Jan 26 2008
5 O’Clock in the Morning is Never a Good Time for a First Kiss
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Today we finish up the Adam saga. Click for part one, part two, or part three.
Well, my title here pretty much says it all, doesn’t it?
That’s right. We all fell asleep (how I possibly fell asleep with Adam snuggled against me I’ll never know) and I woke up somewhere around 5:00 and I don’t actually remember how it happened. But suddenly he was kissing me. And I was kissing him back.
And it was the most disgusting thing ever.
Morning breath, chapped lips… it just makes for a really unpleasant experience, as I’m sure you can imagine. I’m not even sure if there would have been any chemistry anyway. It was just… ewwww.
I was terribly disappointed. Just as I’m not sure how it started, I’m not sure how the kissing ended either—which one of us finally broke away and stopped pretending like there was magic in this utterly unmagical situation. I remember that I had early play practice, and so I ran out the door, leaving most of my possessions—and Adam—behind.
Which meant that I had to go back.
I realized as I was heading back to Tara and Adam’s that I was going to be interrogated by the girls, who were all going to wonder what was up with me and Adam. He hadn’t exactly been sneaky, as you recall. I contemplated what to tell them— perhaps that nothing happened, perhaps that we’d accidentally kissed and it would never happen again, perhaps… well… certainly NOT the truth.
Plus, I wasn’t quite sure what Adam was thinking in all of this. Would he be calling me? Did he have as awful of a kissing experience as I? Did he think that this meant that we were an item? Yikes…
When I got back to Tara’s, Adam wasn’t there, but all the girls were. “So, we heard you made out with Adam!” Aha. They had already been informed. There was much squealing and giggling, though none from me. I hadn’t expected him to tell them all, and since I wasn’t sure what to make of it (besides the obvious unpleasantness) I fumbled a bit, and acknowledged that yes, there had been some kissing.
Then Monica blurts out, “he said it was AWFUL.” She announced it as though it were the best news ever, and I died laughing and acknowledged that yes, it was AWFUL. Hahaha. It was a bit embarrassing that he’d felt the same way, I confess. I’d rather hoped that he could spend a few years pining for me, the way I’d pined for him all those years. Oh well. It had been a fun run, and now it was over, which was, truly, just fine with me.
The next time I saw Adam was when my brother J was in town, several months later. J and Adam had been best friends once upon a time, so it was natural that they’d be hanging out. I knew I’d run into him at some point, and I wasn’t sure how either of us would react. But one night we all ended up at the same barbecue in the canyons that I attended with J. I saw him as soon as I got out of the car. He came towards us, with a smile on his face that made me smile and he reached to give me a hug. I hugged him back and without speaking we both started laughing—washing all the anxiety, awkwardness, flirtatiousness, past weirdness away. He kept his arm around me, and I swung my arm around him and my other arm around J on the other side of me and the three of us joined the party.
And we’ve been friends ever since.
Er ……I may need a translation for that? Maybe I should just pop along and take a peek instead?
Cheers
Ewwwwwww. (At least it was mutual.)
It always slays me when people start making out first thing in the morning in the movies. It distracts me so much that I fall out of the story each and every time. What are these writers/directors thinking?
Great story with an even better ending!
Yeah, morning breath (especially after garlic dinner), ratty hair, and mascarless lashes–what an awful combination for romance.
Aw, great ending.
Yay, I love the ending! I’m so glad you ended up friends!
I liked that ending, though I have to admit I totally wasn’t expecting it.
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Awwww I am so glad you wound up being friends in the end. Sometimes morning breath can ruin that..lol.
Great story…thanks for sharing.
I’m such a cheater because I saved all the last three weeks to read at once.
LOVE the ending. Haha, I’ve been there before where you were all excited about what was going to happen that night and then suddenly, you’re waking up and it’s dawn and you think “CRAP! How did I fall alseep?! What did I miss?!?!?!?!”
At least you were both on common ground, right?
Great story, Brill. I miss you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (notice the plethora of exclamations?!)
Oh my goodness… hysterical! I can’t wait to see what you come up with for The Writing Game, too. This was just a BRILLIANT story, Brillig! Wonderful.
Great ending! You are full of surprises gal! Morning-breath –YUK!!
Yeah! Nice to know it was a mutually yucky kiss….
Ack! At least it was mutual - can you imagine if he’d had a fireworks moment?? bleah!
Too bad there weren’t Listerine breath strips in those days…disappointing to say the least and what was he thinking?? Glad you laughed it off and stayed friends.
I love that story! The ending is so wonderful and it just slays me that the awfulness was mutual. Great SOS!
I feel both warm and fuzzy.
Hehe. That was an exceptional ending to a most deliciously soapy tale!
Way to pucker Brilly-button!
Oh come on! When do stories with the title: 5 O’Clock in the Morning is Never a Good Time For a First Kiss - have a happy ending? I was expecting some sort of icky “moment-like-this” reaction from him. I can’t tell you how relieved I am that you didn’t break away to see him smiling dreamily. **shudder**
Oh man, that really would be so gross. I’m kind of freaking myself out here… :-}
Hee hee. Brill that was hilarious. And I am so with Luisa on the morning breath and films thing. Bleurghhhhh. Nasty.
All’s well, that ends well! Even when morning breath is involved!
Well uh you know how I feel about any hanky panky first thing in the morning
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