"When's your next class?" I asked Colin mischievously as we walked down a crowded New York sidewalk.
"I'm off until Monday," he said smiling wildly at me.
"Cool," was all I managed without being too obvious.
"When's your next concerto thing or whatever the hell they're called?" he asked me.
I laughed at his lack of vocabulary , "Tomorrow night but -"
"We've got enough time then." he said smiling at me genuinely. Then quickly he took my hand and gave it a quick squeeze, kissing me on the lips at the same time.
"That was even better than what I was thinking." I said returning the squeeze back as we boarded the subway.
"You know, now, I know why you so badly wanted me to go to college here. I mean, what can be better? You first off have to fight for just a morning coffee, muffin, and the early funnies at the corner Starbucks. Then midday you have to taxi hop all the way across town at noon just to get home to sleep for an hour even though you're going nowhere for lunch. And finally, at night, you have to ride the crowded subway just to get home." he said as he led me to a seat near the back. He learned quickly that I didn't like having an audience.
"I'm seriously disappointed in you," I said faking mock seriousness.
"What? What'd I do this time?" he asked raising his eyebrow slightly.
"You forgot the best thing of all in New York." I told him.
"Oh, right, the jazz concerts you hold at heinous hours of the night which creep into the wee hours of the morning?" he said.
"Nope,"
"All the late night studying we do?" he said laughing. I laughed too; for it wasn't really studying in which we did. I mean, come on, how dense can one get to even believe that's what we're doing. I'm in a piano jazz major and he's majoring in something to do with oceanography. And Manhattan is an island, right? But, hey, it works anyways so whatever.
"No, but before you go on too much further, I was gonna say us being together and nobody cares." I said smiling at him.
"I can't agree any more with you," he said kissing the hallow of my neck.
"But that still doesn't mean that I want to have a full make-out session in the subway. And besides that, we have an audience." I said nodding my head off to a old lady who appeared to be knitting but was staring at us with disapproving eyes.
"Well screw her," Colin said out of breath. Then, he retreated back to kissing me hard. I accepted and ran my fingers through his hair. He started kneading his hands in my shoulders and -
"Ephram, I can't sleep." he mumbled but oddly enough his voice sounded like an eight year old girls.
"Wait? Go back to sleep." I mumbled incoherently.
"I can't." he said but I realized that he wasn't really a he. It was Delia. And I was on the verge of having a wet dream. About Colin.
"Alright, come on, but you gotta go to sleep." I told Delia knuckling my eyes and scooting over. I turned on my light and I looked over at the clock it was just over midnight.
"Thanks Ephram," she said sleepily as she slid in next to me.
'If only it was Colin…" I thought as I turned off the light and slid back down under the covers to sleep.
* * * * *
Okay, I have to admit, I'm seriously struggling with writing this. The month of December was sooo busy for me with school and everything. And the finally winter break comes and you'd think I would update every single friggin' day but nooo I don't. And you know why? I came down with the shitty flu and had to get 3 friggin' IVs in my hand. Three friggin' IVs! So whatever, that's my rant of the day. I hope you guys had a happy holiday season, whatever it is that you celebrate. And I hope to have the next chapter out very soon I seriously promise!
Carla
"I'm off until Monday," he said smiling wildly at me.
"Cool," was all I managed without being too obvious.
"When's your next concerto thing or whatever the hell they're called?" he asked me.
I laughed at his lack of vocabulary , "Tomorrow night but -"
"We've got enough time then." he said smiling at me genuinely. Then quickly he took my hand and gave it a quick squeeze, kissing me on the lips at the same time.
"That was even better than what I was thinking." I said returning the squeeze back as we boarded the subway.
"You know, now, I know why you so badly wanted me to go to college here. I mean, what can be better? You first off have to fight for just a morning coffee, muffin, and the early funnies at the corner Starbucks. Then midday you have to taxi hop all the way across town at noon just to get home to sleep for an hour even though you're going nowhere for lunch. And finally, at night, you have to ride the crowded subway just to get home." he said as he led me to a seat near the back. He learned quickly that I didn't like having an audience.
"I'm seriously disappointed in you," I said faking mock seriousness.
"What? What'd I do this time?" he asked raising his eyebrow slightly.
"You forgot the best thing of all in New York." I told him.
"Oh, right, the jazz concerts you hold at heinous hours of the night which creep into the wee hours of the morning?" he said.
"Nope,"
"All the late night studying we do?" he said laughing. I laughed too; for it wasn't really studying in which we did. I mean, come on, how dense can one get to even believe that's what we're doing. I'm in a piano jazz major and he's majoring in something to do with oceanography. And Manhattan is an island, right? But, hey, it works anyways so whatever.
"No, but before you go on too much further, I was gonna say us being together and nobody cares." I said smiling at him.
"I can't agree any more with you," he said kissing the hallow of my neck.
"But that still doesn't mean that I want to have a full make-out session in the subway. And besides that, we have an audience." I said nodding my head off to a old lady who appeared to be knitting but was staring at us with disapproving eyes.
"Well screw her," Colin said out of breath. Then, he retreated back to kissing me hard. I accepted and ran my fingers through his hair. He started kneading his hands in my shoulders and -
"Ephram, I can't sleep." he mumbled but oddly enough his voice sounded like an eight year old girls.
"Wait? Go back to sleep." I mumbled incoherently.
"I can't." he said but I realized that he wasn't really a he. It was Delia. And I was on the verge of having a wet dream. About Colin.
"Alright, come on, but you gotta go to sleep." I told Delia knuckling my eyes and scooting over. I turned on my light and I looked over at the clock it was just over midnight.
"Thanks Ephram," she said sleepily as she slid in next to me.
'If only it was Colin…" I thought as I turned off the light and slid back down under the covers to sleep.
* * * * *
Okay, I have to admit, I'm seriously struggling with writing this. The month of December was sooo busy for me with school and everything. And the finally winter break comes and you'd think I would update every single friggin' day but nooo I don't. And you know why? I came down with the shitty flu and had to get 3 friggin' IVs in my hand. Three friggin' IVs! So whatever, that's my rant of the day. I hope you guys had a happy holiday season, whatever it is that you celebrate. And I hope to have the next chapter out very soon I seriously promise!
Carla