Tomorrow Couldn't Come Any Faster

Chapter 3

We're still at his house, sitting on the couch. Then, we start to small talk about music. He's really talented, he can play the base, the guitar, the piano, and he could sing. Oh god, how I would like him to sing to me. That'll never happen, though. Maybe. I hope. "What talents do you have, Juliette?" He says my name so sweet, and he has those puppy dog eyes staring at me like a little kid. "Well, I can draw, and I can do a split." He looks saddened. "That's it? I'm sure you can do more!" "Ok. I know how to sing, also. But that's it." He smiles a wide teethey smile and its so cute. I can only imagine what he's going to ask me. "Please Juliette, sing for me. I want to see how good you are." I knew he was going to ask that. Well, people tell me that I'm good at singing, so maybe I could impress him. "What should I sing?" We scratches his head as if he's thinking. "I know! Sing Unchained Melody... That song is beautiful," Wow! He has a great taste in music, I love that song. I attempt to clear my voice, and start to sing. "Oh, my love, my darling," I continue to sing and he drops his mouth for a second, so I stop. "Am I that bad?!" He keeps staring at me with those amazing hazel eyes, and finally spits out some words. "That... Was the most amazing voice I've ever heard. You're like an angel, Juliette, you really are." I smile and look down, starting to blush. He puts his hand on my chin and makes me look up at him. He's staring into my soul, and boy do I want to lean in and kiss him. "I know we're going to be best friends." Wow. I just got friend zoned.AGAIN. He gets up and says, "Its dinner time! Shall we walk to your house?" "Ok," I say, and we walk out locking arms.
We walk in my door, and my dad is there. "Well young man, you must be the cute Paul McCartney my little Julie was talking about?" Paul laughs at me, and I start to blush. "Yeah dad. Thanks. A lot." Paul shakes my dad's hand and says "Nice to meet you mister..." "Palmer," my dad says, finishing Paul's sentence. My dad gestures us to sit at the old chevron clothed table and we do so. Paul pulls out the chair for me, and I sit. Geez he is such a handsome gentlemen! He sits in the chair next to me, and my dad sets roast beef on the table, with mashed potatoes. "Wow! I love roast beef! It's my favorite!" Paul says, rubbing his hands together like a little greedy child. He licks his lips, and it is so hot. My dad has conversations with Paul as dinner goes on, it seems my dad likes him. Good. At least he's not telling Paul about my embarrassing moments. Today has been a really good day!
Dinner is over, and Paul is helping my dad with the dishes, what a cutie. I come over and dry the dishes that Paul cleans. Paul and my dad are whispering. Oh, god. All of a sudden both of them start to splash me with water! I start to whip my rag at them, and we are all having fun. Once we attempt to get dried off, I walk Paul to the door. "See you later" I say, and he replies with " oh, I should give you my telli number" I smile. Is he gonna call me? Oh my. He's so charming. He takes out a pen from his pocket and takes my hand. His hands are so soft. He turns to my palm and writes down his telli number. "Call me sometime" he says and winks at me. I think I like him, a lot. His wink is electrifying. He walks away, and I turn back inside.
"Julie, come here. Can I talk to you?" Says daddy. It's probably gonna be about Paul. I go over to him and sit on the plaid couch. "Remember when I said that I have a surprise for you tonight?" That's right! How could I forget? Oh well... "Yes, I do!" So what, I fibbed a bit. He takes out a box from his pocket and hands it to me. I open it, and it's a beautiful silver necklace with an aquamarine stone. "It was your mothers, and I needed to give it to you at the right time. She was wearing it when I met her freshman year, and now that you're in high school, you deserve it." I smile, while tears start to come down from my eyes in happiness. Me and me mom have the same birthday, so we have the same birthstone. March 18th. I miss momma so much. Two years, momma was diagnosed with brain cancer, and last year she passed. Dad hugs me. "Thank you so much daddy" and I walk upstairs to my room to put it on. It's so beautiful, just like me momma. I lay down in my bed, thinking of the amazing things that happened today.