Chapter 4
I just needed someone to talk to
You were just too busy with yourself.
FADE - STAIND
I was on my way to Sam's locker room, hoping she could help me. I could hear loud music coming from somewhere, and as I got nearer I realised it was coming from Sam's locker room. I was pretty sure she was listening to Fade by Staind. I knocked the door and went in. I stood just inside the door and put my towel down. "Hiya," she said, "Is this too loud? I can turn it down if ya want," she offered. "No, no, it's cool. I like this music. I just came to ask you something." "Yeah? What's that?" *This is gonna sound so stupid!* I thought. *Oh well, here goes nothing.* "What colour should I dye my hair?" I asked. *There, that wasn't so bad, was it?* "That's the first time a guy's ever asked me about hair colour," she said, laughing. I smiled, "Yeah, well, get used to it, I'll probably ask you a lot more." She started giggling. "It's nice to know I'll be involved in your...um...your creativeness. What colours have you got with ya?" she asked. I thought a moment, "Um...blue, purple, red and green." I think you should go for purple." I nodded, " 'Kay. See ya later. Good luck tonight." "Thanks. You too," she said, "See ya." I left and went back to my room and went into the adjoining bathroom. I looked around for my towel but couldn't find it. *God Jeff, how could you forget where you put a towel? One too many chair shots to the head.* I heard someone knock on the door and opened it. There stood Sam with my towel. "You forgot this," she said with a smile. I took it from her and said, "Thanks for bringing me this." "No problem. I'd better get going, almost match time," she said. Before I lost my nerve, I pulled her into my arms. I gave her a quick hug and kissed her cheek. "Be careful," I said softly. "I will," she said. She pulled away and looked at me, "See ya." I watched her walk away, then went to dye my hair. While I was waiting for the colour to take, I watched their match on the TV. She done real good for herself never made a single mistake.
I was on my way to Sam's locker room, hoping she could help me. I could hear loud music coming from somewhere, and as I got nearer I realised it was coming from Sam's locker room. I was pretty sure she was listening to Fade by Staind. I knocked the door and went in. I stood just inside the door and put my towel down. "Hiya," she said, "Is this too loud? I can turn it down if ya want," she offered. "No, no, it's cool. I like this music. I just came to ask you something." "Yeah? What's that?" *This is gonna sound so stupid!* I thought. *Oh well, here goes nothing.* "What colour should I dye my hair?" I asked. *There, that wasn't so bad, was it?* "That's the first time a guy's ever asked me about hair colour," she said, laughing. I smiled, "Yeah, well, get used to it, I'll probably ask you a lot more." She started giggling. "It's nice to know I'll be involved in your...um...your creativeness. What colours have you got with ya?" she asked. I thought a moment, "Um...blue, purple, red and green." I think you should go for purple." I nodded, " 'Kay. See ya later. Good luck tonight." "Thanks. You too," she said, "See ya." I left and went back to my room and went into the adjoining bathroom. I looked around for my towel but couldn't find it. *God Jeff, how could you forget where you put a towel? One too many chair shots to the head.* I heard someone knock on the door and opened it. There stood Sam with my towel. "You forgot this," she said with a smile. I took it from her and said, "Thanks for bringing me this." "No problem. I'd better get going, almost match time," she said. Before I lost my nerve, I pulled her into my arms. I gave her a quick hug and kissed her cheek. "Be careful," I said softly. "I will," she said. She pulled away and looked at me, "See ya." I watched her walk away, then went to dye my hair. While I was waiting for the colour to take, I watched their match on the TV. She done real good for herself never made a single mistake.