Without too much delay here is the second chapter! I hope you enjoy and keep reading (:
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The sound of the ring bell echoed in that apartment full of cardboard boxes. There were no paintings hanging on the walls, nor a TV to occupy space. There was, in addition to the boxes, just a sofa covered with a sheet of clear color. In the kitchen, the parts essences of dishes were on the sink. The refrigerator kept water, cheese, butter and a package of bread. In one of the rooms there was a big drawing desk, a lamp of aluminum that was standing on the ground and more boxes – these ones smaller. In the other room there was, of course, boxes and more boxes, a curtain hiding the window, a White closet and na enormous bed. Sam Evans was laying there. He was a tall blond man with a spotted body and a pair of green eyes a little naive. His underwear made by cotton and the fine linen were the only tissues that prevented him from being naked.
Reluctant, he opened his eyes then close them again. Plunged his head under the pillow and tried to sleep a little longer. It didn't work. After a few seconds he heard the ring bell echoes one more time and, annoyed, gave up trying to sleep.
Got up without harry and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Then he walked through the small corridor until arrive to the room, when he heard another insistent touch.
- Wait a minute! - Yelled trying to clear his throat. Reached the door and dared to look through the peephole. Took a breath throwing his head back. He had forgotten the plans he had made for lunch. – Blaine! – Tried to seem friendly and peaceful when finally opened the door.
- Sam ?! – He tried to exclaim angry. - You are still like that ? I can't believe ! It's past midday ! – His friend argued.
- Sermon at this time no, Blaine - has gone hand in face - I spent the whole night working and half the morning trying to put all these things in the right place... - Complained while gave him passage.
- Oh, of course. I can see the beautiful work you have done. - Blaine was ironic and mentioned the huge mess present in the apartment.
- Wait here.. In five minutes I'm ready.
Sam the left his friend admiring the dust on top of the boxes and went to his room. He thought that with the few clothes that had already unpacked he could dress well, then opened his wardrobe and took a jeans and a t-shirt. Then went to the bathroom where he took a shower and finished prepare himself. In fifteen minutes he was ready.
- You said five minutes not five plus ten. - Blaine complained when he looked at the clock.
- Oh, shut up ! You had lucky I woke up. - Sam said pulling him by the arm and walked towards the elevator after locking the door.
Sam and Blaine met in high school. In the junior year, when - literally – they had encountered problems in one of the school corridor, they hated eachother. Sam was trying to find, unworried, his locker while Blaine walked with Puck - an old friend of him - and two more boys. The problem happened when Sam, frustrated because couldn't find what he was looking for, started to walk again. Books and pamphlets of clubs fell and he bowed to fetch them. At the same time Blaine dropped the backpack and took a deep breath waiting for him to lift. "Don't you look where you're going?" asked impatient and received a "Sorry" on the part of Sam. Puck pulled his friend arm and tried to continue walking. "There is no reason to fight, Blaine, let's go. Oh, and sorry, I am Puck, Nice to meet you." And surprised, Sam answered him saying his own name.
Sam took part of the school's football team weeks after. Started a frienship with Puck and discovered that Blaine was in the fight blub. This meant that they were constantly meeting eachother in the dressing rooms and on the eve of the championships which were - almost always - in dates coming. Months after the friendship between the trio was Just amazing ...
The three had talent for art. They could sing, improvise, draw ... and that's why Blaine and Sam decided to do an architecture course in college. The passion for the art of draw was so great that they could choose to visual arts or something like that, but the idea of planning a house was fascinating. Every detail, every millimeter of where people would be living years and years of their lives ... After knowing better the whole program of the school and the labor market, they decided together that was the best option. Puck decided to follow the sports career and today was working as a personal trainer in L.A. By fifteen days he traveled to New York and visited his friends who, by ironically or not, were formed together at Princeton and now they were office neighbors.
- Do you believe Puck is already there ? – Sam asked after releasing the seat belt when, finally, Blaine parked thhe car in front of the restaurant.
