School ended and I walked home. I know lame but I had to walk home. I was nearly there when someone ran into me.
"Hey watch where your going idiot!"
The person turned around. It was a guy. He was tall, built, and really good looking.
"I'm sorry I guess I just started day-dreaming." He said and helped me up.
"Thanks!" I said
"No problem I love helping pretty girls out." I blushed."What's your name?"
"It's Demetria."
"I'm Sam." He said "Can I get your number?"
"Ummm... sure I guess." I said as I gave him my number
"I know this is really weird but do you want to meet me at the park tomorrow?"
"Sorry I can't tomorrow, but I can the day after."
"Okay I'll text you the details."
"Okay. Bye Sam"
"Bye Demetria."
I finished walking home and opened my door. Nobody was home, it was sad. I walked over to my piano and played a song.
I found God
On the corner of first and Amistad
Where the West was all but one
All alone
Smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?"
He said "Ask anything.
Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
We're spent by the telephone
That never rang
All I needed was a call
That never came
To the corner of first and Amistad
Lost and insecure
You found me,
You found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded
Surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you?
Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me
You found me
I finished the song and went to sleep, not caring what tomorrow brought.
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A/N
To my like six readers at this point I want to say sorry my mom just had surgery and school started and I haven't been able to update but I did today.
The song was You Found Me by The Fray if anyone didn't know after it repeated like six times.
After that I'm gonna go
Stay mysterious
Love ya
-Mystery Author
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