It was the start of a new life, a new week, a new day. It was the start of a new second, and I was ready to run with it. Florida just wasn't the place for me. I didn't know if LA would be for either, but a new start was better than anything else.
It was bright and sunny day when my dad pulled the moving van up in front of the place I'm now going to have to call home. It was a nice house, 2 stories with a basement, a pool in the back, and a very nice modern look inside. My family definitely had the money for what we bought, seeing as though my dad was the CEO of a major family owned business and my mom worked right under him. My parents and my Aunt were the only left on my side of the family, so all the money went to them and it was quite a lot.
I helped to unload and bring some of the boxes inside. The second I stepped in, I was more shocked because it was a lot better looking than in the picture my parents took. The foyer was s relatively large room with a dark hardwood flooring. The walls were a perfect white and the interior walls the separate different parts of the rooms were black. As you continue in, you get to the kitchen, which was huge. The kitchen was in the center of an enormous room, and on the two sides were a living room and a dining room. The kitchen continued with the white walls and a black tile backsplash. The counters and cabinets where white and the stove, sink, refrigerator, and oven, where a shiny silver. There was an island with bar stools on the far side of the kitchen separating it from a hallway leading to the dining room and living room.
The living room had white leather couches and a 70 inch flat screen. The stair led upstairs from there. They were a dark wood like the rest of the floors with glass railings. Once up the stairs, the entire right wall was glass that gave an amazing view of the LA skyline. It was unbelievable. There were balconies coming off of every upstairs room that separated, so there was privacy. The balconies hung over the enormous "backyard" we now have. The entirety of it was stone, but there was an Olympic sized pool with a row of stairs from one end to the other leading into it. A few feet away was an in ground hot tub and a wading pool. Across the wading pool were stone blocks that you would walk across that led to a garden. There was a tanning area and a little open porch like area. It was absolutely gorgeous.
I went back downstairs to talk to my parents about the house.
"So…" I say walking back down the stairs. "Why didn't it look this amazing in the pictures?" I chuckles walking over to my mother who was putting food into the refrigerator.
"Maybe you didn't give the pictures a chance." She smiles at me. "I knew you would like it."
"Yea Robbie. Did you see the back?" My father points through the large window in the living room.
"YES! That's awesome." I shout sounding like a little kid.
"So, you start school tomorrow. Are you ready for that?" My mom asks.
"I think so."
"This school, Hollywood Arts, it looks like an amazing school. You definitely have the talent for it." My father says extending a fist for me to pound. It was weird. When I first told him about this school, he reacted totally different than I had expected. He had always been a business man, but he was excited for me to go to an arts school. My mother was very proud as well, but I expected her to be.
"Are you excited to make new friends?" My mom stops putting things away to continue the conversation.
"Yea I guess. But we all know how it's worked out before." I explain.
"Don't say that. You're in a new place with people just as talented as you are. They have the same interests as you. You're going to do fine." My father pats me on the shoulder. "I'm going to go get changes and take a swim. That pool looks amazing."
"I'll join you." I tell him.
"I'm going to stay in tonight. My soap is on in a little bit. I can't miss it. It's going to be big!" She says quite excited.
"Yeah yeah…" I laugh. "Bye mom." I say going to throw on my bathing suit.
I walk outside to find my dad in the pool. "How it is?" I ask.
"It's warm actually. Come on in." He tells me. I walk over closet to the pool and throw my towel on the tanning chair.
"I didn't know you worked out that much. Maybe we can get a gym going down in the basement." He says pointing out the fact that I wasn't the scrawny kid he thought I was.
"That would be cool." I say with a little bit of excitement before jumping into the deepest end of the pool and swimming over to him. "Want to race?"
"Let's." He swims over to the one end of the pool and I follow.
"Ready."
"Set." He continues.
"Go." We say at the same times before diving down and swimming like our lived depended on it. I hit the wall after him and turn. I speed up a little bit trying to get in front of him, and I do. I touch the side of the pool and came up about a second before him.
