Chapter 4 "Yes, I am the one, and only Vinyl Scratch, pleased to meet you, Octavia." Me starting to speak again brought her attention back on me as I raised a hoof to greet her. I was looking her straight in the eyes feeling a warmth inside of me I have never felt before….I hope I'm not blushing. She graced my hoof with the touch of hers and that turned the warmth into a blistering chill that raced through me from my hoof to the tip of my tail. "Are you blushing Vinyl?" she asked. "No! And besides that theory, it's getting late and I must head home." I said it fast but obviously I didn't think it through since I wasn't heading 'home' exactly. "I don't think you have read the newspaper lately… your blank stare tells me thats a no. Well there was a small article not to long ago called 'DJ-Pon3 got no hom3'. Quite a clever title if you ask me, but it stated that people have noted that nopony has ever seen you leave your club, so my guess is that you actually don't have a home… do you?" After she was done talking, the silence remained for seconds. I turned away to hide the tears welling up in my glasses. I used my magic to remove my glasses to the table next to me. The tears slid coldly down my face mocking me of the defeat of technically being homeless. The storage room has been my secret home for a few months after I sold my house to afford the bills for my club; after all, dreams do come first in my book. I was completely embarrassed to have to admit to having no home to Octavia. I have to tell her something. "Yes I have no home... I have been living in the storage room for a few months now, it's been rough but-" "No-no-no! There's no need to turn away and face this by yourself. You can live with me Vinyl that is why I came here in the first place." Her compassion was overwhelming, but why did she even want to help me, I don't even know her. "Why would you help me? I barely even know you and we just met today under quite awkward circumstances." I turned around to look her in her bedazzling pure purple eyes. I could see myself in her eyes. I was a mess, my face was almost as red as my eyes which were covered in tears, which were then replaced with other tears as those others fell down my face and onto the floor. She came up to my side, standing between me and the table with my glasses on them. She put her foreleg around me, pulling me closer to her side. If my face wasn't already red, I would be blushing, but regardless of the situation, and my horn still gave a spark of blue aura. Octavia chuckled a little at the sight which in turn made my face turn slightly to its original white. She nuzzled up against my chin to make me look up, that didn't help the whole 'my horn' situation as it gave out more aura. I looked into her face and she looked into mine. "As I can see you are unaware that I was the one who reported the article to get it written. I've been in your club multiple times before and I can see how much you love what you do, and passion in music is what makes every song unique and interesting. It's not in many musicians anymore. I've been trying to get in here those times you let fans backstage to get a signature or something, but those stopped, as nopony showed up. I can see that your business as well has been slow and it doesn't seem to be getting any better. Vinyl, I don't think you're going to be able to keep this up for long and I don't want to sit by and let a great musician like yourself fall. I want to help you Vinyl i-" Before she could start her next sentence, I grabbed her with both my forelegs around her and kissed her. I didn't get any resistance from her nor did she embrace it. I quickly got off her standing in front of her. She looked at me, but she had no expression on her face. I knew that I was probably blushing brighter than a cherry. We were staring at eachother for a few minutes until she finally said something. "That was well... unexpected, but Vinyl that's not how you kiss—this is how." She suddenly embraced me and kissed me with what I would say 'with more professionalism', and I embraced it. I never thought of me being a fillyfooler, but even for the short time I knew Octavia, she just makes me feel so special. She brought upon me feelings I never had before. Her touch was as soft as the clouds and her voice was just enchanting. After a few seconds she let go of me, and turned around and started walking away.
"You coming Vinyl? I did offer you to stay at my place until you can afford one of your own, didn't I?" I raced up to her in response of her playful comment.