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.


8. 8.

Tami's POV

I sat down in the hot room waiting for the rehearsal to resume. I loved watching his face as I told the story. It was awesome.
I chuckled to myself.
I hope he takes my advice and gets more into the dance. I brought my iPod touch so I could record the rehearsal and show everyone how they were doing.
Well, we will just have to see how everything goes.


After the rehearsal was over, I went outside to wait for my mom to pick me up. As I was sitting there, Johnny came up to me and said goodnight. Right as he was about to leave our friend, Matt, stopped him.
"So Johnny, I was wondering, because you are Mormon, does that mean you can, you know, have as many girls as you want?" He snickered and leaned toward him.
Johnny smiled politely but his mouth was tight as if the smile was forced. His eyes so happy a minute ago were filled with liquid annoyance.
"No...the practice of polygamy was put a stop to a long time ago. Unfortunately there are those who still feel entitled to having multiple wives but it is something I and no one in my church practices."
Matt just smiled and walked away muttering what a waste that was.
Johnny continued to stand there looking mad and eventually he sighed.
"Mormon?" I asked regaining his attention. "What is that?" I know that I had heard that before but I couldn't put a place to it.
He sighed again and stood in front of me. Now almost every one had left to the main parking lot, so it was just me and him.
Just how I like it.
"Mormonism is the predominant religious tradition of the LDS Church.This Church was founded by Joseph Smith in the 1820s. The Book of Mormon is known as another testament of Jesus Christ, namely, an account of His dealings with the ancient inhabitants of the American continent. We believe the Book of Mormon contains the fullness of the gospel of Christ, and reveals, clarifies, and upholds a number of doctrines and stories in the Bible. Families lie at the center of our Heavenly Father’s plan. We believe that children can be baptized at age 8 and that is the age of understanding." He took in a deep breath and smiled slightly. "Does this help you understand? It isn't everything, but there is so much we would be here all night if i tried to explain."
"Yes. It does. You see I love God with all my heart but the catholic church and I, well we haven't always gotten along. I use to get in fights with our Priests and it never ended well. I don't believe in some of the stuff the church says. It doesn't make sense. I want to learn about different religions before I actually settle with one forever." I sighed and closed my eyes.
"I know that this church is my forever church, I would never marry outside of this faith." He stopped smiling then and looked off into the distance.
I thought about that.
"There was a time when I was shrouded in darkness. I wanted to die." I looked down at the cut scars on my arms, "I attempted at least 8 times to end my own life. I felt no need to live any more. Life was pointless and so was living. But then I went to a NET retreat at my church. I didn't go willingly but I went all the same....That night I thought about trying again and this time I wouldn't fail..."
The wind picked up tossing my bangs over my eyes. I didn't look at Johnny. I didn't want to see his expression. "The NET group put on a skit. The skit was about a girl who was carrying her burdens and suffering on her shoulders. Jesus appeared and told her to give him her backpack. She refused. He said to her, 'Do you think you are the only one suffering? Do you think I can not help you?' She still refused to give her backpack up. He showed her other people's backpacks. Some of them had parents who were disgusted with them, others had no one and were social out cast. Then Jesus was put on the cross carrying these people's burdens with him."
I stood up and spread my arms out so they were level with the floor. I looked up at the stars and inhaled. I then looked at Johnny with my arms out, "The girl knelt at his feet and finally, finally gave him her backpack. He got down from the cross and told her that he would take care of her." My eyes filled with tears and with a shaky voice I whispered, "And I...I sat in the front row and wept. Wept for myself, wept for my mother and father. I could not stop weeping and the next day when they did the NET retreat again. I went and wept all over at the same skit."
I sat down then and wiped away the tears that had escaped. Johnny continued to stare at me with a blank expression. Just then my phone vibrated and I looked down and saw I had a new text.
To: Tami
From: Mommy
I'm on my way. Meet you in the front. 2 minutes.
I replied with and OK.
"Well I have to go." I picked up my bag and started walking to the front parking lot with a very thoughtful Johnny by my side.
We walked in silence for a moment then I looked over to see him smiling.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"Um...I'm sorry if I talked your ear off it's just something I want to learn more about...sorry..."
"It's OK. Hey I was wondering..." We stopped walking 2 feet from the curb, the school lights casting shadows on our faces. In the far distance I could make out my Mom's van and the night air was cool on our faces. "Would you like to come to church with me sometime? I think you would like it. It will answer your questions."
"Are you sure? I don't want to impose and I have a lot of questions..." I started.    
"You won't be. And I'm sure I can handle it. I'll let you know when. OK?"
"We'll then I will see you tomorrow." My mom pulled up right next to us at that moment and he started to walk away.
"Alright." I smiled walking towards the van. "See you tomorrow..."
And with that I got in the car and drove away leaving Johnny and that good bye to the wind.


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