouth dropped open in that oh-so attractive way I have, and I kinda just went, "Oh." Ummm..."So it's--" I couldn't finish that.
He nodded. My mind was just one big 'OH SHIT.'

We kinda just stood like that for a few minutes, his arms still around my waist, then we both started to say something at the same time. Bottom line: he had to go.
I kissed him on the cheek, still unable to meet his eyes. He ran off, and I joined Lily and Katy.

I told Lily the basics, and she told me her theory: stay confused long enough, and you'll eventually be unconfused.

Ellie rode past as Lily and I were sitting on a big rock next to the field by my old elementary school. I called out to her, and she stopped, and we all hung out a bit.

I walked home with Ellie, and gave her the basics. Well...basic.

She said that, by the way I talked to/about him, it sounded like I love him.

The thing is, I don't know. I mean, it's not like I've ever been in love before. I don't know what it feels like!

Help me!

Love,
Faye

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STILL LAUGHING.

Katy is short. Her head is about at my boobs. So when she hugs me...well, her head kinda ends up there. xDDD I was hugging her today when I saw her.

PE:

Katy: (so only we can hear) Hello boobs.
Eliot: (walking up, not hearing) Hello.

xDDDDDDDDD WE WERE CRACKING UP FOR, LIKE, TEN MINUTES STRAIGHT, AND EVERY TIME SOMEONE SAYS 'HELLO' TO US, WE START CRACKING UP.

Loved the Bus Ride Home. And There.

Haaaaappyyyyy....
Well, it was six freaking hours.
But I sat next to Eliot both ways.
We talked a lot. It was very fun.
He fell asleep for a while both times, which I found funny. I almost did, too. The first time, he fell asleep with his head against the window...I had the window seat. xD He was kind of laying across me. It was cute.
The second time, he rested his head against my shoulder.
That's about all I have to say at the moment.
I'm watching a bad Sci-Fi movie about a giant snake who eats people. Yay. =D

Love,
Faye

P.S. LISA AND I CAN TOTALLY DOUBLE-DATE NOW. HAHAHA. IT WILL BE BLOODY FUN. FOR ME. EVERYONE ELSE WILL BE, LIKE, 'WHY THE HELL DID YOU DRAG ME HERE, FAYE?' HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Nnnnnn...

I feel pathetic.
Eliot's only been gone for five hours, and I already miss him. Hmph. Stupid Winter Retreat. He'd better have a great time.

Hey, Rosie?
I have a question.
How do you know that you're in love?
Not that I'm in love with Eliot or anything. I mean, that's silly, right? I'm not even fifteen yet. Not possible.

Ashland!

We just got back from the most AMAZING class trip to ASHLAND!!!!!

HEY, GUYS! GUESS WHICH TWO PEOPLE FROM OCEANCLAN FINALLY GOT THEMSELVES BOYFRIENDS!!!

LISA AND MOLLY!!!! OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW I HAVE SOMEONE TO SHARE WITH MY NOT-SINGLENESS!

(By the way, don't tell Lisa I told you this...heh...)

Last night, we were all waiting in the meeting rooms to get onto the busses and go to a play. Brian whispers to me and Eliot, "Okay, don't tall anybody, but Eddie is planning on asking someone out tonight! I think I know who it is!"
"Who?" I asked, pretty sure myself. It was kinda obvious.
Lisa, of course, was the guess of both of us.

FLASHBACK:
Tuesday (last day at school for the week!) - in a math teacher's room, visiting Katy, at lunch. Eddie is taking a test.
He randomly goes, "Faye!"
I look up, surprised, as he's afraid of me (?). "What?"
"I...never mind. I'll tell you when you're older."
"WHAT???? NUUUU!!! TELL ME!!!" I get really paranoid when people do that. Haha.
He wouldn't. Finally, as he was about to leave, he comes up to me and says, "I think I love...we'll leave it at that."
-insertdeathofFaye-
END FLASHBACK.

I see Eddie motioning to Lisa, trying to get her to go somewhere with him. She refused in her awkward, lovable, Lisa-ish way. -sigh-
I'm over there at some point, and he pulls me and Eliot aside, and says, "I need help."
"Okay, what can we do?"
"I need to get Lisa away from Xiao."
I could feel an impish grin spreading across my face. "I can do that."
He starts freaking out. "But not right now! It has to be the right time, and..." (etc, etc...) Haha, Eddie.
Well, at some point, he said he wanted it to be "epic," which I can understand.
He didn't end up asking yesterday, but the play was amazing!

