California Kisses

Chapter Six

I have returned! I hit a wall for a bit. Like, a real high wall with no ladders. This chapter brought to you in part by:

1) I finally got a laptop! No more having to use public computers!

2) I'm sick today - which means unlimited typing!

3) @dreamcatcher_xoxo_ sent me what may be the sweetest message ever and it just sort of inspired me to actually focus and knock this chapter out!

And 4) watching My Hero Academia while writing gets me freaking pumped.

Hope you guys enjoy! 

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Summer was fast approaching. The seasons were changing, and I could feel it in the air and see it in the town. The spring chill normally present began to melt into something softer, less sharp. Instead, warmth began to slip into everyday life, edging into the evenings. It still hadn't reached a point where I felt uncomfortable. But it was coming.

Instead of closed windows, mine were open, a breeze speaking of warmer days drifting through my room. It was this breeze keeping me uncharacteristically distracted. A lazy attempt at pulling myself back to the homework in front of me, I lightly shook my head and turned back to the pages laying out on my desk.

Surely, I would be able to keep my focus. Surely.

About five minutes into my focus time, my phone buzzed. Sitting innocuously enough on my bed, face down, out of arms reach.

No, I thought to myself, gripping the pencil harder. Be strong. You got this. Almost done! Well . . . at least until I realized exactly how much I still needed to finish. "Okay, maybe just one break," I told myself, already rolling my eye internally. I wouldn't get back to that homework for a while.

Pushing away from the desk, I made my way to the bed, flopping down on it and grabbing my phone. Unlocking the screen, I was not even a little surprised to find Bennett waiting on the other end, several messages already in line for me to read.

MooseHunterFTW: Why did I do this?

MooseHunterFTW: I lost my mind.

MooseHunterFTW: Everything hurts and I'm dying.

A small wave of panic pushed through me, one I attempted to push back as I texted him.

Dorkyandartsy435: What mess have you gotten yourself into this time?

MooseHunterFTW: Have you watched Call the Midwife?

Dorkyandartsy435: Uhhhh, no?

MooseHunterFTW: Then you wouldn't understand the emotional turmoil I'm experiencing right now. But you should know my heart has been ripped out and stomped on and OH GOD WHY HAVE I DONE THIS??

I couldn't help it. I laughed. Hard. More than anyone, I'd discovered how obsessed with television shows Bennett could get. Somehow, some way, he became so emotionally entrenched with these characters; sometimes, he would start talking about a character and I would just naturally assume him to be speaking of a relative with how much detail he could provide.

Over time, though, it became obvious he was just a fanboy. No big deal here.

Before I could respond, another message came through, one which made my eyebrows reach my hairline, I'm sure.

MooseHunterFTW: So when do we progress from text messages to like, actual phone calls anyway?

MooseHunterFTW: We've been talking for a while and I think we can all safely assume you aren't an axe murderer.