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up to check. I just stayed where I was and fell back asleep again.
    I woke up the second time to the sound of my dad and Jasmine laughing loudly, while coming through the door.
    "Nevaeh!" my dad yelled cheerfully. I could tell he was slightly drunk. "What are you kids doing? Didn't I tell you no fooling around in the house?" Him and Jasmine both began to laugh hysterically.
    I sat up and looked at Cael. His face was blank. I could not tell what he was thinking. "So," Jasmine said, walking towards the couch on shaky legs, "who's the boyfriend?"
    "Oh, he's just a friend," I said.
    "Nonsense," she said waving her hand in the air. "I can tell when two people are in love."
    "Um, this is Cael, and we're not in love," I told her. She only laughed.
    "Maybe I should go," Cael said, starting to get up.
    "Oh no," Jasmine said, pulling him back down on the couch. "Sit, stay a while. I want to get to know you better."
    "Well, what do you want to know?" he asked.
    "Let's see…for starters, how old are you?" Jasmine asked him.
    "I'll be seventeen in about two months," he said.
    "Oh, and do you have a job?" she asked, her eyes fixed on his.
    "Yeah, I'm a cashier at the grocery store."
    "Good, good," she said. "Nevaeh, how old are you again darling?"
    "I turned sixteen today," I said.
    "Oh my god!" she gasped, putting her hand over her mouth. "And I didn't even wish you a happy birthday! How rude of me!"
    "That's okay. You didn't know."
    "I most certainly did not!" she exclaimed. "Jonathan, get in here!"
    "What?" my dad called, entering from the kitchen.
    "You didn't even bother to tell me it was your daughter's birthday!" Jasmine said.
    His eyes widened. "Oh god, I'm so sorry Nev. I completely forgot."
    "It's okay," I said quietly.
    "Shame, shame," Jasmine said, shaking her head. "Forgetting your own daughter's birthday."
    "I really am sorry," my dad said.
    "Yeah," I said. "Sure. Come one Cael, let's go. I'll walk you home."
    "Okay," Cael said. We got up and left without another word. Once outside Cael spoke again. "I know how it feels."
    "How what feels?" I asked.
    "My parents are never around either," Cael said.
    "They are when you need them and when they should be. At least your parents care about you, which is more than I can say for my dad." Cael put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him.
    "But you know I care about you, right?" he asked.
    I looked up at him. "Yeah, I know."
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Nine
     
     
     
    It was just beginning to get dark when we arrived at Cael's house. I was starting to see a few stars in the sky, and the moon was shining faintly above us. It was still warm outside, even though the sun had gone down.
    "Well, I guess I better get back to Mrs. Wonderful," I said, rolling my eyes. "I'm sure she has plenty of questions for me."
    "You don't have to go back. You can come in if you want," Cael said.
    "Okay," I said. I sure as hell did not want to go back to my house. "Are your parents home?" I asked as we walked through the front door and into the living room.
    "No, they went out tonight," he said. Cael walked into the kitchen and I sat down on the couch. "You want a soda?"
    "Sure," I called. He set two pops on the coffee table and sat down next to me.
"Um, I wasn't trying to make a move on you before," he said quietly.
    "Before when?" I asked confused.
    "At your house, when your dad came in and said no fooling around."
    I laughed. "We were sleeping. I hardly call that making a move," I said.
    "I know, but I don't want you thinking it was anything more than friendly," he said, not looking at me. Friendly. There it was again. The word "friend" just always had to sneak in there somehow.
    "Well was it?" I asked.
    He hesitated a moment, still not meeting my eyes. "I don't know," he said, shaking his head slightly. "I kind of…put your head on my chest."
    "You did?"
    "Yeah," he said