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               I woke up from the sound of my phone ringing. I got up and raced to the phone. I answered in a tired voice “Hello?”
“Hey it’s Jeremy guess what I just found?”
“Jeremy, how’d you get my number,” I said still in a tired voice.
“I’ll tell you later just guess what I just found?”
“I give up, what?”
“I found pop rocks we used to play with those all the time remember?”
“Oh yeah you should bring some over and we’ll take a trip down memory lane,” I said sound a little more perky.
“Alright I’ll be over shortly.”
“Ok, bye.”
“bye.”

After we hung up I got my coffee all set up and sat at the table and watched a little TV until Jeremy arrived.  It wasn’t long before I heard a knock on the door.
I smiled to myself and answered it and stood before me was Jeremy’s bright smiling face holding up a bag full of pop rocks. I squealed and said “Come in, come in!”
“Thank you, thank you,” He smiled and walked past me and set the bag on the table.
“How’re you this morning,” He asked sitting down at the table
“I’m good. I made some coffee, you want some?”
“sure why not.”
I poured him up some in a mug and poured some more in mine. “How do you take it,” I asked, looking up at him.
“Um, if you can just pour a little milk into it and a little sugar.”
I smiled and nodded “Sure thing.”
After I got it all poured up and made I joined him at the table.
“Are you gonna tell me what you wanted to ask me last night?”
He shook his head and said “No.”
“Why not?”
“I dunno…maybe because I don’t want you to think I’m a fag.”
I chuckled and stated “How long have you known me?”
“Well…I -had- known you for about 9 years…and now I’ve only known you for only actually a day,” he smiled sarcastically.
I sighed and said “Well I won’t think you’re a fag so just tell me.”
“Alright fine…”
I smiled happily “Yay…”
He took a deep breath and for a second I thought I saw a small blush glow red on his cheeks. He cleared his throat and said “Do you…um…,” he stopped and pretended to be thinking. I looked at him and frowned “Stop stalling and just ask.”
He sighed and nodded “Do you remember Dillon Cray in eight grade?”
“Yah, how could I forget. He was my first kiss.”
He stopped for a second to regain his breath and said “Yah, um well are you guys staying in touch anymore?”
I opened my mouth and raised a brow at him and said “Jeremy, are you asking me if I have a boyfriend?”
His cheeks turned a little red and then he nodded.  I smiled and blushed a little myself and said “Well, no I…I don’t”
“I was just wondering,” He looked down and smiled just barely noticeable.
“How about some pop rocks,” I asked smiling huge
“Alright!”
He and I grabbed a bag and we poured it all in our mouths. We held our mouths open hearing the popping and cracking of the small candies. We started laughing and we chewed them up and ate them.  We both grabbed another bag. I looked at him and said “Ok on the count of three…one two…three.”
He poured one in my mouth and I poured one in his. We did the same thing only this time we almost fell out of our chairs laughing. It brought back a lot of different memories of us as kids.  After chewing and swallowing it, he looked at me and said
“I just realized how much I’ve missed all of this fun over the years.”
I giggled and took a sip of my coffee that was now not as hot as it was before. I looked back at him and said “So what have you been doing anyways over the years?”
“Well…I went to school up in Topeka where my dad was working…and it got kinda quiet sometimes…”
“I understand…after you left I…didn’t really have that much fun anymore either…and my…mom and dad divorced and it was just really horrible…”
He looked at me as If he had just been hit with a golf club several times in the stomach and said “You parents divorced…?”
“Yeah…they did,” I looked down then back up at him.
He stood up grabbed my hands, pulling me up into a hug. I froze and let him embrace me in his arms. I hesitated before wrapping my arms around him. He let me go with teary eyes and said “I’m so…sorry I couldn’t be there to help you…I should’ve tried to contact you to ask you how you were doing…or something…”
I looked at him and smiled reassuringly and said “It’s not your fault…I never tried to contact you either…so.”

We both sat back down. He looked at me and asked “So would you mind telling me what happened?”
I nodded and explained everything to him from the day they started fighting to now. He looked at me not believing all of this that happened. I smiled and said “I couldn’t believe it either…”
“I…never thought that…that would’ve ever happened.”
“Don’t worry I never saw it coming either.”

He looked at me with apologetic eyes and gave me a gentle hug. I looked at him and I knew he felt bad. I began to feel guilty and I felt as if I should’ve never told him. I looked down guilty
“I’m sorry…”
He shook his head “Don’t be…I want you to always be able to tell me things…always.”
“I know…but…I know that you feel bad…and I made you that way.”
He shook his head once again and said “You showed me that you needed me too…”
I looked at him kind of taken back by that statement. I didn’t know what to say. I sat there and looked at him. He looked back at me evenly and slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips to my forehead. He stroked my hair in the process. I gasped quietly and stayed frozen.

