🖤⚡️They Met In A Record Shop⚡️🖤

Chapter 3: In which they have a boring day at school.

(Marigold's Perspective)

The day dragged on; nothing memorable happened. Allison and I of course talked some more, but nothing that eventful or notable happened.
When I got home I watched some more amazing BoJack Horseman to help make the boring homework a little less dreadful.
Then I turned off the TV and went over to my record player, and the case that I keep my albums in.
I began to flip through the albums, not really even knowing what I was looking for.
I took Bossanova out of the case the moment my eyes met the red planet on the cover.
I took it out of the case, and placed it in the record player, which I then turned on and placed the needle on the disc.
I began to listen to the music play as I sat back down on my bed.
I then took my sketchbook and pencil case out of my backpack, and opened the sketchbook to a blank page.
I drew Allison's name in pretty block letters and drew flowers and hearts and planets and mushrooms and stars all around the small paper.
I then traced everything in pen and erased the pencil marks.
I colored in the lines.
Purple, black, red, gold, green, blue...
By the time I had run out of ideas, the drawing was looking beautiful.
But I felt as if I owed her so much more than beautiful.
Because that's what she was.
Then suddenly the song Allison began to play.
My heart skipped a beat.
Then I smiled.
I got up, carrying my drawing over to my desk.
I placed the paper on the desk face-down.
I got my tape and began to carefully place tape donuts in the corners of the paper.
I then found a blank space on the wall that hadn't already been taken up by a drawing or a poster, and I hung up the drawing.
I smiled at it.
I wondered what Allison was doing right now.
If she was watching one of the shows or movies that I had recommended to her.
If she was thinking of me at all, and what she was thinking if the answer was yes.
Once I had finished listening to the album I decided to watch another one of her recommendations.
I looked through the list and decided on The Phantom of the Opera.
I searched online for the movie, which was the 2004 one, and so I rented it on YouTube and began to watch.
I was intrigued from the first second, and as I watched I was inspired by the music and the Victorian style and the costumes and, well... everything, really!
It was a really inspiring movie.
The soundtrack was phenomenal.
I wanted to tell Allison that I had watched it, but I couldn't. Not until tomorrow. Because I'm too scared to ask for her number.
But I knew that me watching it would be the first thing I tell her tomorrow.
I continued my day, nothing else remotely interesting or unique happened, and before I knew it, it was 11 o'clock at night, my pajamas were on, and I was in my bed trying to get to sleep.