Allison's Point Of View:
"He's so typical."My best girl friend,
Amy groans."He seems that way,But I've always told you,Don't judge a book by its cover,Ames."I remind her.
"What's your deal with him anyways,
Why do you despise him so much?"I ask.I had to admit,It had peeked my curiousity a little bit.Nobody knew him very well,Except for himself.He can be quite rude to to my crowd at times,But it's only in front of his crew.
I wil admit that frustrates me.No matter how nice he could be,I don't like 2 faces.Otherwise known as a liar.
Therefore,I'm not exactly Damion's biggest fan at all.
"I should get back to work,Amy."I tell her as I snap back to reality.I was in my mother's store,In the Rivervally mall,Which was the only one my town of Lancaster,Ohio had.She groans.
"You'd better come over after work then,Ali."She threatens.I smile."I will."
"Excuse me?"I hear a familiar voice ask.My jaw drops In disgust,little did he know it was out of digust.He probably just thought I was suprised he was talking to me,Like any desperate girl in our school would."What do You need Damion?"I ask annoyed.I just wanted to get him out of here.He rolls his eyes."Look,I'm not thrilled to be talking to you either, But I need help."He admits."You need My help?"I ask surprised.He nods.
"What would you need my help for?"I ask slightly angrily."Calm your tone.
Do you not know what this store sells?
I figured you would,Your mom owns it
doesn't she?"I roll my eyes."Why would you have any interest in music."
I demand to know."It's a secret.I can't tell anybody.I've always loved music,
Allison.I need a guitar.My parents think my music is a waste of time,So if I could Achive my dream,I could prove them wrong."He states to me."What kind of guitar?"I ask,Like I would any other normal customer."Acoustic."He replies quickly.I grab an acoustic off of
the middle shelf of guitars and hand it to him."Is this okay?"I ask him with the smile employees are required to answer."Yeah,perfect!"He shouts before laying all of his money on the counter."Damion,You forgot your change!"I shout after him."Umm ,I'll come back to get it later,Thanks Allison!"I couldn't help but smile.
Maybe underneath all of his rudeness there's a nice guy who really likes music.I am making it my mission as of now to find out why he hides it.
I don't know how I'll talk to him,So I hope he comes back into the store later.I was getting the truth out of him if it killed me.
Damion's Point Of View:
It killed me to be so rude to her,She was so nice to everyone,And you know how they say give respect to get it in return?I just can't.Nobody can know of my secret love for music,It's not the kind of thing the guys I hang around do.We focus strictly on sports,All year around.Football,Basketball,Baseball,
And I knew coach would kick me off of the team if he found out my dream.
I've been saving pennies up since I was little,As soon as I decided I wanted to play music,Because I'd always loved it.
My parents didn't like that I loved it.
They wanted me to go into the family buisness,And over my dead body was I doing that.It was humiliating.
I run back into the store after Summer Football practice."Allison?"I call.Shit,
She could be asleep.."Who's there?"I hear a voice call from up the stairs.
"It's Damion."I hear her footsteps come lightly trotting down the stairs.
"Damion!"She says with a smile.I smile back.This is what I meant.I'm a jerk to her and she is so nice to me and everyone else."Can I talk to you?"I ask.
She nods while covering her stomach with her arms.I wish she wouldn't do that.She was perfect sized.
"I'm sorry I was so rude and rushed out of here earlier,Allison."I admit to her sheepishly."You were kind of a jerk,Damion.Is their any reason for that?"She asks calmly.I nod."Can I trust you not to tell,Ali?"She smiles.
"Of course.I can keep a secret."I smile.
"Have you ever been afraid to conquer a fear?"I ask her a bit ashamed.She nods."I write music,But I'm to afraid to sing in front of people."She admits.
This was understandable.It seemed like she was a little timid."Well,I love music.I've always loved it.My dream is to preform at Maddison Square Garden one day.But,I'm to afraid to tell the guys.I'd be made fun of for sure."I admit to her."Don't worry about what they think of you.I think that's an amazing dream to have,And I wish I could be as brave as you."She says with a smile."I'm not brave.I can't write music very well,As much as I love to sing it,And I'm being a baby for not being able to just come out and say it to my so called friends."I admit to her."Damion,What do you like more?
Music?Or Sports?"She asks me.I run my fingers through my hair."Music,It's Definate.""Well then you should just quit sports,And start doing what you and only you dream of doing."She admits to me.I smile.She was to nice for me to even be in the same room with."Here,Didn't you say you weren't good with lyrics?"She asks me.I nod,An embarassed look on my face.
She smiles."Don't be embarassed,Come upstairs,I'll help you write a song."She says before leading me up the stairs in the store.
