Parallel Jumping. Part 4. By: Keira.

  "Mom?" I ask, while walking down the stairs.
  "No silly. The prime Minister of London Britain," She says sarcastically. "Of course I'm your mother!"
  "Yeah, sorry. What day is it?" I ask.
  "Wow, you were up really late last night, working on your art! I'm so proud of you!" She says.
  What is happening? Why am I in my childhood home? Art? What art? I'm a science major! Ugh! What is going on? Oh boy, this better be some phyco dream!
  "Oh, dear, you better get going! Your, um, *cough*, friend, is probably waiting at the bus for you!" Says mom.
  "Umm.... Okay?" I say, in the form of a question.
  When I get to the city bus, I see Samantha, and she looks like she's waiting for someone. Please don't see me! Please! I Cautiously walk around her to make sure she doesn't see me, but she then calls my name. My name.
  "Adam," she says. Oh no. "Hey sweetie! What's up?" She says, while kissing my cheek.
  What. Wait, what?
  "Happy one year anniversary!" She says, lovingly.
  What? One year anniversary?
  "I got you a gift!" She says, excitedly. "I promised your mom I wouldn't tell you, but she told me that you were up all night making a painting for me! That is so sweet!"
  "Yeah, sweet..." I say, not fully processing what just happened.
  "I love you." She says.
  Wait, what?
  Samantha's in love with me?
  What?



To be continued...