Running Into Fate

The Skunk

I went into the house and figured it was time to cook something for lunch, you know since I was way to insecure to let Drew buy me lunch and eat with him. I wanted something light but fulfilling, so I tossed up a huge salad and threw apples bananas, kiwi, and a little bit of spinach in my nutribullet. That was my favorite meal to eat, it made my body feel so refreshed and clean.

As I sat down to eat I smelled an awful skunky smell coming from outside, but I lived on the 5th floor so I didn't understand how a skunk could be outside my balcony. It must of had a potent spray if I could smell it from the 5th floor. I just ignored it and tried to enjoy my meal, even if that was hard to do.

The rest of that evening consisted of me filling out thousands of work applications it felt like. I couldn't live in SOCAL if I was broke. I needed to go out and find a real job. I looked into alot of waitressing and bar tending jobs, but I was way to reserved and shy to be a people person. Not to mention I hardly ever drank in my life, let alone knew how to mix alcoholic beverages.

The night was winding down and coming to an end when all of a sudden I smelled that awful skunk like musty smell again coming from my bathroom vent. I knew Drew's apartment was directly beside mine and our vents were connected to each other. So being curious I figured I'd walk over to Drew's apartment to see if he knew what that horrid smell was. I walked up to the door and before I even had the chance to knock, Drew opened the door with a huge smile on his face and eyes that looked as though he had been sleep deprived for weeks.

"Are you okay? I smelt this awful skunk smell coming from my bathroom and wanted to come see if you knew what it was." I went on saying. Drew then bursted out into laughter. I didn't get what was so funny. Did I tell a joke that only he got? "You aren't used to the California kush smell yet are you? Don't worry you'll get used to it." Drew implied. "Kush ?! Like weed?!" I said in a snippy tone. "Yeah, please tell me that you've smoked before." He asked with a concerned look on his face. I didn't answer because I didn't want him to think I was an uptight girl that never did anything fun, but the truth was I had never seen pot before let alone smoked it" he smiled ear to ear "come in..." He insisted as he walked from in front of the door way to open the door fully so that I could come in.

I walked in. His house was full of odd interesting things, there were Buddha statues and paintings from the board walk hanging all over the apartment. "WELCOME TO MY HUMBLE OASIS." He yelled in a cute but sarcastic way. I sat down on the couch, when he sat right beside me "wanna smoke?"... "Uhhh I probably shouldn't." I said back to him anxiously. "How about we make a deal? You smoke with me and i'll sing to you. Fair enough?"

"Fair enough I guess, I suppose there's a first time for everything right?" WHAT WAS I SAYING? My mouth was talking before I had the chance to even think about the right thing to say, but he was already putting weed into a large glass vase like thing that had water in the bottom of it. It was to late to turn back now.

He then began to take a large "toke" as he called it.

"Your turn." He said. I could feel balls of sweat gathering in the palms of my hands as I put my mouth on the glass piece a took a huge deep breath.

Holy shit! I couldn't breathe, coughing uncontrollable I literally felt my eyes dilate to the size of dimes. We did it a few more times until I started feeling odd. "Just stay calm it will be over before you know it, if you feel like freaking out just grab my hand." He said.

At that point in time I thought about faking an anxiety attack just so I could hold his hand, but I didn't I stayed calm and asked "what about the song you are suppose to sing to me."

"Okay ill play one as long as you promise not to be too judgmental" he then grabbed his guitar a started singing a song he called "Something else".

I was completely awestruck and astonished, I had no words for how beautifully he sung along to the melody, how his hands stroke the guitar so smoothly without any mistake. It was so alluringly powerful, mysteriously attractive, almost seductive.

He looked up at me like the first time our eyes locked. Maybe it was my high convincing me that this was something more than just him showing me one of his songs. I felt as though he was singing personally to me. My heart was over whelmed with bliss, this human being was the most perfect creature I had ever laid my eyes on.

The music stopped then he looked at me with his passionate deep blue eyes, "How was that?"

In absolute confusion with how that song made me feel I started getting nervous. I replied with "It was great, I totally forgot that I still had dishes in the sink to finish. I have to go. I'm sorry rain check?" As I got up off his couch and dashed out of his apartment and through the hall back to my own.

Once I got back to my apartment I went straight to my room, I flopped myself on my bed and grabbed the nearest pillow putting it over top my head, I screamed as loud as I possibly could! Why do I feel like I am falling in love with a stranger?

I knew this kid for almost four days if that, yet he was literally taking over every thought in my brain. I was never the type of girl that let boys control my emotions, so why was I allowing a boy I didn't even know to consume my entire being? It was like he put me in a trance when I was near him.

"Well, if I did stand a chance then that chance is probably now ruined by my idiocy" I thought to myself as I closed my eyes and drifted into the only land that could temporally make me forget about the epic fuck up I had made that night.