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:Dreamy Romance 4:.
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I walk over shyly towards the open seat. Having no idea what's going to
happen next. I sit down on the soft chair, keeping my hands close to my
sides. I notice that there are empty music sheets scattered around the
floor. The barely noticeable notes are smudge from being erased. You
could tell that the person who wrote them was getting frustrated by his
own thoughts. Could they be his? Caleb sets his guitar next to a black
guitar case that had his name stitched on it, in thick white stitches. He
walks back to me and sits down on the stool right next to me. Staring at
me, with a blank expression printed on his face.
"I've been waiting for you." Caleb says in a soft tone, breaking the
silence.
"H-huh!?" I say, starling me and my heart.
"I mean, I knew that you would want to come and talk things out. You
seemed kinda upset. And you also seemed like someone who wasn't...you know...exactly...open." He hesitated. Felling embarrassed about the words
slipping through his lips. I'm glad that he didn't think I was gross or even
worse.
"I guess you can say that I'm not. I had a bad experience once a long
time ago." I hesitated with my words. I am scared to tell my problems
with someone I just met. But Maggie is right, I can't keep being afraid.
"Yeah. We all go through something like that. Having messed up childhoods
and all. Some worse than others." Caleb sighs loudly and scratches the
back of his head. He looked annoyed just by thinking about it. What exactly
does he mean by that?
"So," he continued,"what happened with your ex-boyfriend? You mentioned
him earlier." I look at him at surprised even for asking.
"What?" He looks back surprised also. "I might not look like it, but I do make
a good listener. So don't afraid to tell me anything." Caleb gives out a small
chuckle. Combined with a gentle smile. My heart starts fluttering and I can
feel my face heat up.
"Where should I start?" I begin my story from the begging. When I first met
Jacob and how he made me fell head-over-heels for him. Up to the part
where I caught him in bed with someone else. A girl as a matter of fact. And
how I felt like shit since then. I mention how he has been begging for me to
come back to him even though I have been ignoring his calls and texts. The
conversation ends with me being irritated. But I know that letting it all out is
probably a good thing.
"Wow!" Caleb exclaims in shock after I finished. "What a jerk. If I were you, I
would have erased him completely out of my life. Why not delete his contact
on your phone?"
I look down to my lap, avoiding eye contact. Knowing fully well that what
I'm thinking is completely idiotic.
"It's hard, you know? To let go. Jacob was the first one I ever loved. I just
don't know how to deal with stuff like this." The words taste like vomit
coming out of my mouth.
"I guess I can semi-know how you feel." Caleb exhales deeply looking
around the room, trying to think of something else to say. Suddenly
getting awkward.
"Oh!," I exclaim, remember something important. I lend my hand out
towards Caleb, feeling determined.
"My name is Cody by the way." Giving him a bright smile. Caleb stares at
my hand, realizing that I haven't even introduced myself. He suddenly
starts laughing and puts out his right hand to accept my offer of a hand
shake. I could feel the mood lighten up more.
"Caleb." He responds.
All of a sudden, an unexpected breeze comes through an open window,
blowing the music sheets around the ground below our feet. I got down
on my knees to try and pick up some of them. I look at them closely to
notice that the half erased notes looked like they would be made for an
electric guitar.
"Are these yours?" I ask, looking over to Caleb, who is also on his knees
picking up papers.
"Yeah. There just some ideas that I came up with. None of them are really
that good anyway."
"What?" I blurt out. "I think you're really good. I was listening to you before
and I really liked the melody you were playing. I think you would be great in
a band." I can feel the embarrassment consuming me.
"Ha ha, thanks." Caleb rustles through my black hair. I quickly notice that
his expression was sad yet thankful.
"Actually, I'm in a band back home. We call ourselves The Dissapearing
Secrets. We play rock music most of the time. I'm their only guitarist so
I spend a lot of times at practice. But lately I been having trouble
concentrating and coming up with new music. So I came here to clear my
mind."
I can't help but smile. It made me happy that Caleb is able to talk to me
about this kind of stuff.
"What about you? Why are you here at Camp Dreaming?"
"Well this is my second year here and I focus on the art program here.
I love drawing. It is my life. I hope to become an artist one day. Although
I like coming here to get away from daily life and away from my family."
"Are your parents ok with you being...you know." He had a worried look
across his face. "S-sorry, you don't have to answer if you don't want to."
"No. It's ok. My parents are ok with me being gay. They were really
worried about me when me and Jacob broke up. They actually started
to get annoying about it."
Caleb just responds by laying down on the wood floor. On top of all the
scattered music sheets. He gives out a huge stretch and moans as he
releases some stress that his muscles were building up.
"You're a pretty cool guy, Cody. I think we could become really good
friends."
Caleb gives me the warmest and biggest smile he has shown me yet. My
heart starts thumping harder and the heat is going to my head. What
the hell has been happening to me? The only other person that I have
acted this way towards someone was Jacob. Don't tell me that I'm
starting to fall for Caleb?
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