After this I'm gonna work on finishing up "Open". I'm sure you're all stoked for the finale and all seeing as how JOE KNOWS! Joseph always knows. Haha. Enjoy this chapter though. It's kind of a filler, but completely necessary.
CHAPTER THREE;
The Date...Or not?
So here I was. Riding the nine o'clock metro with a girl I'd watched from afar for so long. The subway wasn't as packed as I'd thought it to be. Only a few adults who'd probably taken night jobs off on Atlantic City. I wasn't sure where I was heading. I was just following this girl. Lily. There were a thouand places she could be leading me. Her house, her favorite hangout, her secret lair. I laughed at my own thoughs. This green-eyed beauty wasn't your everyday superhero, unless -in this case- the damsel in distress was the serenity of the world. The cable car rumbled to a stop, and she began walking without a word, turning around to make sure I was following. I kept pace with her, knowing my clumsy-footed nature didn't look nearly as well as her signature gliding.
"If you don't mind me asking," I chimed in curously, "Where are we going?" She bit the inside of her cheek. Obviously she hadn't given it much thought. She laughed nervously, and then glanced up at me. "Do you drink coffee?"
Starbucks! That's were we ended up. Starbuck's at 9:30. Was she trying to keep me up all night wired on caffeine? I sipped my White Chocolate Mocha, burning my tongue with the hot liquid. She giggled at my discontented expression. "You alright?" She asked, mildly concerned for the well being of my taste buds. "I'm fine. Are you alright?" I countered, prying for te reason she'd looked so upset in the park earlier. She sighed, aware of what I was getting at here. "Jeremy and I don't see eye to eye. He's very..." She searched her mind for the right word "Agressive. And apparently I'm not. He doesn't understand things. He's--" She cut herself off, keeping herself from venting to a stranger. "It's alright." I assured her. "We'll keep everything on a need to know basis." She smiled thoughtfully and slurped her Frappacino. I felt idiotic drinking this sophisticated coffee. I had only ordered it to impress her. She was probably into those drink-my-coffee-black-or-nothing-at-all types of guys.
"So, shouldn't you be on some kind of tour or something?" She questioned, quickly changing the subject. I shok my head, "No. My brothers and I are working on stuff in the sudio right now. Trying to get the inventive juices flowing." I was suprised by how many words I'd used in the last couple of minutes, and how Lily's seemingly inviting behavior prompted my boldness. "Really? Any luck with that?" The questions just kept flowing, but I answered greatfully. She was obviously trying to keep conversation. "Eh. I've had writer's block lately, but I think eventually, when I find out what's blocking my mind, I'll pull a good song out of it." Again, overly wordy. "Hm. I see." She said scutiniznig me, "When I feel uneasy I sit in my mother's zen garden. She bought all these exotic plants and relects from the Japanese countryside. It's quiet relaxing." I surpressed chuckles. What a hippie! But a cute one. "Maybe I should take a trip to Japan then." I joked. "Well, if you promise not to infect my sanctuary with you celebrity germs, maybe I could let you borrow it sometime."
I smiled. She was truly something else. Offering up her urban oasis so quickly? How kind-hearted. "How's tomorrow?" She frowned a little. "I have work, I'm a--"
"Pre-school asistant."
She looked horrified at my knowledge. I'd probably creeped her out. I wanted to kick myself in the head for blurting out that information. I quickly felt the need to explain, "I have a friend in banking. I was curious." Her expression eased and she bursted into a fit of snickers. "You pulled my credit information?" My cheeks flushed from my obvious mortification, but then her howling winded down. "Well, Bellview is the name of the school. Maybe you can visit me me on my lunch break."
Would I pass up that opportunity?
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