The Painter & The Pianist

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CHAPTER TEN

The night of the Junior Prom had come. The sky was clear, with only a few clouds off in the distance. Monserrat found himself outside the door of the Basch's house, which was small, but still loomed around all the other houses on the block. Monserrat's navy blue suit glistened underneath the dim street-lights as he exited his car and moved towards the house. Before he got to knock on the door, it opened before him, revealing a quite handsome looking Amadeus who stood in the mahogany doorway.

He adjusted his boutonniere nervously as he took the other boy in. His black tuxedo contrasted against a white dress shirt, perfectly shined shoes and he wore a sparkly gold bow tie which shimmered at Monserrat each time he looked at it. Monserrat grinned before he hugged Amadeus.

Amadeus sucked in a breath and smiled before he kissed Monserrat's cheek. Immediately afterward, he blushed, as expected, and pulled away bashfully. "Are you ready, Amadeus?" Monserrat asked, and his voice shook with excitement.

He nodded. "Of course I am. I can't wait for you to see my dance moves, let me tell you..." Amadeus chuckled before he closed the door behind him. Monserrat laughed. As they walked to the car, Amadeus stopped to look at the faint light which came from the moon. "It's going to be a nice night, Monserrat. I can feel it."

After several embarrassing jokes and a few angry drivers later, the two of them arrived at the building. It was lit up with strobe lights and a measly carpet lined all the way to the entrance. They walked through the doors and Monserrat was engulfed in the lights which shone throughout the room. Amadeus gasped. "Wow, they really outdid themselves this year."

Monserrat nodded in agreement. "It does look nice in here." Amadeus turned to Monserrat before he intertwined each of their fingers. "Let's dance." Amadeus pulled Monserrat close to him and they began to dance. The music slowed down after a couple of songs, and the disco ball littered small streams of light everywhere. Monserrat's nervous hands finally eased into calmness and he gently placed them on the small of Amadeus' back, which brought them even closer.

Amadeus laughed, before they began to spin around the room, almost as if they were waltzing across a starry sky. Colors reflected in hundreds of directions and Amadeus thought it was quite magical. Soon, after a couple more songs, the two became tired and out of breath. Amadeus pulled away slightly before he glanced at the doors. "You want some fresh air?" he asked as he offered an open hand to Monserrat.

"Sure, that sounds nice," Monserrat replied with a smile as he took his hand. Monserrat and Amadeus exited the venue, and out into the night.

There were several more clouds now, which covered the moon, making the sky look even darker and made the stars more visible. They were gray and dull, and getting cold. Amadeus could smell the fragrance of rain and smiled to himself. "I like this, it isn't too bad," Monserrat said as he tilted his head back a little to feel the breeze. A single drop of water splashed onto his face and he opened his eyes. It soon began to rain.

It began to sprinkle lightly, then faster drops began to fall. Amadeus burst into laughter and outstretched his arms to the sky. Monserrat looked at him in awe. He got a boost of confidence and pulled Amadeus into his arms. They began to laugh and dance in the rain. "We should go inside," Amadeus said, but he was still standing in it and his clothes became more soaked by the second.

"Maybe we should, but this is good too. Come here," Monserrat said his voice almost a whisper. Amadeus moved toward him, and adrenaline rushed through him; which ignited his body almost entirely. Amadeus held Monserrat's face in his hands, and Monserrat leaned down for a kiss. I could live in this moment forever, Amadeus thought. It was just the two of them, and that was all he needed.