Once Upon A Love Story

Chapter One

Chapter 1: Awkward Meetings

 

 

The sky seem to be in blue as it could be. It's such a good weather. But I still need to hurry, I'm sure Levine's going to kill me if I arrived late.

Today I'm going to have my first day of work at Levine's Music Store. He owned it and got no one hired to be incharged of it.

Levine's a very close-friend of mine. We we're friends since high school. He took me incharge of this little business of his when he got accepted to study music and arts in New York.

I, on the other hand, did not reached college. Well, I just don't know what course I wanted but one thing's for sure, I want to study Music and Arts but on the contrary, my father wouldn't want that. So, I decided to earn my own money then go to New York and pursue my dream.

Ring. Ring.

 

My phone rings disturbing me on my thoughts.

"Hell-"

"Damn. Where are you Drew? I'm going to be late in my flight.", Levine almost yelled. I'm sure he has his fist in ball while saying that. That's what he'd do to contain his anger.

"I'm almost there. Just.. Chill.", that's what I could only say. I didn't have to say various lies I'm pretty sure he'd not believe me either.

"Almost? Better hurry Drew, or I'm going to go and kick your ass.", he warned before the line went dead. He sure knows how to talk. Can't blame him, it's my fault. Well, my sleep took over that I didn't even heard my alarm clock.

As soon as I have sighted on the familiar tinted glass store, I pulled the car on the side of the road, turn off the engine and started climbing off my car.

I walk pass the car infront of me, that I'm pretty sure, Levine owned and began heading through the Music Store.

"Thank god, Man!", Levine sighed as soon as I entered the door. He stood infront of the counter-table as he turn around to face me.

I reached out and give him a man's hand shake before returning my hands back to my pocket.

"So, what's up?", I started watching him getting something from the drawer.

"Here's the list of CD's and Song List we have. There are different stalls for each genres and you could go on check on that later. The studio is at the right, first door.", he instructed as I just watch him go along with the paper on his hand, "The stuffs and other equipments are on second door beside the studio. The Comfort room goes to the left. And if there's new hits just contact George. His number's on the contact person file on the computer.", I keep on nodding as he keep me oriented, "So, see you soon?", by this time he's just relax.

"Sure. Good luck on that man.", I said pointing on the admission sheet he has on his hand.