Grey Roses

John's POV

The next day thankfully was no school. After my friends headed to the movies, I decided to see Danielle to return her glasses. Checking in the phone books and what not lead me to her house which luckily was only 25 minutes away, so I walked. Reaching the lonely house on the dirt road, I saw an elderly black man sitting on the first step that lead up to the house, he was dressed in overalls, a red plaid shirt and wore black sunglasses, I walked up to him.

"Um, excuse me sir." I said somewhat hesitantly, I had no idea if he was deaf or something.

"Who's there?." He asked in an old raspy voice.

"Uh, hi, I'm John Cena, does Danielle Quincy live here?." The man lowered the sunglasses off his face, that's when I saw his dark brown eyes, he squinted them because of the sunlight.

"Ah, a white boy." He said while putting his glasses back on. "What do you want with her, you ain't one of those trouble makers are you?."

"Oh no sir, you see, um Danielle left her glasses at the dance last night and I wanted to return them to her."

"She remembers her school supplies, her homework, to get ready in the morning, but forgets to keep up with her glasses." I heard him mumble to himself. "Would you happen to be that guy she was with last night?."

"Uh, I don't know, what do you mean?."

"That she danced with, when she came home she told me she dance with this guy and he was so nice and good looking, would you happen to be that guy?." He asked, I almost smiled hearing the things she said about me.

"Yes sir." I said, he stood up and I became scared.

"Be a gentleman and get my cane propped up on that chair over there." He pointed behind him and sure enough a brown wooden cane was rested on an old rocking chair. I ran and got it for him. "Thank you, come on and walk with me." As he began to walk away, I followed next to him.

"Danielle's not here. She went with her sister to pick up some groceries."

"Oh." I was somewhat disappointed.

"But that was about an hour ago, she should be back anytime now."

"Alright." I smiled to myself.

"Tell me somethin' boy, why would a white boy like yourself wanna be around my granddaughter, I mean she's black."

"I know sir, but my mom told me never to judge a person on how they look, just on their personality. Truthfully speaking sir, I think your granddaughter is beautiful."

"You do?."

"Yes, I've actually been trying to talk to her for the longest, but my friends-."

"You don't think they would accept you hanging around a girl like Danielle?."

"Yeah." I said, he only nodded.

"Let's turn around and head back to the house." We did just that, when we returned I spotted danielle and her sister carrying multiple bags into the house. "Well there they go." We had reached the porch.

"Maybe I should go."

"Why, you getting nervous?."

"I don't know why, every time I see her she makes me nervous."

"Danielle, there's someone her to see you!." The man yelled, she appeared a second later.

"What is it grandpa." She froze when her eyes met mine, I froze as well.

"I'll just leave you to alone." The man said, he walked into the house, danielle stepped onto the porch and closed the door, still staring at me.

"Hi." I said.

"How did you find me?." Was her first response.

"Phonebook." I replied. She nodded.

"Well, hi. What are you doing here?."

"You left you glasses at the dance, I wanted to give them back to you." She walked down the steps and stood in front of me.

"You mean you looked up my address, walked nearly 30 minutes here just to return my glasses to me?." She was smiling, her smile could've brought me to my knees. I nodded. "That was really sweet of you John."

I smiled as I handed them to her, she took them. "Listen, you think you might wanna hang out tomorrow?."

"You, wanna hang out with me?." I nodded. "Wow, um, sure."

"Great." To my surprise she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, I was stunned.

"Thanks for my glasses, I thought I lost them, bye John." She ran back into the house. I had this huge smile on my face as I turned around to go home.

Sharmell's POV

Me and Grandpa were just finishing putting up the food when Danielle walked into the kitchen with a grin on her face, she sat down at the table, I eyed her suspiciously.

"I saw that." I said, she looked up at me innocently.

"Saw what?." She asked.

"I saw you kiss that boy." The comment got grandpa's attention.

"You kissed that boy?."

"Yeah, big deal." She said.

"I think he likes you." I said.

"He does." Grandpa said, me and danielle turned to him.

"How do you know?." She asked.

"We talked before you guys came back from the store, he told me you were beautiful and he's been trying to talk to you, but his friend prevent him from doing so."

"Really."

"Yeah."

"Wow, I have a crush."

"Looks like he does to." I said.

"What do you mean?." She asked.

"I think you like him too." There was dead silence in the kitchen before Danielle spoke up.

"Your wrong...I don't." She then got up and ran upstairs.