Ivory Keys

He took one more step towards me and my hands were touching his chest. I looked down at them in surprise and quickly tried to put them down, but he grabbed my hands in his and kept them on his chest. I looked back up at him and he was just staring at me.

Is he going to...to kiss me? In the rain? How cliche.

I looked at his lips and then to his eyes. The rain was soaking us to the skin and he still hasn't removed his hands from mine.

He sighed and brought his face close to mine. I closed my eyes and felt his forehead touch mine. My eyes opened slowly and I started to pull away. His hands gripped mine tighter and he pulled me closer til our bodies were touching. He released my hands and wrapped his arms around my waist. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck.

He gently put his head into the crook of my neck and sighed again.

"Tami...I...umm...I think..." He pulled away, without removing his hands, and I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him away gently.


3. 3.

Johnny's POV

It's extremely nerve-wracking to have the girl you like sitting at your feet listening to you play. But somehow I get through it.
"Johnny?" Tami says.
As I turn to look at where she is sitting, I realize that she isn't sitting there any more but is standing behind me. I jump and look into her eyes.
"Can I try? To play?" She looks towards the piano with longing.
"Sure." I jump up and let her sit down. She laughs and looks up at me.
"You can sit down I promise I don't bite...hard." She laughs again at me and gestures to sit down on the bench next to her. She waits until I am seated and begins to play. She doesn't know how to use both of her hands to play and is just randomly selecting notes.
"Uh..." I bite my lip as she turns toward me.
"Would you like to play for me again?" She asks laughing at my martyred expression. She starts to get up but I grab her by the wrist.
"You don't need to leave. There is enough room for two on here." She looks down at my hand and smiles slightly.
"I wouldn't want to be a bother if you can't reach the other keys."
"You won't be..."
She sits back down and watches me play. All of a sudden she reaches for my hand and I freeze. She places her hand over mine and mimics the way my hand is placed on the piano. She lightly presses down and the chord rings out on the walls. She laughs and pulls her hand back.
I had forgotten how to breathe. She looks up at me and holds my gaze. Her lips part as if she wanted to say something and then she looks down to my lips and back up to my eyes. She leans forward and my heart is hammering away. Then she stands up and walks to the door.
Tami lets her in and they begin to talk. I sigh and begin playing again. It seemed like forever but only 10 minutes had gone by. This is how it always is at lunch. We always get 10 minutes then someone comes along and ruins whatever moment we were having.
The time flies and soon enough the bell rings. Bianca leaves the room and Tami and I are putting our things away.
"Will you be here after school?" She asks not looking up from her bag.
"Maybe...My mom wants me to start getting home earlier." I don't want to go home but I can't go against my mom.
Tami nods and says with a smile, "OK, Maybe tomorrow." She starts to walk out the door. I put on my backpack and follow her.
"What class do you have next?" She asks.
"Ugh, Mr. H. He isn't a bad teacher he just doesn't like anyone in choir, band, or theater. And since I am the only one in his class that is...lets just say he hates me." I sigh. Mr. H. is a mean man. But you get use to him. Plus he's Retiring this year.
"Oh that sucks. I'm sorry." She looks up and gives out a little shriek. As she does this she throws her hood over her head and clings on to my jacket.
"What? What's wrong?" I ask looking for the threat.
"Seagulls," She whispered.
And then I was laughing at her and could barely see her through the tears in my eyes.
"Your scared...aha...of seagulls!" I looked down at her and she was blushing.
"No I'm not scared of seagulls...I'm scared of getting pooped on by seagulls. Last year one of my friends got pooped on a lot. Yesterday morning I was walking to first period and a seagull came and pooped a bomb from the sky while flying right in front of me." She huffed.
"So what it's just poop." I smiled.
"I bet anything you would not be saying, 'Its just poop' If it landed in your hair!"
I thought about this and smiled again.
"OK fine. You win. Let's go."


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