I woke up to the smell of bacon. I jumped out of bed, and got dressed in white skinny jeans, and a lime green shirt with Spongebob on it. I brushed my hair, and put on mascara and lip gloss. I walked out of his room, and into the kitchen. He was cooking, and I saw bacon and eggs, the classic breakfast I loved.<br/>"Morning," I told him. I sat at the table and just watched him cook silently. His movements were so swift, and graceful. I looked down at my hands, then back at him. He was flipping bacon. "Do you guys have orange juice?" I asked him. He was busy cooking, so I waited.