I had just gotten out of the shower so turned on my music and danced around for a minute.
I hummed but stopped abruptly when I heard a knock on my ba door. Curiously I opened to door only to see a note.
Meet me behind the willow tree after dinner!
-LPI giggled and looked up at the bathroom door across mine. I walked over to my desk and grabbed a piece paper to jot down my reply.
Alright. What are we doing?
-SAI shoved it under Lucien's door, knocked, ran away, closed my door, and started to get dressed. I had finished putting on my clothes when a note slid under my door.
You'll have to wait and see.
-LPI smiled at the note.
I was about to throw it away but decided just to hide it in my desk drawer along with the other note. I just wanted to keep them for some reason.
We sat down and ate dinner a couple minutes later. Me and Lucien were looking at each other all throughout dinner. A couple times I tapped his foot with mine which he repeated on my foot.
After dinner I cleaned up the table and Lucien said he was really tired so he wanted to go to bed early. I finished cleaning, said good night to everyone, and snuck out my window.
I walked over to the willow tree and found Lucien sitting under it with a guitar and sketch book. I sat next to him and he jumped a little, frightened by my sudden presence.
"Did you know the others are terrified to go near your room once your sleepy." I bumped his shoulder and he chuckled a little bit.
He nodded, "After sharing a room with them for two years they know not waking a sleeping man."
"Ahh, yes." I nodded along. "All people should be terrified of the giant drooling man! Legends say he hits whoever dares wake him up with his mighty guitar and chokes them with guitar strings!" I say in my best spooky voice.
He laughed loudly. I sat there and smiled at the sound of his laugh. I wish he would laugh more. He has one of those laughs that makes your heart flutter. He deserves to be happy more.
His laughter died down and his dimples disappeared. I wanted to poke his dimples. Next time I promised myself.
He turned to me and held out his guitar. "Play something."
I took it but still looked at him, "How did you know I played?"
"I am your brother's best friend." He then cleared his throat. "He talked about how talented you are with a guitar."
"Ohhh, that makes sense." I sat there and thought for a moment then finally started to strum.
Lucien picked up his sketch book and drew while I played. He hummed along when he recognized what I was playing and looked up at me every once and a while.
The sun had vanished and lightning bugs were flying everywhere. Lucien stood up once it got to dark for him to see this paper anymore. He helped me up and carried his guitar as we walked back to the house.
I looked up at my bedroom window and sighed. I almost fell climbing out of it, now I had to get back up. I heard Lucien shuffle next to me. I looked over and he had his arms open.
"What are you doing?" I tilted my head.
He sighed like it was obvious, "I'm going to boost up."
"Boy! You can't lift my big butt!" I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow.
He scoffed, "Baby, I could lift three of you. Come on."
I walked over and he got down on one knee to lift me up. I grabbed the edge of the roof and shimmied up into my room. I slowly and gently fell onto my floor. I looked out my window and saw Lucien climbing into his window.
"Night!" I whispered.
He looked over and chuckled, "Good night, Samantha."
I went over to my bed and heard a small, quiet knock on my bathroom door. I looked over and saw a piece of paper laying there. I walked over and picked it up.
It was a detailed picture of me playing his guitar. I looked as if it was taken with camera. I flipped it over and written on the back was a message.
Thank you for being my model.
-LPI smiled, put it with the other notes, laid down, and fell asleep with the thought of Lucien's drawing in my mind. He was finally warming up to me.
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