Russel Powell :)

     I don't think I can emphasize enough how crazy this boy makes me. So much happened in the last two days. Let me explain:
     WELL, today's Sunday, so around 6:00 p.m. yesterday, I went to a sleep over thing at the church where I always go to youth group. Near the beginning, Russel and I continued our "21 Questions" game that we've got going on FB since maybe a week ago. We talked about all sorts of things for an hour and a half straight, like if I thought his jaw/neck/collar bone combination was attractive(I answered "yes" of course.), or how I think I look 10x better without clothes(I just don't like the way clothes look on me.). Later in the night when everyone was getting tired, Russel, Kristina, and Brett all ended up in the small prayer room talking about stuff. I got super tired of not knowing what to do while everyone else was in groups doing their own thing, so I came in the room with the three. I was easily invited in, but I felt kind of lame just sitting there while they were enjoying their time together. That soon changed when the conversation turned to "Truth or Dare" with a water bottle to spin. At first I did a few truths, but then I think I just decided to be dangerous and let them decide my fate with a dozen dares in a row. I definitely know which dare was my favorite: "I dare you to kiss Russel's neck!". I took my time"deciding" while he kept saying, "Come on. Come on. Do it. :)". Then I said, "Okay." with a smirk. I stood up, leaned over him, and  kissed his neck. I backed away, and watch him sit there for ten seconds in his own little world with a huge grin on his face. "Whats that look for?" I asked. "I don't-I don't know. Just the way you did it." he said, still smiling. I was thinking *Yeah, that's right. You enjoy it. :)* (I told Lexi about it, but Russel came sneaking around the corner and heard everything. I think.). So we kept up the "Truth or Dare" for a while longer until everyone thought they had to come in and ruin it. As soon as they came in, everything just sucked. None of us from the original group wanted to play the game with everyone in the room. Also, Travis brought his friend named, "Ed" or something, and when everyone came in, he kept making fun of Brett completely unnecessarily. He was like, "Wtf? He looks like he's in second grade. HAHAHAH. Look at him! He's so small! HAHAHA!". No, shut the fuck up. He gets enough shit about that all the time. I tried to tell him to shut his mouth, but he was such a douche. Anyways, throughout the whole night, Russel wanted stay with me, and made a point of it when he told me to not let people make him play football(everyone kept bugging him to play. He loves it, but he must have thought that I was more worth his time.). There was one moment I remember when we were in the prayer room alone(people dispersed, I guess)where he said, "Come here... come on." and I think I knew what it was. Maybe an invitation for a kiss? I would have if only I hadn't been drinking this stupid Mio water stuff that made my mouth dry. I died a little bit inside. There was my chance. Alone and undisturbed....  nope. chance gone because of some stupid water. Later, somewhere in the early morning(4:15), we were still in the prayer room with Travis, Brett, Kristina, Tiffany, Matt? Alexis? John? I can't remember. That sounds like more than there really were, but anyways, we were in the prayer room when Russel decided to sit on my lap. I lied my head on the back of his shoulder and closed my eyes. I wasn't nervous, but my heart started to beat a little harder. He said, "I can feel your heart beat. :)" It reminded me of the song "Heartbeat" by Enrique and Nicole. I don't know what I should take from that, or if I should take anything from it at all. Well, about 10 minutes later, he told me to switch him places, so I did, and you wanna know what...? He did exactly what I told him about. He didn't treat me like I was a fragile piece of glass. He held me firmly, but gentle at the same time.
     So, from then on, until he left 2 minutes before me, every time we'd sit down or something, it would be more like a cuddle rather than just sitting there. Even his goodbye hug, despite my loads of luggage, was great, just the way he wrapped his hands around my waist. Now there's the closure I needed...