On the (six hour) drive home, we stop for lunch. Eddie and Lisa were on the other bus. Eddie has girls' stage makeup on, as he was a demo at a makeup workshop before we left. I just -must- take a picture, and we talk a bit about pointless stuff that has slipped my mind. As he was walking away, he turned, and said with his voice lowered, "I'm not single anymore!"
My jaw dropped in that oh-so attractive way I have, and I started jumping around (he dodged my hug), and screaming into my hands, like Lisa did when I got Eliot, only she was screaming into my arm. Actually, we had a very similar reaction, now that I think about it...

I attack Lisa when I see her, but she, being Lisa, wouldn't comment much.

OHOHOH! But when we had gotten home, and me, Lisa, Xiao, Brittany, and Eddie were hanging out in the school parking lot, Eddie's mom started driving up.
"My mom's here. Should we, like, hug, or something?" he asked Lisa.
She just kinda stood there, and said, "I don't know..."
He picked up his things (after goodbyes), and started to walk away.
"Wait, Eddie! Hug." Lisa said. It was perfect, as Lisa isn't a very openly affectionate person to most people, but she held her arms out to him.

He groaned, pretending to be annoyed (we all knew he wasn't), and put his suitcase down. He walked forward, into her waiting arms, and gave her a tight hug back. I held back a squeal.

Meanwhile, his mom had a very funny expression on her face. As they pulled away, we all started cracking up.

Oh, and, as Eddie walked away, Brittany said, "What? I don't get a hug, too? Why?" He laughed, and continued to his car.

"Because you're not dating him!" I said happily. It was satisfying to know something big to do with Lisa before Brittany. I know that's mean and selfish, but I'm human. I'm not proud of it, but at least I can admit it.

"Thanks for telling her like that," Lisa said sarcastically.

"Yup!" I answered cheerfully.

Oh, and the best part?

Eddie has an afro.

x3

Happy Valentine's Day.

And Eliot. That's good too. <3
We went out today. It was fun. We went bowling (which I suck at, by the way), then to lunch (I'm afraid I'm not a "dainty" eater...heh...), then went and saw a movie ('Taken', if you want to know. It wasn't scary.), then went to Starbucks. It was...very fun.
I liked the movie. We were in the back of a dark movie theatre...well, it was nice. ^^
He gave me two vegetarian cookbooks. Yay! And I made him a card on Photoshop, and he copied it - with colored pencils. Like, perfectly. He's amazing...
But yeah.

OH MY GOSH, ROSIE! HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP US IN SUSPENSE??? I'M DYING TO KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING!!!

Love,
Faye

P.S. I hate Valentine's Day.

Happy Valentine's.

The only good part about Valentine's Day is the candy. Yum.

Love,
Faye

P.S. I hate Valentine's Day.

Happy.

You know what happened yesterday?
Well, let me tell you, it was WIERD.
So I went to fencing, and Patrick (fencing instructor) tells me he wants to talk to me after class. I'm naturally nervous, since it's probably not good if it's Patrick (haha, gotta love the coach). So, afterwards, he motions me over, and I walk slowly to stand in front of him.
'It's probably nothing,' I tell myself.
Boy, was I wrong.
"I think you may be ready to move to the advanced class soon. Maybe by next month."
I felt my mouth drop (a very attractive look, I'm sure), and I couldn't speak for a few moments. Finally, I managed, "Really?" I'm sure I sounded incredibly intelligent.
He nodded, and said that I was learning quickly, and picking things up pretty easily. He said that I would need my own equipment, and that the class would be from 7 to 8, with footwork from 6 to 7, Monday and Wednesday. I just stood there, eyes wide, trying to take this in.
I forget what happened next, as I was a bit in shock, but later I went up to him and asked how much equipment would cost. He told me what I'd need, and totaled it up for me. It would be $275.
There's no way my family can afford that. Shit.
Plus, I probably wouldn't be able to ride Bella if I switched. Unless I get straight A's for this quarter. Haha, like that's going to happen. -.- I'll still try.
If I'm lucky, I'll get money for my birthday, and may be able to afford it by, like, next year. -.-

The weirdest part, though?
You're supposed to be in the intermediate class for five months.
This is my second month.
And I've missed four lessons because of the play.

