made me shake the thought from my head and stay put.
I needed to stay focused anyway. Reminding myself it was just a random person, I decided to keep at my task and ignore the conversations going on in the main room.
As the moments passed and a few more eyes were glued in place, I cursed myself for not being able to read the minds of those in the building. For the first time in a long time, I wanted to go meet the girl whose voice piqued my interest. I usually always let the girls come to me, and even if they did, I wouldn’t give them the time of day. This time, I felt like a magnet was pulling me to the other room, but my stubbornness kept my feet planted in front of my project and my mind set on amethyst eyes.
“Jonah?” Jay called several minutes later as he lightly knocked on the open door of the workroom I was occupying.
“What’s up, Jay?” If I could read his thoughts, I wouldn’t have to listen to him stammer.
“I, ahh… I thought you might want to come meet one of the new members,” he said with somewhat of a shocked expression.
The look on my face probably said it all. I was completely baffled as to why he would want to bother me over meeting a new member. Yes, I did notice her—at least I hoped it was the voice of an angel he was referring to. But, regardless of her voice, I wasn’t interested.
“Let me rephrase,” he continued with his hands up in defense. “You NEED to come take a peek at this chick.”
Well, damn. If Jay thought it was important for me to meet this girl, and my body seemed completely attuned to her lovely voice, then she must be a total knockout or something. He definitely wasn’t the type to go ga-ga over any random chick.
“Whatever you say, Jay!” I joked with a sarcastic salute from my forehead. He scowled at me as I attempted to sidestep his rage in the doorway. He hated it when people made his name rhyme like that.
Jay began to speak in a more hushed tone. “You don’t have to meet her if you don’t want to. I just thought you would want to see her, even if from a distance.”
“What is so important about this ch…?” The lump in my throat swallowed my words as my stomach turned into a pretzel.
Turning my head in the direction of the main studio space, I saw her. She was here.
The light from the window bathed her skin and golden curls as if its rays craved to touch her as much as I did.
Sitting down at one of the workbenches was the girl of my dreams, literally. She was here with someone and I craved to be the person who occupied her attention so fully. She was real and she was here, at Lavendine, in the flesh.
I was stunned utterly helpless as I stood in the hallway and spied on her like a stalker. She wouldn’t know me from Adam. I’ve dreamed of this girl for over six years, yet she doesn’t even know I exist.
What should I do? What will I say?
Jay lightly clapped me on the shoulder and said, “I knew you needed to see for yourself.”
The End of Part Two
I needed to stay focused anyway. Reminding myself it was just a random person, I decided to keep at my task and ignore the conversations going on in the main room.
As the moments passed and a few more eyes were glued in place, I cursed myself for not being able to read the minds of those in the building. For the first time in a long time, I wanted to go meet the girl whose voice piqued my interest. I usually always let the girls come to me, and even if they did, I wouldn’t give them the time of day. This time, I felt like a magnet was pulling me to the other room, but my stubbornness kept my feet planted in front of my project and my mind set on amethyst eyes.
“Jonah?” Jay called several minutes later as he lightly knocked on the open door of the workroom I was occupying.
“What’s up, Jay?” If I could read his thoughts, I wouldn’t have to listen to him stammer.
“I, ahh… I thought you might want to come meet one of the new members,” he said with somewhat of a shocked expression.
The look on my face probably said it all. I was completely baffled as to why he would want to bother me over meeting a new member. Yes, I did notice her—at least I hoped it was the voice of an angel he was referring to. But, regardless of her voice, I wasn’t interested.
“Let me rephrase,” he continued with his hands up in defense. “You NEED to come take a peek at this chick.”
Well, damn. If Jay thought it was important for me to meet this girl, and my body seemed completely attuned to her lovely voice, then she must be a total knockout or something. He definitely wasn’t the type to go ga-ga over any random chick.
“Whatever you say, Jay!” I joked with a sarcastic salute from my forehead. He scowled at me as I attempted to sidestep his rage in the doorway. He hated it when people made his name rhyme like that.
Jay began to speak in a more hushed tone. “You don’t have to meet her if you don’t want to. I just thought you would want to see her, even if from a distance.”
“What is so important about this ch…?” The lump in my throat swallowed my words as my stomach turned into a pretzel.
Turning my head in the direction of the main studio space, I saw her. She was here.
The light from the window bathed her skin and golden curls as if its rays craved to touch her as much as I did.
Sitting down at one of the workbenches was the girl of my dreams, literally. She was here with someone and I craved to be the person who occupied her attention so fully. She was real and she was here, at Lavendine, in the flesh.
I was stunned utterly helpless as I stood in the hallway and spied on her like a stalker. She wouldn’t know me from Adam. I’ve dreamed of this girl for over six years, yet she doesn’t even know I exist.
What should I do? What will I say?
Jay lightly clapped me on the shoulder and said, “I knew you needed to see for yourself.”
The End of Part Two
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