The morning after

You awaken early the next morning. Glancing at your digital alarm clock as you struggle to rise out of your surprisingly heavy bedding. The neon green glow it casts is the only thing that illuminates the room. As you rub your bleary eyes, and confirm that you did indeed wake up at 5:30 A.M; you think back to last night's antics with a smile. Just thinking about it fills you with enough energy that you practically spring out of bed.

"This is amazing!" you say to yourself as you swiftly walk into your bathroom. As you flick the light switch, you note that your smile hasn't dimmed yet. The thought of having Taylor Hess want you as her boyfriend makes you want to jump with joy. You settle with just brushing your teeth with more **** then necessary. You finish up, and quickly hop in the shower, wanting nothing more but for time itself to fast forward to the part where you see her again.

"Josie's on a vacation far away, come around and talk it ove-"

"Come on John!" It seems that your dad doesn't exactly appreciate your singing voice, or Outfield; if the pounding on your door is any indication.

"Sorry dad!" You yell as you rinse your shampoo(Which is coconut shampoo, and you rarely use.) out of your hair. Within a few minutes you step out of the shower, and into a towel as you set about getting ready for the day. Soon enough you're dressed, and clambering downstairs for an early breakfast. You're slightly surprised to find your father in the kitchen. He's seated with his back is turned to you, as he looks out of the sliding glass door into the backyard patio. "His hair is a little grayer then I remember." You realize as you get to the foot of the stair. He's already dressed for work by the looks of things. The nondescript green overalls he wears look good on him. Though you would never tell him that.

"You're up early son." He says as he turns towards you in his chair revealing his mug (Best husband in the world were the words it had engraved on it.) of steaming hot coffee in his hands. "I don't usually see you in the mornings."

"Why I just felt like seeing my ole dad off before he left for work." You say as you pass him by busying yourself with making your own cup of coffee.

"And what great deed have I done to be blessed with such a diligent son?" He chuckles as you hear the rustle of paper behind you. Sure enough as you glance behind you, he's reading the newspaper.

"Well I don't know a better garbage man, or another garbage man actually." You say with a smile. Then again he never talks about his friends at work, or if he has friends at work. You've never really asked about it. Picking up your now filled cup of Joe you walk to the kitchen table, and sit facing him.

"I see you guys won last night's competition." He says as his eyes flit from the newspaper to you.

"Well I'm not a big fan of the Nottingham Tigers." You say with a roll of your eyes."But they have been practicing hard."

"How's the cheer thing going by the way." He says as he takes another sip of his coffee. "I've noticed you haven't really had time to yourself ever since becoming manager."

"Hmm how to answer that one." you wonder as you drink your coffee. "Fine I guess. I might have a girlfriend." You knew immediately that was the wrong thing to say as your father nearly has a coronary laughing.

"I thought you were gay!" He finally manages to eke out between his laughing fits. You note that he's spilled some coffee on the newspaper, and you kinda hope he spills some on himself.

"So who's the lucky girl?" He asks ignoring your glare. You just get up and go about making yourself a sandwich.

"Oh, come on. you gotta tell me now." He says wiping what you think might be an actual tear from his eye. You curse him in your thoughts.

"Well you're very heterosexual son might just be dating the Head Cheerleader." You state with pride as you whirl around back to the table with your newly completed sandwich. "How's that for ya?" You say with more than a little spite. He just ends up laughing again though you think it's good naturedly this time.

In the end it's time for him to head off to work, and you end up waving him goodbye as you close the front door behind him. It's only a good thirty minutes later when your phone lights up with a text.

"Come outside."