Description
               I woke up from the sound of my phone ringing. I got up and raced to the phone. I answered in a tired voice “Hello?”
“Hey it’s Jeremy guess what I just found?”
“Jeremy, how’d you get my number,” I said still in a tired voice.
“I’ll tell you later just guess what I just found?”
“I give up, what?”
“I found pop rocks we used to play with those all the time remember?”
“Oh yeah you should bring some over and we’ll take a trip down memory lane,” I said sound a little more perky.
“Alright I’ll be over shortly.”
“Ok, bye.”
“bye.”

After we hung up I got my coffee all set up and sat at the table and watched a little TV until Jeremy arrived.  It wasn’t long before I heard a knock on the door.
I smiled to myself and answered it and stood before me was Jeremy’s bright smiling face holding up a bag full of pop rocks. I squealed and said “Come in, come in!”
“Thank you, thank you,” He smiled and walked past me and set the bag on the table.
“How’re you this morning,” He asked sitting down at the table
“I’m good. I made some coffee, you want some?”
“sure why not.”
I poured him up some in a mug and poured some more in mine. “How do you take it,” I asked, looking up at him.
“Um, if you can just pour a little milk into it and a little sugar.”
I smiled and nodded “Sure thing.”
After I got it all poured up and made I joined him at the table.
“Are you gonna tell me what you wanted to ask me last night?”
He shook his head and said “No.”
“Why not?”
“I dunno…maybe because I don’t want you to think I’m a fag.”
I chuckled and stated “How long have you known me?”
“Well…I -had- known you for about 9 years…and now I’ve only known you for only actually a day,” he smiled sarcastically.
I sighed and said “Well I won’t think you’re a fag so just tell me.”
“Alright fine…”
I smiled happily “Yay…”
He took a deep breath and for a second I thought I saw a small blush glow red on his cheeks. He cleared his throat and said “Do you…um…,” he stopped and pretended to be thinking. I looked at him and frowned “Stop stalling and just ask.”
He sighed and nodded “Do you remember Dillon Cray in eight grade?”
“Yah, how could I forget. He was my first kiss.”
He stopped for a second to regain his breath and said “Yah, um well are you guys staying in touch anymore?”
I opened my mouth and raised a brow at him and said “Jeremy, are you asking me if I have a boyfriend?”
His cheeks turned a little red and then he nodded.  I smiled and blushed a little myself and said “Well, no I…I don’t”
“I was just wondering,” He looked down and smiled just barely noticeable.
“How about some pop rocks,” I asked smiling huge
“Alright!”
He and I grabbed a bag and we poured it all in our mouths. We held our mouths open hearing the popping and cracking of the small candies. We started laughing and we chewed them up and ate them.  We both grabbed another bag. I looked at him and said “Ok on the count of three…one two…three.”
He poured one in my mouth and I poured one in his. We did the same thing only this time we almost fell out of our chairs laughing. It brought back a lot of different memories of us as kids.  After chewing and swallowing it, he looked at me and said
“I just realized how much I’ve missed all of this fun over the years.”
I giggled and took a sip of my coffee that was now not as hot as it was before. I looked back at him and said “So what have you been doing anyways over the years?”
“Well…I went to school up in Topeka where my dad was working…and it got kinda quiet sometimes…”
“I understand…after you left I…didn’t really have that much fun anymore either…and my…mom and dad divorced and it was just really horrible…”
He looked at me as If he had just been hit with a golf club several times in the stomach and said “You parents divorced…?”
“Yeah…they did,” I looked down then back up at him.
He stood up grabbed my hands, pulling me up into a hug. I froze and let him embrace me in his arms. I hesitated before wrapping my arms around him. He let me go with teary eyes and said “I’m so…sorry I couldn’t be there to help you…I should’ve tried to contact you to ask you how you were doing…or something…”
I looked at him and smiled reassuringly and said “It’s not your fault…I never tried to contact you either…so.”

We both sat back down. He looked at me and asked “So would you mind telling me what happened?”
I nodded and explained everything to him from the day they started fighting to now. He looked at me not believing all of this that happened. I smiled and said “I couldn’t believe it either…”
“I…never thought that…that would’ve ever happened.”
“Don’t worry I never saw it coming either.”

He looked at me with apologetic eyes and gave me a gentle hug. I looked at him and I knew he felt bad. I began to feel guilty and I felt as if I should’ve never told him. I looked down guilty
“I’m sorry…”
He shook his head “Don’t be…I want you to always be able to tell me things…always.”
“I know…but…I know that you feel bad…and I made you that way.”
He shook his head once again and said “You showed me that you needed me too…”
I looked at him kind of taken back by that statement. I didn’t know what to say. I sat there and looked at him. He looked back at me evenly and slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips to my forehead. He stroked my hair in the process. I gasped quietly and stayed frozen.