"I won." I say in triumph.
"Yeah yeah. Whatever you say…" He chuckles.
Later that night we ordered pizza for dinner and shortly after that I went to bed. I wasn't exactly ready for the first day of school, but I knew that I had to go, so I wanted to go in fully rested. Falling asleep wasn't the easiest thing either. I would doze off and wake up 25 minutes later. Around midnight though, I finally passed out.
The next morning I woke up around 7 o'clock. School started at 7:45 and I only lived 5 minutes away, so I decided to eat breakfast. The worst part about this whole new school thing was I was going in as a junior. It would be as bad if I were a freshman because everyone would be looking for friends, but I was starting in the middle of high school.
After breakfast I got an easily start to school. It was pretty amazing on the outside, a big arch with the school's name on it and different murals on the sides. But the inside was pretty cool. All of the lockers were decorated differently and the walls were painted in different designs. Some were solid colors and others were murals.
I walk into the office to get my new schedule and the lady behind a desk greets me. "Hello."
"Hi. My names Robbie Shapiro. I'm new here. Just transferred in today." I inform her.
"Oh yes. Nice to meet you. My name is Mrs. Angler and in there is Principle Dubois. And this is your schedule." She says getting up and handing me a piece of paper. "Let me show you too your locker."
She walks out of the office and has me follow her over to an undercoated locker. It was plain and a greenish blue. "You can do whatever you want with this during your free periods at 6 and 7. If you want to spend your 8th period lunch doing it too, you may." She instructs. A girl walks into the school and starts to head out way. She was gorgeous. She had this vibrant red velvet cupcake hair and these deep beautiful brown eyes, which just mesmerized you.
I guess the woman caught me staring at her as she continued over to us. "Cat. Can you come here for a second?"
"Sure Mrs. Angler. What's up?" The girl Mrs. Angler called Cat, said.
"This is Robbie Shapiro. He's new. I noticed when I got him his schedule, that you two have the same classes. Would you mind showing him around for the first couple of days? Make him fit in a bit more?" Mrs. Angler asks her. I still wasn't done staring and I think she caught me.
She gave me this cute but sensual smile and nodded. She extended her hand and I took it. "I'm Cat."
"I-I'm Robbie…" I say awkwardly still dumbfounded by her beauty and the fact that she was talking to me. She laughed a little bit before nodding at the secretary to make her go away.
"I know." She chuckles. "So vocal music is your first class right?" She asks as the bell rings and the kids flood into the halls.
"Yea I guess." I peak down at my schedule to check. The butterflies started to fly around in my stomach with ever look at her, but I tried my hardest to control myself around her.
"Ok, well let's head over there. Do you sing?" She asks me.
"Yea. A little. I play guitar too." I tell her trying to sound impressive, but completely failing because more than half of the people walking the halls had an instrument in hand.
"Maybe we can do a duet today." She smile taking my hand and intertwining our fingers. It was weird. No girl has ever done that to me and if I ever tried, I would usually get slapped. I didn't pull away and neither did she, so we walked the halls like that until we got to the vocal music classroom.
"This is Mr. Downey." Cat points the man in the corner. He was tall and muscular but probably in his 40s. he walked over to me and said hi.
"You must be Robbie?" He asks.
"Yes sir." I tell him.
"I see you've got yourself a girl already. Impressive." He chuckles making Cat let go awkwardly.
"No sir. Just friends I guess." I tell him.
"Ok. So you sing?" He asks.
"Yea a little. Guitar too."
"Ok. Get ready to go first." He smiles. "You pick the song and just give it a go. If you want you can play along." He says pointing to an acoustic in the corner.
"Oh, Mr. Downey, I was think, just to help him with his nerves on the first day, that we could do a duet." Cat suggests. Mr. Downey looked please with the idea and agreed.
