New Girl, and Mystery Boy

Hello, mystery boy

I've been living here in Portland for a couple of weeks now, mystery boy and I have our daily chats through our windows. I've learned so much, yet so little about him. I know what some of his favorite things to do are, but I don't know his name or really much else about him. I've told him plenty about me. He knows about my childhood, where I'm from, my family, he of course knows my name....I want to get to know him more.

We decided in one of our talks last night, that we were going to hang out today. Go for ice cream and maybe hang out at the park for a little. The only rules were, that I had to bring my art supplies, and he had to bring his guitar. I was walking towards our meet up spot, when I saw him leaning against a tree. I walked up beside him, "Hello, mystery boy.." He jumped slightly and then smiled at me, "Hello, new girl." I blushed slightly and smiled back at him. "Shall we?" he asks, holding his arm out like a gentleman.  "We shall" I say, looping my arm in his.

We order our ice cream. Him, a butter pecan cup. Me, a strawberry cone. We headed to the park and made small talk along the way. Mystery boy chose a spot right under a big tree in the park to sit. We stayed there, laughing and talking to one another for hours. Then I just had to ask, "Mystery boy, why did you make me bring my art supplies?"  "Well why did you make me bring my guitar?" he smirked.  I smirked and got out my sketchbook and flipped to a new page. "Well if you won't tell me..." I started drawing a quick sketch of a couple sitting on a bench across from us. He pulled out his guitar and notebook and started working on something. Growing curious, I tried to lean over and see what he was working on. He pulled the notebook closer to himself, "No peeking, it's a surprise." I started to get a little tired so I rested my head back against the tree. I don't remember much after that, except that my body shifted at some point after I fell asleep and when I woke up, I was back home....weird.