Chapter 5

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I stared at him. He was good looking. I snapped back to reality and kept writing in my note book. I got up and started walking towards the door. I hit my head. "Ow!" I totally forgot about that. I turned and glared at him. He gets up and I quickly turn away. "Would you please?" I say. I then felt his presence behind me. He touched the door handle and it opened. Wow okay. Security purposes huh? I quickly shoot him a smile and head to the living room. He came back a couple minutes later with only sweats on. I sigh.
"My eyes are up here!!" He said. I laugh. "I was staring off into space.I need you to please work with me".I say. "I said I was going to answer all your dumb questions after my bath, didn't I?" he rolled his eyes. "First stop with all the teasing and all the smirking. It's kinda creepy." I say and sit on the couch. "Are you telling me what to do in my house?" He asks while walking towards me. I gulped. He looked all red and scary actually. Like an angry gorilla if you asked me. "N-Not a-at a-a-all." I say. He sits on the couch next to me. "So tell me, your a musician ya?" I ask. He looks at me like I'm stupid. "Did you not hear multi platnium recording artist everytime they introduced me?" He says. I sigh. "Okay I guess I should turn this to four year old talk. Tell me about your music." I tell him. He smiles and his eyes light up. "My music is the one thing nobody can ever take away from me. It gives me the strength I need to continue everyday. Music is my life. Everytime I write a song, I become this whole new person. It's also an escape from this world. My sound is mainly of pop. All my fans love it. A song could be about a recent breakup and just because it's up beat, they enjoy it. Once lyric videos are posted they start asking questions. All I'm saying is that, my life would be nothing without my music." He says while smiling. I take note on how passionate he is about his music. "What else are you  good at?" I ask. "I can play any instruments, you name it, I can play it." He says. "Anything other than music?" I say. "I dance. The dance floor is where nobody can tell you what to do. It's the one place only you are your own boss." He said. "Susan!!" He called out. I take note on everything. "Get us something to drink please." He tells Susan politely. I must be dreaming. He looks over at me and I pretend I'm still writing. I wonder what's going on in his head. Susan comes back with some iced tea. "Thank you." He say thanks her. He has manners?? "Anything for you Austin," she ruffled his hair. He smiled. "What did I say about the hair?" He scolds her playfully. She drops her shoulders. "No one touches the hair unless given permission." She sulked. It was like watching a kid and his mother. Susan could be his mom. I smiled. "Shall we finish?" he asks. I nod and look at my note book. 3 pages of notes. Yes great progress.
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