Adam rolled his eyes at his friends who were standing at the top of the stairs gazing through the misty glass at the girls playing badminton in the sports hall. “Adam you’re missing out mate!” they called to him and he laughed shaking his head. They’re such typical lads he thought. Adam was determined to be different. Many a time they’d confronted him about being gay with a wicked sparkle in their eye. Adam knew he wasn’t gay, just shy when it came to girls sometimes. He was a well-groomed 16-year-old with wavy blonde hair, hazel eyes and a cheeky grin. Talking to the majority of girls in itself was awkward let alone staring at them through windows and commentating on their cleavage size! Women often daunted him slightly and he still didn’t fully understand them. His Mum has died when he was just 3 years old, he barely remembered her. Had he had a mother from a young age, things might have been different.
From the age of 11 Adam attended a mixed boarding school. It was a very respectable one, but he missed his Dad John terribly. John was often away on business and was also a shy academic man with salt and pepper hair and black rimmed glasses, which were very suited to his chiseled face. Adam’s step mother Gloria, was quite a character. She was a tall woman whose life evolved around personal appearance especially given the fact that she was a beautician. She spent a small fortune on her image and had waist length blonde hair extensions and perfectly manicured long fingernails. She had even gone to the extreme of buying her own sunbed which she basked on for at least 10 minutes every day. She wasn’t at all unpleasant but sometimes others found her quite brash. For instance when she told Adam’s dad that he needed to lose weight during a dinner party one night. All was going so well until her little outburst, it really dampened the mood. Adam had hastily made the decision to change the conversational topic.
Underneath it all, Adam knew she had a kind heart. He laughed to himself remembering the first time that they had taken her on an overnight caravaning adventure. She did try. He recalled the breakfast that she’d attempted to make them on their venture : charcoal burnt sausages with frazzled baked beans. How Adam wanted to go on another camping trip with the pair of them, they’d had such a laugh. It was worth a try. His 17th birthday was looming and he decided to try his luck, bringing the conversation up over dinner which to his relief, his dad was cooking. A delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen. Adam paced into the room quietly, creeping up behind John who laughed. He knew his plan too well.“Ha! Adam don’t even bother trying to scare me!” Adam chuckled. “Aww my plan failed! What’s for dinner Dad?” John hesitated “Coq-au-vin” Adam grinned “sounds awesome!” John continued “It’ll be ready in 5. Can you go and tell Gloria please? I think she’s upstairs” Adam nodded and went off to find her. She was upstairs carefully painting her newly pedicured toenails. Adam knocked politely, Gloria stopped what she was doing and gazed up. She smiled at him.
“Hey dinner will be ready in a minute” he stated. Gloria nodded. “Okay I’ll be down in a min” It was not long until Adam landed them with his camping idea. “Well I really love the idea!” his Dad beamed. “We haven’t been camping for 2 years it’s long overdue.” Gloria seemed to gulp slightly. Both of them guessed that she’d never been camping before. They planned to grab their perfect chance to enlighten her on the subject of the great outdoors.
Part 2 coming soon…