My only response, is to kiss him on the mouth really quick and open the door. When I turn to close it, I smile and wave good night.I know I was abrupt. But sitting in the driveway of my parents house with him, is really not a good idea. Hoping, I don’t disturb anyone and can get into the house as quietly as possible, is all I can pray for.I open the door and slide in. Turn around to close it and praying it doesn’t click loudly when it’s shut.“Where the hell have you been?” My dad yells from behind me.I turn around, completely startled, “I told mom I was going to the football game and that Maverick would be bringing me home.”I shut and lock the door, not having to worry about the noise anymore. Clearly. I walk into the house completely, walk into the light and see him standing there sneering.“Why does your hair look like you’ve been doing more than watching a game?”“Shit!” is all that runs through my brain.“Charlie, what? Are you whoring yourself out now, to the first boy that pays you any attention?
