Creeper Status

It's that time again. Story Time.

So this story is very...awkward to say the least. I rarely remember all the specific events since I was super tired when this all went down and I think I might have blacked out for a few minutes (not from intoxication since I don't do that, but from merely being too tired to function.)

Let me describe the main characters.

Keston: A boy I just met who had a girlfriend and we decided we were a great match to be partners in crime.
Stewey(fake name since I forgot his name): and 18year old I met a few weeks prior in the Hall of Flags at UVU who apparently wants me to be his wife. We hung out 1 time prior, but I honestly had the impression he was sane until this very date.

Picture this.

October 23rd 2009. It is late. Real late. I had recently met a boy, just a friend, and he was super rad (I use "was" since this is in the past...he is still rad to this day.) His name is Keston Wing. Hit him up on all the social medias. ANYWAYS. He had a brilliant idea to stay up all night hanging out and then celebrate my birthday all day! At the time this sounded like an AMAZING idea since I was turning 21. So we were in my room for like 12 hours or so just doing whatever seemed fun (all rated G of course.) It was getting early...like 5-6 am early and we were drifting. He was laying awkwardly on my twin bed just chit chatting away when I blacked out. No this is not no creepy story where something bad happens to me so just keep reading.

Okay so its pretty light in my room and I am blacked out (I am not sure what state Keston is in since I have never asked). All the sudden I peek open an eye barely and I see something awkward coming into my room and then

BANG!!

a loud bang sound went off in my room and woke me up from my blacked out state! And in walked a boy named...I can't remember...but lets call him Stewey. So stewey walks in screaming HAPPY BIRTHDAY after he popped a balloon I think... and was all excited when his face turned to a sadden expression when he noticed a rather good looking kid sitting next to me on the bed.

Keston, being the gem that he is, realized he had no idea what the relationship was with me and Stewey so to save me he decided that he needed to make it look like he was my gay best friend or something like that.

Well, Stewey had planned to take me to breakfast bright and early. And let me tell you that is the #1 thing I want to do on my birthday....So, he comes in looks at us all awkward not knowing what to do and says he is gonna take me to breakfast. Here is how the conversation went.

Stewey: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! uhhh... (looks at us awkwardly) I am here to take you to breakfast!!
Jerilyn: It is WAYYY TOO early! I wanna sleep!! Lets do lunch.
Keston: Breakfast?!? Jerilyn loves Breakfast!!
Stewey: Time to go.

Keston begins to help Stewey pick me up....and drag me to the car. I am complaining the whole time.

Jerilyn: NO NO! DONT DO IT I HATE BREAKFAST I WONT EAT!

Now, I am in the car buckled and everything thanks to my good friend Keston. Keston walked back inside, waved goodbye all happily like he had just done a good deed and shut the door leaving me with creeper. We pull out of the driveway and lets just say I am acting like a huge Brat. I tell him I am not hungry, I hate breakfast, I just want to sleep...etc.

He flips around real fast after a few seconds down the road (we literally just went around the corner) and he zooms back to my house. I jump out of the car as fast as I could....I get to the door and he opens it for me before I can do it for myself. He barges into my house and says "Fine. We will wait til you wake up to go." Then he plops himself onto our love sac.

Now, I go look in my room and OF COURSE Keston is having a cat nap on my bed. This whole time my friends Courtney and Sydney are laying in their beds listening in on the excitement with their door open. My only option was to go lay with them since there is no way I am going to sleep on my bed with the traitor Keston. I jump on their bed and I said a few curse words (probably not since thats not my thing but it sound appropriate for the story.) I grab Courtney's snuggie and I cover myself up. I am officially in hiding. Our door is open and every 15-20 minutes one of the girls crawls to the door and looks out at Stewey who had not moved. He sat with his arms crossed staring down the hallway for about 2 hours (almost.)

WHAT A CREEP RIGHT?

Finally we hear him move. Us girls had been just chatting about this weird event that was happening...but once we heard him move we got quiet. Me, still in the snuggie I started to breathe super hard..since my head was covered I almost passed out....

Now, I am grateful Sydney was able to peek with one eye and watched Stewey creepy crawl into the room like a bandit....nudge on my leg...which I responded with a "I am a sleep please dont nudge me I am not sure what is going on" moan.

Jerilyn: HUHH..  (that is the besst way I can type a grunt.)
Stewey: I think I am just gonna go home.
Jerilyn: (in a whisper witha  groggy voice since I am still sleeping) okay.

And he leaves.

Did this honestly happen to me?? YES. Did he call me later and invite me to family dinner which I gracefully decline? YES.

My life needs to be in a book somewhere.