WHY?

When Eliot heard, he assumed I was better than him. I told him I wasn't.
We went to free fencing today to find out. Of course, he was better, but thought I had let him win. But I hadn't! I admit that I didn't get much sleep, and my entire right arm/hand was sore from fencing yesterday, but I wasn't much worse than I usually am. And kids half my size can still beat me!

I'm so confused...maybe he got me mixed up with someone else?

Eep.

Love,
Faye

P.S. I hate Valentine's Day.

DAMNIT.

Lucy, you know what I just realized?
Your soul is Lisa's.
Bleeeeeh.


BUT OH MY GOSHHHHHH ROSIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! YOU CAN NOT IMAGINE HOW HAPPY THAT MADE MEEEE!!! ROOOOOOSIEEEEEEEE AAAAND LUUUUUUKEEEEE!!!!!! ROOOOOSIEEEEEEE AAAAAAND LUUUUUUUKEEEEEE!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEE!!! OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODDDDDDDD~!
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, HUN!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEE!!! THAT'S GOTTA BE THE BET THING THAT'S HAPPY--
WAIT. WHAT THE HELL AM I TALKING ABOUT? I DUNNO, REALLY.
BUT I'M SOSOSOSOSOSOSOOOOOOO HAPPY FOR YOU! YOU TOTALLY DESERVE THIS!!!!
I LOVE YOUUUUUUU!!!!!

Meh.

Nothing to say. Nothing to do.
Thinking about Eliot. How about you?

Good Night...REALLY Good Night...

Went over to Eliot's for dinner last night...It was...amazing.
We ate, then played pool, then Quoridor, then I watched as he played Rock Band (my suggestion), and he tried to get me to sing. Bleh.
I sat on the floor by him, watching as he played. He's very good, by the way.
After each song, he'd sit down by me, and we'd talk in whispers (so his parents wouldn't hear) about something random, usually my singing.
Of course, since we were whispering, we were very close together. And we...kissed. A couple times. One kinda lasted longer. Okay, so four did. But...yeah. It was amazing...very...

Love you!
Faye

For Rosie

Okay, so my stupid computer still won't let me comment on your blog. -.- But I have a ton to say, so I'll be pasting it here.

First of all, thank you so, so much for all your support (and for the rest of you guys, too!). Things are pretty much back to normal - or as normal as my life gets, anyway. I'm going over to Eliot's for dinner tomorrow evening, and can't wait! Ooh, and now I have nine new shirts from Forever 21 that I bought today and can choose between for said occasion! Yay!

Next, I would like to say that, though I haven't met you or anything, you and Luke sound like you guys would be pretty awesome together. It really sounds like you have a lot in common! I understand that it must be hard to be thinking of putting your trust into another person so soon after Peter left. I hope you're doing okay about him, and I think he's sounding like a real jerk right now. I'm so sorry. But I do think that you'll make it out okay, and be just that much wiser and careful with your heart.
Oh, that sounded like I think you should never have trusted him, didn't it? Not at all! I know I would have done the same thing in your situation. Luke sounds like a really nice guy, and it seems like you have a lot in common.

Also, I know that it may be hard to talk about, but if you ever feel the want to post about what happened with Peter that last night, I know we'll all listen, and give you big virtual hugs.

I had more to say, but I seem to have forgotten it. -.-

Anyways, you're just amazing. Thank you!

Best Wishes,
Faye

One Month & Sadness

We've been going out for a month today.
So why am I not happy? Well, it may have something to do with what happened today...

Late start, but finals at the high school. I had an hour between 1st and second period. Brian and I decided to go to Starbucks, and invite some friends along. Eliot was the only person who ended up coming.

We met him there, since we had Japanese first period. It was fun.

End of PE. Eliot comes out, and I ask him how he is.
"Okay, I guess."
"What's wrong?"
"I'll tell you later. There are people."
By now, I'm freaking out. (Typical me...