- By the time he must have finished up to the dessert. – Blaine did the friend rifling through the eyes and jump the car before him.
When they entered in the simple and cozy restaurant saw their friend at a table for four located in the left corner of the room. He was drinking a pineapple juice and wore glasses of degree. His clothes were casual and the head shaved. When the friends arrived he dropped some joke about being late, but soon laughed and stood up to greet them. They talked until the waiter arrives, then made their order and laughed and talked quietly while were waiting for the food.
- Puck, seriously ! You need to see his apartment. – Blaine said pointing to Sam Who passed his fingers through his hair – he moved two weeks ago and haven't tidied up absolutely nothing in that apartment yet. - Puck laughed.
- This isn't true! My bed, my wardrobe, the sofa, the drawing board and the light are in the right place ... Until the fridge and the stove are working. – He defended himself proud making his friends rifling through eyes and laugh.
In that half-time their meal had arrived and as they were eating, Puck began to tell them that would be in New York the whole week in order to streamline the processes of the gym project. One of his work colleagues who was associate to one of the most famous gyms in Los Angeles, had invited him to participate in a new society which would manage a large network of academies that would be present in various states of the country.
- This is wonderful! – Blaine congratulated him happy. – Means that we will see you more often – he smiled.
- Yes, it is such a big project ... But how are things ? I mean, the bureaucratic parts are kinda of boring ? – Sam asked.
- Wll, for me Who don't understand much of finance is a bit boring and it seems difficult also – Puck replied wiping the corner of his mouth with his napkin – but the team is very strong, the businessmen are very interested and the body of lawyers is well prestigious ...
- This is wonderful. You could indicate one of these lawyers to our friend here, you know, for any problems ... He is looking so sloppy that neither this he did - Blaine accused Sam once again – so stubborn also that ruled out the possibility of talking with my lawyer. I just don't know what to do anymore. – Blaine said.
- Oh ! - Puck exclaimed remembering the wallet in the front pocket of his pants. – Wait a second. – Opened it and took a small card. – You should look for her. The boys involved in the project talk a lot about her. I even spoke with her once or twice and she seemed to be very good at what she do to me.
- Mercedes Jones ? - Sam read each letter carefully and thought for a little. He looked to Blaine and then to Puck. They was staring looking forward for some answer. – Thank you, I'll think about that. – Said calmly while put the car in his pocket.
They rifled throught the eyes and kept eating. After finished they stayed minutes there a few minutes more until asked to account. When everything was right they stood up and Puck went to the bathroom. Blaine and Sam would wait outside to resign and make na appointment for the next lunch.
They didn't noticed, but while they were walking to the door of restaurant a couple did the same on the outside. They were about to enter there. Blaine stood outside before Sam, as well as the boy from the outside came before this elegant woman. When she was finally enter felt the tall and blond man bump into her shoulder. She felt a small pain due to the natural strength of that strong arm on her shoulder, but it also felt as she had taken a shock. Then she began to gently massage her arm.
- Are you blind or what ? – She has turned her body and just spat out the words in a gross way. At that moment Sam looked her eyes with curiosity. He also felt the slight shock, but did not understand why.
- You should be less hurried. - Said after sustaining a little their look.
He saw her take a deep breeath and turn her face impatient. At the same time heard Blaine laughing about the situation pulling him away while he kept his eyes on that body full of curves.
- It seems that your aggressiveness didn't prevent your body to attract a look kinda of intense, Mercedes ... – Artie Said laughing while sat and looked at the two friends from outside the restaurant.
- What ?! – Mercedes asked indignant and followed his gaze. Found the eyes of Sam and saw that he was still looking. Took a breathe and once again turned her face with a little bit of angry. – Do the orders ! I'm going to the toilet and I hope that you have finished with the funny stuffe when I get back. – Said impatient and followed her way to the bathroom while his friend was trying to contain a laugh.
At the moment when Mercedes entered in the female room, Puck came from male. The boy made his way up to the friends and heard Blaine tell him the situation which they've just came to. They laughed and talked a little while longer before say goodbye
That's it for now !
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