A Writer's Love

    " Was that boy which Claire cried off "  Adson ask at the other line.
 
   " yah. But what happened at the both of them is not your
business  "  I scoffed.

    " I know. " he answered gruffly.
" By the way.  Mom ask if you are going home on our grandparents vow renewal. "

   I didnt answered.  I know they will be glad to see me there , but I dont think if Im ready to go home.  The last time I know, I left N.C for good and to forget something. And spending my time doing part time job at a Press company and writing story is a big help to forget.  But if someone speaks about my hometown its like I'm having that fresh wound again.

    " Ave'y! Are you in there? "

   " uhh.  Yeah. I'll think about it "  I answered. Taking a bite at the cornchip.  After a while , someone knock at the door.  " Hang on Ad. "  I said , placing the phone at table.  I hear Adson said  " okay ".  I made my way towards the front door and opened it.
   A man in his black tight jeans , white shirt paired with blue coat and the same chestnut messy hair and Enticing Gray Eye.  His eyes play like winking, looking up through his lashes then straightly at me.

    " Jacey Simons?  What brings you here ? "  I asked.  Lifting my Brows up.

He put his hands on his pocket and took something.  A small scarlet box.  " Uhh..  Rosie told me to give this to you " . He said and gave me the box.

  I looked at him first before opening it.  Sitting in the center of the box was a silver necklace with a tiny silver pen , looks like the one which William Shakespeare used.

    " Really? Its so beautiful! " I exclaimed.
   " Honestly , its not really from Rosie "  he said as he shyly looked away. " Its from me , I saw it yesterday while on my way home. And I remember you loved writing so... "

   " What is this for? "  I snap.
   " Just consider it as a Gift from a friend ? " he said.

   Well mom said its bad to refuse if someone gave you a gift , because it is a rare event in your life that someone remembers to give you a gift even its not your birthday. And its so rarest that you'll recieved a gift from someone you just met yesterday.

    " Thank you for this , I liked it "  i said and smiled at him.  " Do you want to come inside ? "

  " Actually, I want too.  But I'm in a hurry.  So I'll see you again? " He said.
  I looked at him and saw his gray eyes lit up.  And those words coming out from his mouth  almost make my heart pondered.  The first thing that occur in my head was to laugh but there's no such funny thing on what he had said.

    "  I'm going to see you again? " I asked out of the wind.

  " Yeah? " he said

I smiled slowly,  still confuse. But I didn't want him thinking that  I was really looking forward seeing him again ,  but of course Im seeing him again. Hes just at the house next to mine.

  " Of Course "  I replied and gave him a tight lip smile.

  Seconds later , I watch Jacey's car leaving. I shrugg and went back inside the house.

    " omigod! " I exclaimed , remembering that I left Adson hanging at the phone.  I quickly reach for it at the table and saw that he already ended the call..

   I placed my phone down and stare at the silver tiny pen pendant.  I know I have a lot of necklaces and most them are already kept out at my jewel chest. But I've never have one like this all my life , and its something special.  Thanks to the person I just met yesterday.

  I took it from the box and wear it around my  neck. I straightened the necklace and look at the pendant , the chain was almost invisible.  I wonder where did he bought it and how much does it cost.  And most of all , how many girls recieved a necklace from him?. Why am I thinking about that anyway.   Its just a gift from a friend , thats all.