- My phone rung.
"Hello?"
"Melody?"
"Who is this?"
"This is Bobby Caffrey from the bar."
"Hi Bobby."
We talked for about 2 hours.
"Do ya want to go clubbin' with me, Bosco, Carlos, Doc, Jimmy, Kim, DK, Walsh, Lombardo, and Lieu tomorrow night?"
"Sure. I'm off tomorrow."
"Say I pick you up around 7:25 tomorrow night?"
"Sure. See ya then. Bye."
"Bye."
I finished cleaning up and went to bed. The next day, I got up, cleaned some more, went grocery shopping, and went home. I put the groceries away and figured out what I was going to wear. I was going to wear a Blue tube top, a pair of black flares, and a pair of black boots. At 7:20 pm, my buzzer went off. There is a speaker and a buzzer lock system in the apartment building that I live in.
"Yeah?"
"Melody? It's Bobby."
"Okay. Come on in."
I pushed the unlock button on my buzzer pad by the door. Bobby came up and I let him in. HE was wearing a blue shirt and a pair of black pants and black boots.
"These are for you, Mel."
"Thank You. Let me go put them in water."
There is a window-thing so that you could see the living room from the kitchen. I grabbed a vase out of the cabinet, put some water in it, and put the flowers in the water.
"This is a kick-ass apartment."
"Thanks. It's took a lot of time, money and yeah. That's about it."
"Ready?"
"Yep."
We drove over to the club. Bobby and I walked over to the booths with all of our friends.
"Hey Guys."
"Hi Everybody."
"Hi Melody. Hey Bobby."
"Shall we dance?"
"Yes, we shall."
Bobby and I went on the dance floor and danced. First, we were dancing to Don't Tell Me by Madonna. It's like when we danced, our bodies and souls joined and became one. Everyone from the 55, just stood in awe of how good we danced together. We slowed danced to Yesturday's Letter by 98 degrees. I had my arms on/around Bobby's shoulders and neck, and Bobby had his arms around my waist. I had my head resting on his shoulder, nestled into his neck. He had his face kind of engulfed in my hair. He was whispering the words of the song in my ear, which by the way is very romantic. The next song was Zoot Suit Riot by Cherry Poppin Daddies. That is a swing song and by far, next to the favorite swing song/group growing up in the Boscorelli household. The other favorite was Frank Sinatra. I stayed down and danced with Kim, while Bobby went and sat next to all of the guys.
"Bosco, your sister is like a robot! She never stops laughing,smiling, or dancing!"
"She never got much of a chance to laugh, smile, or dance when we were growing up, so she's using her adulthood to make up for it."
"What do you mean, she never got the chance to?"
"I think Melody should be the one to explain that to you."
"Okay then."
We danced for awhile longer, then Bobby and I went to a little coffee shop a couple blocks from my apartment.
"Mel?"
"Yes, Bobby?"
"Can I ask you somethin'?"
"Ask away."
"back in the club, your brother said that you never got a chance to laugh, smile, or dance when you were growing up. Can you explain that to me?"
"my father wasn't the nicest guy. He used to beat around on my mom. If we made the slightest movement or noise that he didn't like, he would take it out on my ma. we hated seeing this happen to her, so we didn't do the things that normal kids our age should've been doing. we never laughed, except at school, and we ended up getting in trouble for that, too. I guess that you could say that our childhood wasn't a bed of red roses. More like a bed of rose thorns."
"I'm sorry, Melody. If I had known,"
I put my finger to his lips.
"It's no problem. You were going to find out or be told soon enough, anyway. It's better that you find out now, instead of later."
We grabbed our coffees, grabbed each others' hand and began walking home. We finally got to the car, and Bobby drove me home.
"Here we are."
"Listen, Mel, I'm sorry again if I brought up the touchy subject."
"Yes, it is a touchy subject, but I really don't mind talking about it to people that are close to me. It's telling people I don't know about it that's hard."
"I totally understand that part. So, I'll call ya later."
"Yep."
"Bye."
"Bye."
We kissed. Bobby put his hand on the back of my head and deepened the kiss. I didn't want to let go and neither did Bobby. We went upstairs and made love. That's a very rare thing for me, as I usually don't do that. The only person I've ever had sex with on the first date, was my ex-fiance' Nick. But, what we did, felt so good; felt so right. I knew I would never forget how it felt. I fell asleep at about 2:30am, and Bobby fell asleep shortly after that. I had the first night of great sleep in about 4 months. When I woke up, Bobby was still asleep. He is SOOOOO cute when he's sleeping. Bobby finally woke up.
