Chapter 2

   "Justin"

As soon as she said his name, both of their faces light up. It has been ten years since they have seen each other and yet he recognized her. Of course, how could he forget? 

He had lived close to her for 14 years until the day her parents sent her away. He looked at her up and down in amusement. 

She had grown a little taller that she was before but she was still small. She dresses just as she did when they were kids. 

She wore over sized T- shirt that always hides her body under a hoody jacket and black pants with white chuck- tailers. 

Her hair, still white as milk and her eyes, black as coal. 

Her cheeks were as chubby as always and had always taunted him to pinch then between his fingers.

Her beautiful smile with her perfectly shiny teeth was as he remembered she was. 

He on the other hand had changed more. His childhood face was still there but his jaw line had sharpened. His hair, dark as the night and his eyes blue as the sea.

 His style was also still the same but his height had changed. He was taller. She remembered how short he used to be.

 Last she saw him, he was shorter that her. But now he towered over her.

They looked at eachother for a while until he drew her back into his arms. It felt like forever since they last said their goodbyes for both of them. After they finally let go of eachother he asked.

  "When did you get back?"

His once annoying voice felt like music to her ears.

  "Today" she answeres almost as whispering it to him. Then remembering that she was standing just few steps away from her families home. She turned to look at him before she escapes.

  "I should go." She turned around with her case still with her right hand when she felt his hand grab hold of her left arm.

  "Wait, after all these years, i'm not just gone let you go like that. I know a place around the corner. let's grab a bite." 

Before she could refuse he pulled her "my treat" and made his way.

 It was getting dark so they had dinner, talking about their time as kids...when they were playing...being mischievous to others.... Revisiting crazy times like the time when Year scored the name 'White lita'.

 Then they grabbed drinks. As they were drinking he finally asked about the time she spent after she left ten years ago.

  "It's kind of a long story." She didn't want to talk about the awful first year she had spent after she left and he noticed.

  "So, how come you're back?" He asked.

  "Are you disappointed that I'm came back?" She teased.

  "No, not at all." He was flustered. Disappointmemt was the last thing he could feel about her return.

  "Relax" she said " I had something i need to do." She said as her gaze shifted to her violin case. 'I must find him' she said to herself.

He didn't want to ask what she was looking for because he can tell she didn't want to talk about it. 

Justin looked at the violin case Year had with her. When he noticed that she was carrying nothing else he panicked. She didn't look like she was planing on staying for long.

  "Are you leaving today?" He asked unable to cover his disappointment.

  "No, why?" She aske back taking a sip of her beer.

  "It looks like you packed light." He said nodding towards the violin case.

  "Oh, no. I had a bag but i got it stolen." She said in a sarcastic tone. He thought she was kidding so he gave a smile.

  "No, i'm serious. Some guy stole my bag." This time though, there wasn't a hint of sarcasm in her words.

 Oh, he figured she wasn't joking. Knowing the kind of relationship she has with her family, he knows that she was not going to go to them for help.

  "So, what are you going to do? I mean where are you going to stay?"

It was then that she realized she had no plans. All her plans went out the window when her bag was stolen. She had no money, no change of clothe, no phone... 

A frawn settled on her face "I don't know" she answered him.

He suddenly felt sad. The girl he had cared for a long time ago still seemed lost. He wanted to help her. 

  "Then you should stay with me."

Year chuckeld thinking that he was kidding. But the look in his eyes said otherwise. She studied his face for while before protesting.

  "Are you serious?" She finally asked.

  "Ya" he gave a short yet firm answer.

  "No. Thanks for your thoughts but no."

  "Why not? I have a spare room at my place. You don't even have to pay rent. The house is my grandfather's. I live there for free..."

She cuts him off "Justin, i'm not going to mooch off you."

  "Why not?" He continues "We used to talk about how we would live together when we were kids. We even talked about me mooching off of you. Why can't it be the other way?"

Before she could refuse, he continued to build his case.

  "Look, from where i am standing, you don't have money to stay at a hotel. I know for sure that you're not going to stay with your folks. And if i remember correctly, you are not the kind of person to just quit and leave when you have a task to finish."

'God, he is right' she thought to herself. She looked at him hesitantly and finally said yes. But some how in her heart, she was exited to be spending more time with him after all these years.

As soon as she said yes, his face light up with a big simle. They finished their drinks and made their way to his house. 

He opened the door and politely invited her in.

"ladies first." he said as he let her through. he threw his hand towards the open door. She gave him a quick smile and slowly entered.

The house was breath taking. It was too clean and too beautiful. 

"Come" he said and took her to the living room. 

Pictures of him with his grandfather were all over the place. The living room was painted white and gray and had a magical chandelier hanging from the middle of the roof.

 Infront of the magnificent blue couch was a giant TV in the middle of two picture frames. Then he took her to the kitchen. 

Never had she seen such a beautiful setting in her life. Every dish visible looked clean and shiny. The counter shone as the kitchen light bounced off of it. 

Every thing was in its own place. It doesn't even look like any food was ever cooked here. Then they made their way to the roof top.

 It was surrounded by red and white flowers with three seats circling a wooden table. 

  "Usually the sky would be shining with stars but today seems a little quite." He commented as he was looking up at the sky. 

Year found herself staring at Justin for some reason at him. How did that little annoying boy turn in to this gorgeous man? 

When he felt her eyes on him, Justin turned to her to meet her gaze. And she quickly looked away as if she was cought stealing a glance. He smiled to himself with the comfort her eyes gave him.

  "Come on, i'll show you your room." He walked away and She followed him from behind into a hall that leads to three doors. Two were facing each other as one was in between them. 

"That one is the bathroom." He said pointing to the door in the middle.

  "The one to the right is my room. And your is this one." He said pointing to the door facing his room. He opened it for her.

Year held her violin case with both her hands as she walked in. It was super clean and super white. The walls, the bed, the table and chair... every thing was white. It felt really comforting, she thought. She placed her case on the table and kept looking around.

  "I hope you like it." He spoke as she looked around the room. "You can decorate anyway you like. You can take a shower. I'll find you a change of clothe."

 She did as he told her. She went to take a shower. After such a long day,  a shower was the perfect way to heal her soul. 

She stood under the hot water for what felt like hours, just lost in her thoughts until she heard a knock on the door.

"Are you done?" Justin asked holding the change of cloth he in his hands. She didn't answer so he asked again in a louder voice.

  "Year, are you done?" This time she heard him clearly. With a weak tone she answered "I'm almost done." as she steps out looking for a towel.

But all he hears was 'done' so he assumed that she was done and opened the door. 

All he heard was her scream. Their eyes meet. She didn't cover up yet and he had walked in.

  "Get out!" She screamed on top of her lung.

He quickly retreated. He walked far from the door and into her room. He was stunned, his eyes were wide open and his heart was beating in his chest like crazy.

She came out wrapped in towel. She had anger in her eyes as she looked as if she was going to rain hell on him. "What is wrong with you?" She screamed once more. 

He shoved the cloth he brought for her in to her arms and looked away from her eyes. Awkward! 

They stood there for about five minutes avoiding eachothers gaze. She finally spoke and broke the silence.

  "Good night." She said hoping he would get out.

  "Good night." He replied before staring deep in to her eyes. His blue eyes seemed to be swimming in hers that made her feel uncomfortable but he couldn't stop staring.

  "Good night, Justin." There was still no movement. So she motioned her hand towards the door as if saying get out without actually saying it. He snaped out of his train of thoughts and left after giving her an embarrassed smile.

What just happened there? She thought but it was too late and she was too tired to think so she changed, looked the door and called it a night.