After school.
Me: Now will you tell me?
Eliot: Do you like Brian?
Again, my mouth kinda just flopped open. The thought had honestly never occurred to me.
Me: As a friend, I do, but not like that! Of course not!
Eliot: You were looking at him kind of flirtatiously in Starbucks this morning.
Me: No! I'm sorry! I didn't know! I didn't mean to! I really only like you!

I can't flirt for my life...

What did I do? He said it was okay, but it's not.
It's not.
He's probably thinking that I was lying. He probably hates me.
I know I hate myself.

When he said that something was wrong, I honestly wanted to destroy whatever had made him unhappy.

Now, I realize...that's me.

For the millionth time tonight, I'm thinking how much easier it would be if I didn't exist. I always cause so many problems. I hate it. I hate myself.

I haven't been able to smile since he told me this.

My cat was sitting on my lap as I was doing homework, and I moved a bit, and he complained.

"Well if you don't like it, don't stay! I can't help it! Just go! Just...go!"

I realized I had been yelling, and lowered my voice.

I know I'm over reacting, and I feel really stupid. I'm just saying what happened.

Rosie? SOMEONE?
..Help? Please...

what's happening? I feel like such a awful person...I don't want him to be sad.

I don't want to hurt him.

Love,
Faye

"Brian-kun is slooooooooooooow!" + Plus bad feelings after a conversation

So I don't really know if I've mentioned Brian much. Or at all, really.
Well, he's this kid that is new this year, and was home-schooled. He's blond, and kinda short (okay, so he's only a few inches shorter than me, but still). He sits in front of me in Japanese.
He also sits with Eliot and I at lunch. I didn't know him much at the beginning of the year, but I've gotten to know him a lot more now, and he's really fun.
Anyway, Lisa and Sam will probably get a ride to school tomorrow, and I get to ride with him. Honestly, I've gotten kinda sick of riding on my own.

RIght. I've gotta go to bed soon, so I'll hurry up.

Eliot and I were texting, and he found out that I swear a bit. Apparently, he's really against that sort of thing, and was kinda cold the rest of the conversation. Honestly, I'm not too happy with myself or him. And I'm really worried that he's mad at me. I'm scared. What if it's really awkward tomorrow, or something? I hope it won't be.
Oh, and he found out that I fence. He looked really confused.

Gotta go!

Love,
Faye

P.S. Wish me luck! I hope he's not mad...

It's Times Like These I'm Really Glad I Don't Faint...

Basically:
(yesterday)
Hadn't eaten more than a piece of toast.
Hadn't slept more than 6 1/2 hours TOTAL for the past 2 days.
Rode my bike across town for fencing.
Got moved up a class (FOUR LESSONS EARLY! ;o).
The intermediate level is much harder.
Rode bike home.
Surprised I made it.

I hope Katy gets back soon! Miss her...

Eliot thought I was getting sick of him! -dies- I feel bad...

Why, yes, I did have a wonderful night, thanks.

