Sway

Peace Treaty

Boredom wasn't something I dealt with often when I was visiting New York. However, it was my day off of work and Charlotte wasn't talking to me. As I lay with my back against the mattress, I couldn't stop thinking about that phone call two nights ago. I had called her and accused her of using me as a gay experiment, obviously that wasn't cool. Every time my mind brought it up, I felt like an asshole. I was never the person to immediately assume the worst of people, but there was something so different about Charlotte that I couldn't help it. Maybe it was the fact that I wanted her in my life as more than a friend, and especially as more than a trial relationship.

Phineous was across the way, in the living room dancing to some cardio video. It was probably past noon and neither of us had any plans. He kept calling for me to come out of the room and dance with him, but I could barely stop thinking about Charlotte. I tried thinking of other things, like my new students and how awesome they were so far. Granted they were juvenile and most likely had shit going on, but I could tell that they were passionate about making music. I couldn't wait till tomorrow, I was planning on introducing them to beat matching. A super cool and essential skill for producing good music.

I felt a little better as I thought about the teens and how different they each were. It was so interesting to witness five different people who all wanted to learn the same thing. I was almost positive that at least half of them went to the same school and had never even talked to each other. Besides Monty and Reuben. Maybe I could teach them more than music production, maybe I could show them how to widen out.

My thoughts were cut short by the sound of my iPhone ringing. I rolled onto my side and saw Charlotte's name flashing on the screen. Panic roared through my body for all of three seconds before I quickly swiped to accept the call.

There was silence for a moment, before I spoke, "Hey... Charlotte?"

Still silence, but I could hear her breathing softly. I figured she was trying to think of what to say, "Hi, Talia," another pause, "I was thinking about our... our, sort of fight the other night. And um... well, I think we should talk."

"Okay, I think so too," Was all I could drive myself to say.

She seemed to be breathing a little smoother, "Alright, are you busy right now?"

"Not at all," I looked around the empty bedroom, "you could come over if you want?"

Again with the hesitation, "Um.. to your friends place?"

"Yeah, he won't mind. He'll probably go hang out with his boyfriend anyway." I suggested as a bout of confidence.

"Okay then, text me the address and I'll be there soon."

So I texted her the address and immediately got to my feet. Walking into the living room, I stood directly in front of the TV where Julian Michaels was instructing the dance class. Phineous hollered at me to move my fat ass out of the way, "What the hell is wrong with you potato?! Just because you don't want to work out, doesn't mean that we all want to end up on my 600LB life!"

"Stop bashing people! It's rude," I crossed my arms, "Also, the reason I'm standing here is because Charlotte is on her way over."

His wiggly dance movements came to an instant halt, "You for real?"

"For realz."

His green eyes grew a few sizes, he then grabbed the remote and clicked off the TV. "Well, why?"

I uncrossed my arms and shrugged, "To talk, about the other night."

He flopped down on the couch, and played with the shiny earring in his right ear. "Whoa, Tal. Do you think she's going to ask you to be her month long girlfriend?"