"Hello?"
"Melody?"
"Who is this?"
"This is Bobby Caffrey from the bar."
"Hi Bobby."
We talked for about 2 hours.
"Do ya want to go clubbin' with me, Bosco, Carlos, Doc, Jimmy, Kim, DK, Walsh, Lombardo, and Lieu tomorrow night?"
"Sure. I'm off tomorrow."
"Say I pick you up around 7:25 tomorrow night?"
"Sure. See ya then. Bye."
"Bye."
I finished cleaning up and went to bed. The next day, I got up, cleaned some more, went grocery shopping, and went home. I put the groceries away and figured out what I was going to wear. I was going to wear a Blue tube top, a pair of black flares, and a pair of black boots. At 7:20 pm, my buzzer went off. There is a speaker and a buzzer lock system in the apartment building that I live in.
"Yeah?"
"Melody? It's Bobby."
"Okay. Come on in."
I pushed the unlock button on my buzzer pad by the door. Bobby came up and I let him in. HE was wearing a blue shirt and a pair of black pants and black boots.
"These are for you, Mel."
"Thank You. Let me go put them in water."
There is a window-thing so that you could see the living room from the kitchen. I grabbed a vase out of the cabinet, put some water in it, and put the flowers in the water.
"This is a kick-ass apartment."
"Thanks. It's took a lot of time, money and yeah. That's about it."
"Ready?"
"Yep."
We drove over to the club. Bobby and I walked over to the booths with all of our friends.
"Hey Guys."
"Hi Everybody."
"Hi Melody. Hey Bobby."
"Shall we dance?"
"Yes, we shall."
Bobby and I went on the dance floor and danced. First, we were dancing to Don't Tell Me by Madonna. It's like when we danced, our bodies and souls joined and became one. Everyone from the 55, just stood in awe of how good we danced together. We slowed danced to Yesturday's Letter by 98 degrees. I had my arms on/around Bobby's shoulders and neck, and Bobby had his arms around my waist. I had my head resting on his shoulder, nestled into his neck. He had his face kind of engulfed in my hair. He was whispering the words of the song in my ear, which by the way is very romantic. The next song was Zoot Suit Riot by Cherry Poppin Daddies. That is a swing song and by far, next to the favorite swing song/group growing up in the Boscorelli household. The other favorite was Frank Sinatra. I stayed down and danced with Kim, while Bobby went and sat next to all of the guys.
"Bosco, your sister is like a robot! She never stops laughing,smiling, or dancing!"
"She never got much of a chance to laugh, smile, or dance when we were growing up, so she's using her adulthood to make up for it."
"What do you mean, she never got the chance to?"
"I think Melody should be the one to explain that to you."
"Okay then."
We danced for awhile longer, then Bobby and I went to a little coffee shop a couple blocks from my apartment.
"Mel?"
"Yes, Bobby?"
"Can I ask you somethin'?"
"Ask away."
"back in the club, your brother said that you never got a chance to laugh, smile, or dance when you were growing up. Can you explain that to me?"
"my father wasn't the nicest guy. He used to beat around on my mom. If we made the slightest movement or noise that he didn't like, he would take it out on my ma. we hated seeing this happen to her, so we didn't do the things that normal kids our age should've been doing. we never laughed, except at school, and we ended up getting in trouble for that, too. I guess that you could say that our childhood wasn't a bed of red roses. More like a bed of rose thorns."
"I'm sorry, Melody. If I had known,"
I put my finger to his lips.
"It's no problem. You were going to find out or be told soon enough, anyway. It's better that you find out now, instead of later."
We grabbed our coffees, grabbed each others' hand and began walking home. We finally got to the car, and Bobby drove me home.
"Here we are."
"Listen, Mel, I'm sorry again if I brought up the touchy subject."
"Yes, it is a touchy subject, but I really don't mind talking about it to people that are close to me. It's telling people I don't know about it that's hard."
"I totally understand that part. So, I'll call ya later."
"Yep."
"Bye."
"Bye."
We kissed. Bobby put his hand on the back of my head and deepened the kiss. I didn't want to let go and neither did Bobby. We went upstairs and made love. That's a very rare thing for me, as I usually don't do that. The only person I've ever had sex with on the first date, was my ex-fiance' Nick. But, what we did, felt so good; felt so right. I knew I would never forget how it felt. I fell asleep at about 2:30am, and Bobby fell asleep shortly after that. I had the first night of great sleep in about 4 months. When I woke up, Bobby was still asleep. He is SOOOOO cute when he's sleeping. Bobby finally woke up.