First story i've ever published on this website. There may be some grammatical errors, but don't hold it against me. : )

Early Saturday Morning

Kit climbed the numerous flights of stairs to her apartment. Why she rented an apartment on the fifth floor? She didn't even know. She had been living in Nashville, Tennessee for quite some time now. Three years to be exact. Working her tail off to save up enough money to buy a little old building that was located a few streets away from her apartment. Kit, known by few as Katherine, was a hard working girl who'd moved to Nashville after finishing college. She had almond-shaped, wide, hazel colored eyes, with red, black-brown hair that draped past her shoulders. While, she was usually energetic, she had lost quite a bit of the much-needed energy trying to transform the building into the bakery she always wanted. She was tired, oh so tired, and she needed sleep. Now. As she made her way to the door of her apartment, she found a note from her friend, Bridget, who happened to live on the 3rd floor with her boyfriend, David. The note told her to call Bridget so they could meet up for lunch later that week. Kit unlocked the front door only to be bombarded by her French bulldog named Eustace. His fat, short, little body tried to jump to her. He was so excited and was having a little trouble breathing, snorting loudly. She greeted him in return and carefully placed him onto the floor before hanging up her coat and purse in the coat closet by the door.

Without so much as a word, Kit dragged her feet to her bedroom and threw herself onto her bed, under the abundant amount of blankets. And just as she was about to drift into a peaceful sleep…IT happened. All Kit could hear was this low, yet strangely loud instrument booming from the apartment above her. She threw a feather pillow over her head in an attempt to drown out the noise. After about an hour had gone by, Kit was still not asleep like she would've liked to have been and the instrument was still being played, unfortunately. It's not that it didn't sound good or anything, but Kit needed a good rest, and this musician, whoever they were, wasn't helping. At all. Aggravated, Kit shot out of bed, ran out the door, and began running up the stairs to get to the maker of the evil music that was keeping her awake. As soon as she reached the door, she could hear the same low, yet loud music booming from the apartment. She began impatiently banging on the door hoping they would hear her over their music. She heard the music stop, then the sound of boots walking across the hardwood floors of the apartment, and suddenly, the door opened. Standing inside the apartment was the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. He was a good height, somewhere around 5'8", she guessed. His short sleeve, plaid shirt had the first few top buttons undone. His hair was pulled stylishly on top of his head, giving him "bed head". But, his most striking feature (aside from his insanely attractive facial features) was his eyes. They were deep blue in color, resembling weather on an overcast day. And in his hands was a fully black bass guitar. When Kit finally came back to reality, he was staring at her expectantly, waiting on her explanation on why she almost broke the door.

"Hi…" she said.

He raised an eyebrow at her…a perfectly groomed eyebrow, at that.

"Hi." he said, "Do you need something?"

"Yeah…do you mind not playing your bass at four in the morning? I'm kind of trying to sleep."

"Oh, yeah sure. Sorry about that. I tend to get a little carried away when I'm writing."

"It's fine", she said, "Just…ease off a bit next time."

She had a small smile on her face and she could tell that there was one forming on his face as well.

"Yeah, so…thanks and bye…?"

She turned on her heel and as soon as she made it to the top stair he asked her to wait.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Kit. Katherine actually, but everyone just calls me Kit. What's yours?"

"My name's Jared."

"Nice to meet you, Jared." she said.

"Oh, believe me. The pleasure's all mine." he said, with a small grin.

Kit stood there for a moment dumbfounded, shocked that he was flirting with her and angry with herself for not flirting back already.

"You may find this a bit strange, but I'm house sitting for one of my buddies while he's away. And since I don't know anyone in this building, I was wondering if I could maybe take you out to dinner sometime this week?"

Again, Kit was flabbergasted that he was asking her out, while a tiny voice in the back of her mind was loudly saying 'SAY YES ALREADY!'

"Yes.", she said, "Yes, you can."

'Thank God for racket…' Kit thought.