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"—but now isn't the time. Not
only for all the reasons I said before, but we have to be up early.
I'm not going to have you falling asleep at the wheel and wrecking
your new car."
    I let out a dejected sigh. He was right, of
course, no matter how much my spinning head was telling me that I
wanted to give all of myself to him, doing it in my mom's guest bed
when I had to be up in a few hours was probably not worth it. No
matter how much I wanted to.

Chapter 4
     
    Morning came way too early and the top
spinning in my head turned into a pounding drum of a headache that
was only made worse by the sunlight streaming in from my open
bedroom window.
    "Alex, you're awake and still here!" Elijah
threw open the door and jumped on the bed. It took everything I had
to hold back the bile in my mouth.
    "Shhh, sissy is hungover," I whispered,
holding my hand over my eyes to shield it from the sunlight.
    "How do you plan on surviving at college if
you can't handle a few glasses of champagne?" an all-too-cheery
voice said.
    I removed my hand from my eyes and looked
over to see my mom standing in the door way with two steaming
mugs.
    "Coffee cures all," I murmured and reached my
arm out for the mug before slowly sitting up.
    Mom handed me the mug in her left hand. "Ace
is already up and helping Brian take down the tent in the backyard
from your party."
    "Awesome." Aliens probably never got drunk or
hungover. Lucky.
    "Which means that you should probably get up
and head for the shower. No reason for him to see you this
disheveled."
    I nodded, slowly getting up from the bed. I
didn't want to tell her that Ace had seen me a lot worse from
waking up in the middle of the night with bad dreams or broken ribs
from evil Caltians attacks, and he still loved me no matter what I
did or what I looked like in the morning.
    "I'll jump in the shower now." I took a big
chug of coffee and sat it down on my nightstand. "It will be my
last time showering in something that isn't a communal shower, so
I'm going to enjoy it."
     
***
     
    "Alright, kiddo, it looks like that is the
last of your things. You should be all prepared for summer
semester." Brian slammed the trunk closed of the SUV. Ace winced,
examining the back to make sure there weren't any scratches.
    "Oh, please, Ace, the car is going to have
something bad happen to it sooner or later. It is mine after all."
I rolled my eyes.
    "Yes, but I'd rather have it be much later. I
don't want to be riding around in another vehicle like your Pox
again."
    I stuck my tongue out. Not the most mature
response, but it was the only comeback I could come up with.
    "I can't believe that you two plan on driving
all the way to Arizona." Mom shook her head. I couldn't tell if she
was on the brink of tears from me leaving or just trying to contain
her beliefs that she thought Ace and I were just driving together
so we could have sex. Little did she know that definitely hadn't
happened yet, and the way things were going, it probably wouldn't
for a long time.
    "It won't be too bad. We will stop when we
get tired, and this way we can get all my stuff moved without
having to ship it." I forced a smile, adjusting my ponytail.
    I could have started school in the fall with
the rest of the freshman class, but since Northern Arizona offered
a summer semester, I couldn't resist knocking out some of my gen
eds early, and of course getting to spend even more time with Ace.
The only problem was, we had to leave the next day after my
graduation if we wanted to make in time for classes to start the
following Monday.
    "Alright, I guess you have a point. You were
always the smart one." She looked up at me, the tears welling in
her eyes behind her thick glasses. She might have been petite and
blond, but the only part of my mom's features that I was graced
with was her horrible eye sight.
    Seeing her tears made me tear up as well. I'd
lived with my mom for so long, and we had been through so much
together: my parents divorcing, moving from