Apparently I didn't hear Gwen's alarm this morning. She decided to let me sleep in for a little bit but when Derek heard that I was still asleep, he came into our room, turned up his Ipod as loud as it would go, and put his big DJ headphones on my head. I woke up to the pounding bass of Avenged Sevenfold's Brompton Cocktail. I could tell that today would be a very good day.

Breakfast was cereal. Everyone sat down together to eat. It was creepy. It was like a little family pow wow. I must say, I was completely freaked out. And then they all had Cheerios! Well, everyone except Michael who reached up to a top cubboard in the kitchen and rummaged around. He called out, "gottcha!" and pulled a purple box down.

A smile lit across my face. Raisin Bran. My favorite cereal ever.

Mrs. Hayer tried to convince him to put it back and come eat Cheerios like a normal person but he just wouldn't have it. Derek called over to him, "Hey dude, you can have your gross little cereal, but only if you share with our lovely guest." He gave me his big award winning smile.

Michael poured me a bowl and sat down on the other side of me. He gave me a little smile like we were sharing a little secret. It was so sweet.

Derek volunteered to drive us to school this morning. Gwen was pretty pissed about that. Don't get me wrong, she hates the bus, but she also hates that Derek is only doing this because he "is trying to be nice to Alice so he can get her alone..." Apparently he never offers to give them rides. Ever.

Derek insisted that I get shotgun, but I figured that Gwen should probably get it, or else she'd bite my head off or perhaps ignore me during school and I needed her. So I had Gwen take my place. I sat in back with Michael. It was a kind of small car so the backseat was a little crowded. With me at my 6'0" and Michael at his 6'2" we were both pretty smashed. Or as one of my friends back home would say, we were smoosh. Smoosh is not a verb, it is a noun. You become a smoosh.

So as we were climbing into the backseat, Derek grabbed my arm and pulled me back closer to him. He leaned in close, his breath heavy. My heart was pounding like crazy.
He's going to kiss me.
He. is. going. to. kiss. me.
HE IS GOING TO KISS ME!!!
I closed my eyes and tilted my head up towards him.
"I got you a present, beautiful." he whispered in my ear.
I let out a deep sigh of regret completely ignoring the beautiful comment.
"What, you don't want it?" He asked playfully. Turns out, he is the biggest flirt ever. He's got girls all over him at school and he totally leads them all on.
He reached behind his back and pulled out a little black bag that looked suspiciously like the one that he got in the mall yesterday...
"Go on, take a look," he whispered to me, leaning in. I could feel his hot breath on my neck. I knew that if I ever wanted to think straight again, I'd have to get away from him, and the only way to accomplish that would be to do as he asks.
I reached inside the bag and pulled out a CD. I let out a huge squeal and jumped up and down. I couldn't believe it. He got me the Papa Roach CD I really wanted! As I was still hopping I grabbed ahold of him and hugged him tight.
"Thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou," I slurred.
"It's no problem, babe," he replied.

Yep, this was definately going to be one amazing day.