Kristina gets ready for the concert...
"Hey..." he had climbed over the fence that separated our yards, and was now under my tree.
I waved half-heartedly. He started climbing up. Just when he reached the branch I was sitting on, I saw him look down and his face got drained of all its color. He slipped but not before I grabbed his hand and steadied him.
"Thanks..." he said once he was safe.
"Are you afraid of heights?" I asked.
He blushed and then nodded. I gave him a sideways hug.
I immediately pulled back and blushed, "Thanks."
He smiled and made an attempt to kiss me again. But then he almost fell and I steadied him once more. He succumbed to wiping away some of my tears.
"Thanks again. I heard you screaming. What happened?"
"M-my mom....she found out I didn't have a job...and she's burning all my soccer equipment as we speak."
"Ouch...that's harsh. I could lend you some of my stuff if you want," he suggested.
"No...I think it's time I got a real job....that is, if I'm not grounded for life..."
"Well, if and when you get a job, I promise to visit everyday," he smiled and took my hand. I smiled back.
The days passed by slowly without soccer. I didn't talk at all, except for when I had to; in class and with Pete. Since Alicia came down with the flu and was at home, I spent most of my time with him. Like I had imagined, I was grounded. However, I was assured that it was only temporary and I would have to get a job eventually. But for now, things were okay. The New Order concert is in exactly two hours. That leaves me forty-five minutes to get dressed and sneak out. I was really excited for it. Half because I was going to see New Order and half because I was going to see New Order with Pete. I had decided what to wear two days ago. The outfit composed of a white hoodie with soccer balls all over it, a white tank top underneath, and boot-cut jeans. I had also gotten my black converse from the garage last night while my parents were out at their friend's house. They would suspect something if I went downstairs and got shoes when I was supposed to be staying in my room. There was no particular reason for my mom to come into my room since I already had dinner but I suppose I should lock the door just in case... Before finally climbing out of the window, I prayed that I wouldn't get caught.
Climbing down my tree was no problem since I'd done it so many times before this. Going over the fence though, wasn't so easy. At last, I got up on the fence in sitting position. Now I just have to jump down. That didn't go so well either. My jeans got stuck on a nail and I fell flat on my face. I guess this is God's way of punishing me for sneaking out. I'll repent for this later. Somebody pulled me up. It was a boy who looked a lot like Pete. Probably his brother.
"HEY PETE! YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S HERE!" he yelled and then looked at me, "Hi, I'm Todd. You must be Kristina, nice to meet you."
I smiled. "Nice to meet you too."
Then, Pete came into the backyard, frowning. He hurriedly gave me a kiss on the cheek but looked annoyed. I would have asked what was wrong had it not been for the other Wentz, still standing beside us with a toothy grin.
Okay...horrible chapter, I'm sorry. I'm just having a HUGE case of writer's block...Forgive me?