21 Days

So, both yesterday and today have not gone as I had planned; they've been worse, almost significantly.

Father's day went well, aside from getting hit on by an 11 year old with a criminal record. After spending time with family, Kelly and I were picked up by Colton to stay the night at his house. It was fine... at first. Dinner was delicious and I wasn't grilled by Colton's parents as I had expected. The problem was the animals, three cats and a dog who all seem to love the person who is the most allergic to them. By midnight the entire right side of my face was swollen: my right eye was almost completely swollen shut; my right nostril closed as if I stuck glue up it; my bottom lip on the right side was slowly swelling up. Colton brought me some Benadryl and that fixed the swelling. I fell asleep on the downstairs couch as they watched anime on Netflix.

I woke up at five in the morning with a vicious asthma attack. Not only was the dog sleeping on me, but she was slowly pushing me off of the couch. I tried my hardest to regulate my breathing and clear the blockade in my lungs, but I couldn't. I reluctantly picked up my phone to text Kelly and ask him to bring down my inhaler when I saw that there was a text from him saying that I should text him or Colton if I needed anything. Kelly just so happened to be awake at 5:23 this morning and brought it down to me.
Kelly came downstairs and woke me up at 10:30. We all took showers and then decided to walk and get doughnuts for breakfast but not before Colton flicked a nickel into my cheekbone. That shit hurts. I instantly and uncontrollably teared up. Kelly looked almost embarrassed when he saw the first tear flee from my eye. I hid the small and slightly pathetic stream of tears and stopped them as quickly as I could. This whole charade was the lowest point of my day.

Then 3:30 rolled around and it was time for Kelly and I to go our separate ways for the day... but not for the evening as we had originally planned... Kelly informed me when I woke up that he had decided not to stay for all if Zack's birthday, but to go only for a few hours; this completely butchered the musical night I had planned with Lane, as I had learned last week that Kelly isn't fond of me keeping my plans when his change and he becomes available. So... I canceled the musical night and spent around three hours with Lane while Kelly was at Zack's birthday.
Lane and I went to the mall as we had planned after Colton dropped me off at Kelly's elementary school. We had our mission: lie to the employees at Claire's and get my ear cartilage pierced. He had openly plotted on Saturday at the graduation/June birthday party and Kelly swore up and down that we would never be able to pull it off. Here's a couple facts: 1) I've taken 4.5 years of acting classes 2) Lane is going to school on a $50,000 acting scholarship. Kelly had us feeling as if we were going to fail, but the drive to prove him wrong was almost overwhelming. We went to the first of what we expected to be several Claire's. When I was asked to show my ID, she handed it back without a word. She did soon realize that she <I>didn't</I> check my age. That's when Lane jumped in, explaining that I am only 17 and that he is my half-brother who soon became my legal guardian after our parents died in a car accident. She seemed skeptical, asked for his ID and said that if it was indeed a lie, we'd be in HUGE trouble. He filled out and signed all the paperwork necessary and she pierced my ear. WE PULLED IT OFF IN ONE TRY! We were both SO  pleased with ourselves. It was thee highlight of my day. Afterwards, we celebrated with a high five and a cherry Icee. We continued around the mall, went to Pet Smart to get kitty litter for his aunt, got ice cream from the Sunnyland Ice Cream Shack, and then met up with Kelly at exactly 7:00 where we said our goodbyes for the day.

I wish the day had gone as I had planned. If it had, I would currently be knee deep in musicals with Lane. I know that I could have insisted on keeping those plans, but Kelly only has twenty-one days left and a huge part of me knows that spending all the time with him that I can is more important than a musical night.