"Ok. Your first though so decide on a song." He says.
"I have an idea." She says pulling me over to the guitar. "I know it's a bit of a throwback… more like a lot, but I love this song. She says pulling up the lyrics on her phone.
"Do you know it?" She asks.
"Fighting Gravity by New Kids on the Block… Yea, my mom used to be obsessed with them." I chuckle and grab the guitar and play some of the melody.
"Great! Want to do it?" She asks me.
"Cat, Robbie, you're up." Mr. Downey says waving us to the stage up front. I grab the guitar and follow Cat.
Cat pulls over a stool for me to sit in and I do. She looks over at me. "I'll start." She smiles.
I strum out a few of the first chords and was astonished by the voice that came out of her. It was just as beautiful as he was.
(A/N –Bold is Robbie. Italics is Cat. Both is the both of them.)
(Cat)
Sorry if I'm speaking out of line,
But I don't want this night to be over,
I don't want it to end.
'Cause it seems like when our worlds collide
It just don't feel right not to hold you,
It's getting hard to be friends.
Do you feel what I feel the closer that we get?
It's almost like there's a force that we can't resist.
(Both)
Baby, tell me why, why you wanna stop
What's happening inside it's bigger than you and me,
It's like we're fighting gravity.
Even if we run we'll be like a shadow
Running from the sun, something you can't escape.
It's gonna pull you back to me.
You'll be fighting, fighting, fighting gravity,
Fighting, fighting, fighting gravity,
Fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting gravity.
(Robbie)
Baby, look up at the universe,
Some things attract to each other,
Like the planets and stars.
Even though I can't read your mind
You know you think about it all the time,
So what's keeping us apart?
Do you feel what I feel the closer that we get
It's almost like there's a force that we can't resist.
(Both)
Baby, tell me why, why you wanna stop
What's happening inside it's bigger than you and me,
It's like we're fighting gravity.
Even if we run we'll be like a shadow
Running from the sun, something you can't escape.
It's gonna pull you back to me.
You'll be fighting, fighting, fighting gravity,
Fighting, fighting, fighting gravity,
Fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting gravity.
(Both)
You gotta hold, you gotta hold, you gotta hold on me,
You gotta hold, you gotta hold, you gotta hold on me,
You gotta hold, you gotta hold, you gotta hold on me,
You gotta hold, you gotta hold, you gotta hold, like gravity.
(Both)
Baby, tell me why, why you wanna stop
What's happening inside it's bigger than you and me,
It's like we're fighting gravity.
Even if we run we'll be like a shadow
Running from the sun, something you can't escape.
It's gonna pull you back to me.
You'll be fighting, fighting, fighting gravity,
Fighting, fighting, fighting gravity,
Fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting gravity
We both come to a close and eventually stop. There was something there. Cat was staring at me the whole time as we both sang and I was staring back. There was a tension between us. Something different. Something great.
There wasn't a need for microphones, and we could have done that a capella, but the guitar made the song. It took a minute for the both of us to get out of the little world we were both in, and realize that everybody was on the feet clapping and whistling. Mr. Downey came up to us and patted us on the back.
"I think we're going to have to start off class like that every day. Amazing job guys, that was just amazing…" He smiled.
"Now… um. Let's try to get into today's lesson." He chuckles because everyone was talking and giving us high fives for the performance.
I lean over and whisper to Cat once it got quiet. "You were amazing…"
"Not as amazing as you." She whispers back with the charming smile she had.
"Want to come over my house later?" I ask her.
"That would be nice…"
That was the first time, in my life that I had ever asked a girl to do anything with me, and it felt right. I didn't get slapped or called a pervert, she actually accepted, which was the first indicator that this might just be a good a very good 2 years.
I got bored... Haha so i'm going to write another story afterall haha. Hope you like it so far and i know the group who sings this song (New Kids on the Block) is a bit of an old band, but they're really good haha. Well...
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