Ask Me Chapter Four~ A Holiday Astrid~ I lay in bed looking at Kaylah. She was two but could still fit into her cot, when Tula tried to take her out and put her in a bed, she wouldn't stop screaming for me. All that had changed since she was a baby is I had to put a pillow in and leave the cot side down. I looked in, her dark, brown hair in almost black ringlets down to her shoulders. Her hazel eyes shut and black lashes locking them until morning comes. She had interrupted a perfect moment. I knew what I wanted to do. I knew what I was going to do. I had only known him for one day though. It would have been wrong. Or would it have been. Im fifteen... I can do what I want. Its not like Im ten. I can fall for who I want, when I want. Its my #life. I let myself drift off to sleep. I woke up. Saturday. It was six o'clock. And I knew what I needed: a holiday. For my birthday last month Tula had gave me two one way tickets to Florida so I could stay in our mansion. Dan must be at least eighteen (I had been moved up three years to collage) I could probably get away with going with him if he was. I grabbed my suitcase and started packing practically all my clothes. Dan said yesterday he would be back over at twelve today yesterday when I asked. I had plenty of time. "Mummy?" Kaylah's beautiful voice rung with suspicion. "Yeah, baby girl?" I said calmly. "What are you doing?" "Well, I might be going on holiday. See, mummy just needs a holiday. " my voice sodden with guilt. "I come with!" she screamed excitedly. "Baby girl..." I picked her up as she toddled over to me and cradled her in my arms, "I have to go with one of my friends. But I promise Ill be back soon..." I said. Tears welled up in her eyes. "NOO!" she whined. "MUMMY STAY OR TAKE ME! MUMMY STAY OR TAKE ME!" She was wailing now, begging me to stay. "Babe. You have to be... Shhh! You have to look after Tula and T and Ace. Ok?" She snivelled and nodded. "Hi, As. Ty... Ty, your not an ass... Sorry... Butter-milk Pancakes?" rambled Tula. "Sure, Tula Lula." she walked over to the stove and poured the batter into the frying pan. On another hob she put a pot and tipped in a heap of sugar, blueberries, blackberries, raspberries and cranberries. She was making fruit syrup-the only syrup, other than maple, I liked. "Tula, can I ask you something?" "You just did; sure." "Can I go on holiday?" "We're going on one in the summer holidays silly!" Tula didn't get it. "I mean now... To Florida... With my friend..." I hung my head ready to be laughed at. "Well your one way tickets expire this month... And your friend would be about eighteen... I know its that boy... Im not sure I want you two alone..." she argued it out with herself. "If his parents say yes I guess you can... Sure... Fine... Just don't come back without your virginity!" "Tula-" I was interrupted by a knock at the door. I rushed to it, escaping from our awkward conversation. "Hi Ast!" Dan smiled. He had came in a jeep, it was parked behind him messily. He was eighteen, he had a drivers licence. "Dan come in. Tula's making butter-milk pancakes." I replied. "Hey, kiddos!" I shouted up the stairs,"Tula's making butter-milk pancakes... Run!" I directed the last word at Dan. The kids ran down the stairs like wild bison. As we all sat at the table Tula handed out the pancakes and put the syrup in five gravy boats on our plates. As we sat eating Tula stared at me, expectantly. I rolled my eyes, "Dan, I know its sudden and without notice but would you maybe, well, like to come to Florida with me? Just me?" I asked carrying on with my pancakes, unlike the kids who dropped their forks in worry and dismay. "Sure. I have a duffle bag with my clothes and money in my jeep for emergencies. And my dad wouldn't care as long as I texted him... How long?" Now Tula had dropped her fork. "As long as we want." I shrugged. "K." he pulled out his mobile and texted his dad. "Im eighteen, he cant stop me. " I smiled cockily at Tula. We sat on my bed in first class. I was half asleep snuggled up to my chest. "Laying like that you almost look fifteen. " I raises my head, " I am, I was moved up three years..." and everything faded to black as I drifted off. "Ast! Wake up ba... Wake up!" Dan shook me lightly. Lifting me up and carrying me off of the plane. The warm Florida breeze waking me up and making me smile. We collected our luggage and hired a car: a black Aldi A6. We rolled down the windows and listened to the radio. It was twelve o'clock midnight in Florida. The perfect night to be on a beach... My mansion had a private beach, a outdoor swimming pool and thirty surrounding acres of land. As we pulled up Dan pulled on the break as soon as he could and got out of the car. He was dazzled by the beauty. So was I. I had only ever been here twice in my #life, with my dad three weeks before the accident and with Tula when she took me in. Now it was like I was seeing it for the first time. In HD. All I remembered of it before was blurred snapshots. Now it was like putting on glasses. I took Dans hand in mine and with my free arm pulled out the key. "You ready?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of it. To scared it would vanish. He just squeezed my hand. I put the key in the lock and twisted it. I pushed down on the handle. Opening the door a gust of cold air surrounded me. I smiled and dragged Dan in. I lead him into every room and collapsed onto the bed in the main bedroom. He went into the wardrobe room and unpacked our things while I went to the bathroom and had a shower. Dan, thankfully threw in a towel. As soon as he did I wrapped myself up in it and walked into the wardrobe room. Drying and pulling on a pyjama top and some pants, I walked into the bedroom. I had tried to look sexy and apparently it had worked, when Dan saw me his eyes widened and I felt his eyes wander my body. Ild say I was average. Average boobs, all the right curves, legs: not thin but didn't look to bad. I felt embarrassed the second I walked in and regreted putting them on but he stopped, seeing the blood rushing to my cheeks making a blush. "Err... What room shall I sleep in?" he said, struggling to keep his eyes on my face. My confidence grew again. "You can stay here... What? Its not like you'll do anything to me. " I was trying to turn the spark into a fire like it had last night. "No! No, I wont. He was in his underwear. Ready for bed. I walked over to the bed and crawled under the covers. He hesitated but crawled in with me. We were a foot apart. I shuffled over to him. He was laying on his side facing me so I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. Be slowly leaned in and this time I met him in the middle. No Kaylah to interrupt is. I pressed my lips against his and again, it was like we were made to match, our lips fitting together like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. He pulled me closer, pulling me up towards him by my waist. He pressed his tongue against my lips asking permission for entry. I parted my lips slightly granting it. He tasted of popcorn as his tongue explored my mouth. I let my tongue snake its way into his mouth and searched his, marking off newly land of uncharted territory on my map. It was perfect. Slowly I pulled away, smiling into his eyes and laying one more kiss on his lips, before burying my head into his chest and letting Daniels scent carry me into sweet dreams...