Chapter One

As I sat there reading my book “ Marie Antoinette”. I couldn’t help but notice Mr. Cale staring at me. Mr. Cale always insisted I call him Ethan.

“ Haylee?” he asked, his voice breathtaking.

“ Yes, Mr. C-, sorry. Ethan?”.

“ You look very sad” Ethan said as he walked over and sat next to me. Closing the distance between us, he’s very clever.

I started to babble. “ Uh well it’s a sad part in the book” I told him.

“ Uh-huh” he said as he took my book from me. He placed my bookmark on my page. Ethan gazed at me for a second. “ Haylee” he whispered. Then it happened. His lips were against mine, I was unable to move. I kissed him back, locking my arms around his neck.

I woke with a start. I was panting, I needed to catch my breath. This is the fifth time I had this dream, it all ends up the same. I wake up wanting to see Ethan. I looked at my alarm clock. It read 12:30. I groaned and pulled my covers over my head. A few seconds later I head a beeping sound.

It seemed to be coming from my computer. I quietly walked to it. It was an instant message from.. No … it was Ethan! It read:

‘Sorry for waking you up Hales.

But I wanted to wish you a …

Happy Birthday!!

I’ll be over later to give you

Your present. Alone, it’s special.

And for your eyes only.

Later,

Ethan’

I realized I was blushing. It was my birthday, I didn’t think Ethan remembered. I wondered what kind of present Ethan got me. And what did he mean alone; it’s special? And for my eyes only.

So far this day was confusing. Knowing that the one person I didn’t and did want to see . Has something special for me and for my eyes only! While I was on the computer I sent Ethan a reply.

‘Thank you. It’s okay, I had

A bad dream, so I was already awake.

What’s this present you got me?

Can you give me a hint?

Haylee’

It only took a few seconds to reply. It read:

‘ Nope not telling.

Really what kind of dream?

Ethan’

I was scared by his question, but I wrote back the truth.

‘ You and I were there.

And we well…

We kissed.

Haylee’

I now thought, this was hopeless, he was 25 and I was 18!

‘ Oh ….. Well listen,

I’ll see you later.

Ethan’

Right now I would give anything to have Ethan say he like me. Or at least thought of mean some kind of way. I walked over to my bed, I sighed. I would never fall in love, I would end up and alone like a spinster. And it would be because fell in love with someone 7 years my senior.

As I pulled my covers over my head. I thought about how much I would love for Ethan to notice me. I was 18! I could vote, join the army for all I care, and move out of the house!

The only thing I wanted for my birthday was to fall in live and a collage acceptance letter, so I could have a reason to move out. The only thing I knew about my birthday wants was only

A.) I would get a collage acceptance latter.

B.) I wouldn’t fall in love.

I fell into a deep slumber. Again in my dream Ethan was there.

“ Get up Missus Adams” I hears a whispery old voice say. “ Please get up Missus Adams! It’s your 18th Birthday!”. I groaned. It was our housekeeper Doris Hernandez. She was in her 60’s. Our Mexican housekeeper has been with us since I was born.

“ I’m getting up” I replied. I sat up in my bed. “ Um… Hernandez did you ever have a dream or a fantasy about someone, and they liked you in the dream. But in real life, they flirted with you, but they couldn’t like you? Because he was older and worked with someone close to you?”.

Mrs. Hernandez shook her head. “You teenagers all the same thinking about boys. You on the other hand are a bright girl. To your question, no. The only dreams and fantasies are with my husband Phillip. Now get ready deary, breakfast is in 30 minutes” Doris said. Her accent was heavy. She left my room. I sighed and gradually got up, and walked to my bathroom.

The cloudy skies were visible through my bamboo curtains. I turned on my shower, waiting for the heat up. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked older, but I didn’t feel older. Ten minutes later I was blow drying my hair. My dark brown hair lay nicely on my shoulders. Even though my family is rich, rebellion is what I like to do the most.

It was the middle of November, meaning it’s cold. I grabbed a black sweater, and dark blue straight jeans. I tied my silver striped she’s on and headed towards breakfast. The halls were always so scary, it made me scared to know my family has secrets.

As I walked down the grand staircase, something caught my attention. My family and I, were not eating alone. Oh… No! There at the bottom of the steps was Ethan. His light brown shoulder length hair glistened in the light.

“ Happy 18th Birthday Hales” he said as he handed me a tiny black box. I smiled an opened it, to reveal a midnight red locket. Midnight red is my favorite color.

“ Thank you” I told him.

“ Your welcome and look what’s inside of it”.

He had our pictures, for when we took photo’s in the photo booth at the mall. One picture was the two of us sticking our tongues out. The other picture was me sitting on his lap, leaning my head under his. I realized I was blushing.

“ Thank you, I’m sorry for what I said earlier.”

“ It’s nothing Hales, Now c’mon were late for breakfast” Ethan placed the locket on my neck. His hands seemed to grace my neck. He left little trails of kisses there. He kissed me on the cheek and took my hand in his. He led me to the dining room where we ate breakfast. The only thing I know now is that either Ethan likes me or not.

I’m guessing he just wants to make me feel better. Or flirting with me, just so we don’t have to talk about what happened this morning.