Chapter 3 ~

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Leon ~

I woke up to a sound of a piano melody when I sat up it wasn't a dream I walked downstairs where I saw Violetta playing on the keyboard my mom bought when I was twelve, I kept it by the wall, where I haven't played it in a while since I've learned guitar. 

Leon: *Comes behind* Wow that's beautiful.

Violetta: *Stops playing* Oh, Leon, you scared me, I'm sorry it's just I saw the keyboard and I just couldn't but play my melody, I'm sorry if I overstepped.

Leon: *Calms her* It's fine, Violetta, your welcome to play it, I used to play it but since I've learned guitar, I don't really use the keyboard much, so play it when you want. 

Violetta: *Sighs* Okay, when did you get this keyboard? It's beautiful.

Leon: It's a special one, my mom got it for me when I was twelve it was kind of the only gift, she ever really gave me, before she and my dad moved to Mexico.

Violetta: Oh, I'm sorry, I know it's none of my business.

Leon: *Changes the subject* Have you had breakfast?

Violetta: Uh, no, I kind of just got up to play my new melody on your keyboard.

Leon: Well, how about we go out for breakfast.  

Violetta: Sure, I'll just go up and get dressed.

Leon: I need to get changed too, so the last one to meet downstairs must order breakfast.

Violetta: Oh, you are so going to lose.

We both went upstairs, and I went into my room while she went into hers as were getting dressed, I made it downstairs, last to let her win as I was being nice.

when I walked downstairs, she was standing in a flowery dress and grey boots, with her pink bag holding a pink denim jacket in her arms folded.

Violetta: You are a sore loser, Leon Vargas

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Violetta: You are a sore loser, Leon Vargas.

Leon: *Acts* Damn, I was so sure I was going to beat you.

Violetta: *Catches on* Wait, you let me win, didn't you?

Leon: *Acts* What, no? 

Violetta: Leon!!! You let me win, you were already ready, why didn't you come downstairs before me.

Leon: Shh, let's just go.

Violetta: Fine, but we are discussing this, Leon.

We got into the car and went to the Café near the park, when we arrived at the Café I opened the door for her, we went to sit at a table as I pulled the chair out for her, she was still going on about me letting her win.

Violetta: I can't believe you lost on purpose.

Leon: Look, I was just being nice, now just leave it I'll order even if you lost, I still would've ordered.

Violetta: That's not the point, Leon.

Leon: Violetta, calm down.

As she looked at me, we looked down at the menus deciding what to have, as we were deciding we could hear a tray fall when we looked up, they were gone.

Violetta: That was lucky, what are you having?

Leon: Uh, I'm not sure, What about you?

Violetta: I might have poached egg on toast with some juice, I'm going to the restroom while you're deciding.

Leon: Okay.

As Violetta went to the restroom, I ordered our breakfast by the time she came back, she looked at me as I couldn't stop looking at her.

Violetta: *Takes off her jacket* What? Leon? Earth to Leon?

Leon: *Snaps out of his thoughts* Nothing, it's just your beautiful.

After some time, our breakfast came, as we were eating and talking, Violetta started choking, I was trying to get her to drink but she wouldn't, so I went around to her and rubbed her back to help her.

Leon: *Rubbing Violetta's back* Breathe, Violetta, *Sits on his legs* Here drink some water.

As she was about to choke back up, I moved from her as she spat it on the floor luckily, I moved where that would've been on my jeans.

Leon: Better?

Violetta: Better, that was dry it got stuck in my throat.

Leon: Let's just say you had me worried there.

Violetta: Well, I can't eat anymore.

Leon: We'll get the check then, and we can go for a walk if you want to?

Violetta: Well, it is Saturday we don't have the Studio, so sure I wouldn't mind a walk.

I paid the bill and we walked around the park for a bit while talking as we walked back to the car, Violetta still wanted to know why I let her win.

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