As I said, it's a gorgeus day of April.
A new music store open in The Square, that has got crazy T-shirts with bands and quotes, new albums and lots of news and gossips from the music industry.
I didn't actually know where the shop is. I was looking at all the signs and shop names, which was very helpful, considering the fact that I didn't even know the shop's name, so I walked a little further.
I was looking from side to side, looking like a lost turist in my hometown. In front of a store I saw a guy, a brunette one, sitting on a chair, smoking his cigarette with a dose of sharm. When he saw me he smiled, friendly. Maybe too friendly. I smiled back, and then i kept walking, until I realised I walked too much. I turned around on my heels and walked walked walked.
I made it again to the place where there was that smoking guy, and I saw same pictures with teens and guitars in the shop's window. I said to myself: "Oh, that makes sense.." . The brunette one was still smiling, and said "Hi" to me. I "hi"ed him back, and then i entered the store.
Now I believe that heaven is a place on Earth. There were guitars with pictures and signatures hanged on the wall all over the place, lost of albums stands and some video projectors who were sharing on walls the newest music news. I entered in my own world, and checked out the newest Kings on Leon album, then some Pantera, Metallica and Foster the People. I was so excited that I found my favorite album from Pantera, Cowboys from hell . I was humming some songs when I felt a hand on my back.
"Can I help you?" the mysterious guy asked. "I see you have some incredibly good tastes in music for a girl". He was looking deep in my eyes, with his beautiful blue eyes.
"Actually, yes. Do you have the newest Foster the People album?" I asked him supporting his eyes.
He didn't answer. He was just staring at me.
"Hello??? Earth to you?"
"Oh, sorry. I got lost in your eyes. What were you saying?"
I rolled my eyes. "Do you have the newest Foster the People CD?"
He stayed a little bit thinking and then he replyed: "Oh, yes, sure I do. It's in the back of the store. Follow me."
I walked with him, even if he had some playful eyes, and a smirk full of meaning..
"Here they are" said him while I was in a purple room full of CDs. It was such a cool place. There were some disks who were hanging from the ceiling. It was like music was from the infinite. I was capitvated by the ambience. Then I realised that my cute seller had locked me in that room. I ran to the door and started knocking like a freak in the huge black door.
"Come on!! Seriously? You locked me in here? What kind of sorcery is this? You can't do this to me." I said yelling, not sure if anyone was listening.
"Why not, cutie?" he asked me rhetorical.
"Because it's just not right. Let me go!"
"If you want to let you out, you have to promise you'll go on a date with me."
"Jesus, no! Now open that fuckin' door."
"No? But why, lovely one? You want to spend the rest of your life with CDs?".
God, this boys was messing with my nerves.
"Maybe I would've go with you if you hadn't locked me in here. I don't even know your name. And how do you imagine I would go on a date with a guy I just met and he already locked me in. Then what? On our first date you'll lock me in a train and send me to China?"
"Vladimir. My name's Vladimir. But you cand call me Vlad." he aswered. "And your name is...?"
"I'm Lana. Great, you'll send me to Russia then."
"Maybe I will, but don't worry, I'll come with you to make sure you're ok . I'm the protective type."
"I can take care of myself, Vladimir. Now would you pleeaaase open the door."
"Nope" he said. "I won't until you promise you'll go out with me."
I wasn't going to back down. I was going to play hard to get. Vladimir can't have me. Not like his.
I decided to shut up and explore that room, but I couldn't concentrate. I was too pissed by the fact that I was closed in a room by a russian.
After a few minutes, Vlad opened the door. I pushed him away and left.
"Hey Lana! Come back sometime, I would like to see you again. You said we'll go to Russia together." yelled him after me.
Yeah, right. That sounded like a pink unicorn.
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