I don't think I told you guys, but I went to a New Year's party with Eliot at his church. I was really nervous.
I had two hours to kill, so I had my mom curl my hair (in the hopes that you wouldn't be able to tell right away by the time 7:00 rolled around), I did my makeup (OMG! Faye actually wore makeup! Amazing! ;o), ate dinner, then cleaned my room a bit, then played my guitar some...then it was time to go. My mom took forever to get out of the house, but we were finally there.
Me: You can just drop me off, mom...
Mom: Well...
Me: Mom.
Mom: No, I'll walk you up. What if it's not the right place? Or what if Eliot isn't here?
Me: MOM. You. Leave. Now. He lives right next door. I can call him. Bye!
I hopped out of the car before she could say anything, and walked towards the cheery-looking buildings that made up the church.
Ahead of me, I saw a small group of guys walking the same way. The red jacket on one looked suspiciously like Eliot's, and, mixed with the hair, I was pretty sure it was him, though the light was casting a shadow on his back.
As if he could sense me watching him, he turned around, and a smile appeared on Eliot's face. He started walking back towards me, and I ran forward, into his arms.
We finally got in, and he introduced me to a whole bunch of his friends. Spencer and Ryan, who I know from school, were there, which was a bit awkward. Oh, well.
"I have something for you in my backpack," Eliot told me. "Come with me."
I followed him, out of the building and into the courtyard, over towards a lighted building with signs plastered over the door, saying "Dodgeball Tournament".
Inside, it was empty, for the most part, with a few couches and stacks of chairs shoved against the wall. We were alone.
His (new) (white) (why did he get a white backpack? It'll get really dirty...) backpack was by one of the couches, and he pulled out a small, wrapped package, which he handed to me. I sat down and tore the paper open. Inside was a box. I opened the box, and found another box. It was slightly smaller. Both really nice boxes, too. Like, leather. Pretty cool.
Anyways. xD
Inside that box was a necklace.
It was a golden horseshoe, on a chain. (Duh.) And it was BEAUTIFUL.
I smiled at him, and gave him a hug. "Thank you so much! I love it!"
"It took me two days to make," he said, hugging me back. My mouth kinda just flopped open. I'm sure I looked stunning.
"You...made this?"
He nodded.
Oh. My. Gosh.
Can't remember what I said next. xD
He sat down behind me on the couch, and put his arm around my waist. I smiled up at him.
Eventually, we went back in. I learned that he got his permit yesterday (yay!!), and that he had nearly killed himself on the way to the party when he sat on the hood of his friends car. While it was moving. (-.-) Apparently, he fell off, but landed on his feet. I'm scared for that boy's health...
So...we hung out. I beat him multiple times at Connect Four. He beat me twice. After his friend showed him the trick. xDDD
Another friend came by and started "strangling" him. xD When he left, Eliot complained that his neck hurt.
"Aww, do you want a kiss to make it better?" I asked.
"Yes," he said. "May I have one?"
I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Feel better?"
"Yes."
We were all told to sit on the floor, as stuff was happening on stage.
I sat resting my head against his chest. Every once in a while, his lips would brush against my forehead. A couple times, he kissed me. I kissed him once on the cheek somewhere in there.
Stuff happened. I forget all of what it was. xD Finally, they let us go hang out some more. Then we were called back.
Oh, and Eliot was trying to get me to dance and/or sing karaoke throughout the night. Pfft. I refused.
Eventually, midnight rolled around.
When they began the countdown (as according to someone's phone), Eliot was up by the stage, dancing with some people. I had flat-out refused to get up there.
They let the balloons down from the big net on the ceiling, and Eliot made his way through the crowd to me. We hugged, and said our "happy new year"s. Then, we went over to the wall, where I sat in a chair, and he leaned on it, above me.
"So..." I said. "What do you want to do for the first few minutes of 2009?" I already knew the answer, of course.

Oh, flashback.
In LA, visiting family. Eliot and I talked on the phone from 12:00 am to 3:00 am. Heh...
Anyways, he asked me what I'd want for Christmas--anything, in the whole world. I thought a moment, then said, "To see you. Right now." Forget what he said. "What about you?"
"A nice kiss."
"...I can do that." I couldn't hold the smile from my voice.
End flashback.

"Guess," he said.
I really couldn't say it. It was EMBARRASSING. "I dunno..."
"Then you'll never find out!"
"Oh, please just tell me!"
This debate went on for several minutes. Probably not what either of us had had in mind for the first few minutes of 2009, but...it was worth it.
Finally...
"I want that Christmas present you promised me," he said.
I grinned. "Thought so."
Our lips met. It was...amazing. That's all I can say. It didn't last long enough, though. I kissed him again.
Someone told us to go sit back down. We sat in a different spot, same position.
He was worried about his lip-sync, saying that it was going to suck. I told him it would be great.
Finally, it was their turn. He and...seven(?) other guys were doing some rap song. It was really funny.
He came back (missing Ryan winning (but trading in) an alpaca sweater. Spencer got a Bath and Body Works gift card.), and sat next to me again. He thought it sucked. I kissed him on the cheek and told him it was great. He didn't believe me. They ended up winning for the jr. high division, and I got to say, "I told you so."
Their group won $100 to split.
"I got the best prize, though," he said.
"What?" I asked.
"You."
AWW! So sweet...-dies-
Unfortunately, the night (morning?) ended, a few minutes after one. We walked outside, where we found my mother (-.-). He walked me to the car, and we settled for a hug goodnight. (Stupid mother...-muttermutter-)
I got eleven kisses last night/morning. That's fourteen total in my life. And all but one with Eliot. Happy...

Love you guys!

Faye