Chapter 3

"Who's there" I asked while walking out of the darkness of the stair case.

Oh it's Dave, I almost got scared if not that I didn't get scared.

"Hi...Dave" I said smiling at him while picking up a strand of my hair and placing it behind my ear.

"Hello" he said

"How long have you been standing here.

"Long enough to see you dance" he said taking my hand.

"See me dance" I was confused, when was I dancing. I wondered to my self, like when.

Then I saw him laugh and realized he was only joking with me.

We walked out of the stair case both laughing.

"So tell me were did you get your inspiration from" Dave was asking a question I didn't want to answer

"What inspiration" I tried not to confuse yourself.

"Your love for music of course" he said starring at me.

I just remembered my dad, it's quite painful but.....

"My dad, he taught me a lot of songs" I replied blinking my eyes trying to avoid any eye contract or as well as let a tear drop off my eyes.

"Oh, hmmm, so you love music because if your dad"

"That's interesting" he said lifting up his arm to open the door that led out of the school.

He was really interested in my singing lifestyle, that was new. I also wanted to know more about him.

Dave is so calm, nice and loving but I didn't want to trust any one.

I could remember the very first guy that asked me out, he was such a jerk, I was just fifteen and things weren't working well within us, he thought he could just boss me around like a pile a nothing, some boys weren't to be trusted.

But I was so young for a relationship, so I kept it all a secret.

With this, I was all the single ladies, now I'm single not searching.

"So I would like to meet your dad one day" Dave said.

"Well, that's not possible" I replied being serious and trying not to get emotional.

"He's dead" I replied in a plain way trying not to get him puzzled any more.

"I'm so sorry for the loss"....." Or for reminding you about the painful moment " he added.

"But I would like to know how.....That's if you don't mind telling me" Dave was asking.

"How what" I was asking like I didn't know what he was going to say.

"How you lost him" he said.

"You know I really don't want to talk about it" I snapped angrily.

For a while now, there was a lot of silence amongst us, I might have shouted a little a little too much.

"I'm sorry" we both said at the said time.

Ok now I was laughing very hard, we both wanted to say the same thing and at the same time, and we did, not very long after, he had joined me and we both started laughing.

"So what do you love doing" I asked him quite and some how excited.

"I really love playing football and I love my ball" he replied.

And that seemed to be true I always see him with his ball, and even right now.

"Tell me a little bit about your self" I said.

Blah, blah, blah and blah. The only thing I could grab was thathe was the only child, he was raised in New York and his parents were rich....of course I already knew that why else would girls fall for him except for the fact that he was handsome.

He had much more liberty and freedom more than I like rich people would always protect their children and keep them indoors like prisoner but his parents were different. That's nice I said smiling at him

I bet his parents..... I could not even finish my statement in thoughts when something dropped on me, like a liquid. I looked up and realized it's the rain. It was falling by drops until the motion suddenly increased.

We were drenched and running under the rain looking for a shade.

We ran a little more and then we say the covering in front of a little kiosk and stood there.

"It looks like fortune has cursed me today" I thought

"Now, we've found a little shade, we could rest for a little while for the rain to calm" he said starring at me.

"No problem" I replied.

I beginning to feel cold as a cikd shiver went down my spine, I placed my hand around my shoulder rubbing it from shoulder to elbow, trying for friction to warm me. I was also beginning to regret why I wore this sleeveless top.

"Here, take this, you look cold" I turned to see Dave offering me his black designers jacket.

I quickly wore it on my shoulders giving me a little comfort, but I could still feel the cold in side of me as the goose bumps continued to feel my skin.

"Thanks" I replied.

I was just beginning to enjoy the moment with David when I remembered its been a long time now and the rain had began to seize so I better get going.

"Ok David, I'm leaving" I said, I turned about to leave when he drew back.

"I could walk you home" he said and smiled.

I knew something was up with him, maybe he wanted to know where I lived or something, my mum never liked having visitors, cause she always felt in secure.

"Well that can't happen, I said being very serious this time, and why would you do that

" Uh cause I knew if I had asked earlier, you wouldn't have agreed ".

I didn't really care to know I just didn't want to get into trouble with my mum.

Well maybe I'll explain to you later why I never allow anyone follow me home, I'm so sorry, I told him and bagan to run under the drizzling rain.

I'm almost home when I remembered I'm still putting on his jacket, now the first thing I do was to snick it in and out of the house, then return it before mum sees it.

She was already in front of the house starring at me.