Second Chapter

I arrived at the Tetra household, taking a while to admire the view. It was a really big house, with an even bigger yard and a pool out back. I couldn't help but wonder what Mr David did for work.

I walked through the gate and rang the doorbell. Unlike the first time, I didn't bother counting. I knew I had no choice but to wait until someone came. Thankfully, I didn't have to wait for long.

“Raya, you're here early."

Rain looked as handsome as he should be, holding the door and grinning at me. I felt flushed, shy even.

“Your mother asked me to be here, and here I am."

I mumbled with a shy giggle. My eyes widened when I heard him giggle as well.

"Well, come in. I'm guessing you'll wait."

I followed quietly behind him until we got to the living room. I got a whiff of his coconut scent and my eyes closed for a second to take it in.

“Do you want me to keep you company while you wait?"

My eyes flung open at his offer. All I wanted to do was scream ‘Yes’ at the top of my voice.

“I would love that."

I said calmly instead. I was not about to embarrass myself that way.

"Cool, come with me.”

As I already was, I followed him up the stairs into a long hallway. More exotic paintings decorated everywhere on both sides of the wall.

“It seems you guys are fans of art."

I didn't even know I had said the words out loud until I heard them.

"Oh these, these are mine. I paint when I'm bored."

He muttered casually. My jaw dropped and I looked even more closely at the paintings. They didn't look like they were done out of boredom, they looked like a lot of time and effort were put into them.

“They look amazing."

I said without thinking. I was still looking around when I noticed he turned.

"Do they really?”

Was he kidding? Was he looking at them? How could he not know they were amazing?

“I feel like I'm in an exquisite art gallery."

I mumbled. I tried to take my eyes off his but I just couldn't. We stood in silence for a minute, looking at each other.

“Thanks Raya."

He finally said with a smile. Every organ I had danced around in my body. We had a moment and it felt amazing.

“Is there something else you love to do? Asides playing the piano of course."

I was shocked by his question. I couldn't recall him being there when I mentioned to his dad that I could play. I racked my head for something I loved to do.

“I don't possess any talents like art or music. I guess playing the Piano is all I can do.”

I tried not to sound as pathetic as I felt. Walking through a hall with amazing paintings done by a guy who doesn't even think he has talent, made me feel very pathetic.

“Not everyone can play the piano Raya, you should feel proud."

I said matter-of-factly. I knew he was right but I didn't feel proud. I smiled a little though. I complimented him earlier and now he was complimenting me.

He took me to another living room. A house with two living rooms? It didn't make sense to me but I remained quiet, paying attention to everything he was saying.

“Would you like to see my room?"

Another request I should be screaming yes to.

“If it wouldn't be any trouble."

I replied calmly. It was becoming increasingly hard to keep my emotions from spilling everywhere.

He led me a few metres down the hallway, and stopped before the only door on the left. He opened it and stepped to the side for me to go in. He was such a gentleman. I slowly walked in.

His room was huge. It was probably the size of my entire apartment. The walls and floors were all white. The furniture was a mix of calm colours which blend in perfectly with the white background, creating a beautiful color scheme.

“It's a beautiful blend of colors."

I whispered as my head twisted and turned.

“You're the first person that has noticed the colors in this room."

He said with a small chuckle. I could tell he was amused. I was flattered too.

“It's hard not to miss."

I breathed as I walked towards the glass doors at the end of the room. He had a patio. The cold breeze hit my face the moment I stepped onto it. I closed my eyes and took in a big whiff. It felt amazing.

“You seem to enjoy nature."

I heard him say behind me, causing me to open my eyes.

“My dad loved nature so I learned to love it too.”

I tried not to look at him but I knew he was looking at me.

“Have you ever been hiking?"

He walked to the balcony and rested his arms on it.

“A few times, with my dad."

I walked to the balcony as well, standing just inches away from him.

“We should go sometime."

Against my will, my eyes travelled to meet his. His blue eyes became one with the sky behind him. I couldn't take my eyes away regardless of how much my mind wanted to.

“Your eyes, their green, hazel green.”

He whispered after a few minutes of just looking at each other. It was the color of my mom's eyes as well. My dad would always tell me how I took her eyes and how beautiful they were.

"They're beautiful.”

He went on. I almost melted. My head began to spin and it felt like a dream. This time, I didn't want to wake up.

"Thank you."

I whispered. I was too flustered to speak. Never in my entire life would I have thought someone this attractive would even have the time to look at me, let alone notice the color of my eyes.

“There you are, you two."

A voice from the room distracted us. My heart sank. The butterflies in my stomach dropped dead. My head stopped spinning and my smile disappeared.

“Hi mom."

He walked over to her, planting a small kiss on her cheek. I took in a deep breath mustering up the best fake smile I could give. I guess good moments really don't last.