school, work and Thias. I don't even paint as much as I used too."
"Paint?" he asked with excitement.
"Yes, I'm an artist. Well aspiring artist. I guess I won't be considered an artist until I actually sell my work."
"No, you are an artist. It's already in you. It's all about how you see yourself." I smiled. "Are you always this positive?" I asked.
"Where I came from in life, that is the only way to be."
We continued our conversation for hours. This did not feel like the first conversation we ever had. It was so familiar to me. The laughing and minor debates about life, the flow of energy felt as if we had been here before. I'm not sure when or where, but this can't be the first time our souls have crossed paths. My phone began to beep. "Damnit! My phone is dying."
"I don't want it to end either." he said. I smiled. That's exactly what I meant.
"I can call you tomorrow." I suggested.
"Do you have class in the morning?" he asked.
"No, I've sort of been dropped from this class. So I won't be back in school until next semester." I replied, completely forgetting the little spat I had with my professor last week.
"There’s somewhere I would like to take you tomorrow, if you don't mind spending the day with me?" “Uh oh!” I thought to myself. “Were just supposed to talk, Sage. I can't go anywhere with him, then it would be like a date.” "If it makes you feel better, we won't call it a date. I just want to show you something I think you might like." He insisted, almost as if he heard my thoughts.
"Well, I have to drop Thias off at school by 8:30. I still don't think you should know where I live so you can pick me up from there if you don't mind?"
"That's fine with me, whatever makes you comfortable."
"Ok then, see you in the morning?"
"Yes. Goodnight Sage." "Good night Arsen." We both began to laugh as neither of us had the courage to immediately end the call.
"Ok, seriously." I managed to get out through my laughter. "I’m hanging up now, goodnight."
"Goodnight beautiful." he replied.
I smiled and hit the end button. Resting on my back and looking at the ceiling, I couldn't help but think about seeing him again. He's completely different than what I expected and I couldn't wait for morning to come.
Chapter 4: Dancing In The Rain
Beep....Beep...Beep....Beep....! Rolling over to hit the snooze button on the alarm, I felt extremely tired. I was up all night on the phone not considering the consequences I would have to face in the morning. It's seven o’clock, maybe twenty more minutes wouldn't hurt. I considered staying in bed a little longer and what affect it would have with me getting Thias to school on time. No I should get up now, not to mention I have no idea what Arsen has planned or what I am going to wear. I hadn't been anywhere in a long time that required me to wear something other than black Dickies and a thermal. I was kind of excited; excited and exhausted. I dragged my way into Thias's room. I had to laugh, because he was halfway in and halfway out the bed; reminding me of why I had to stop him from sleeping in my bed.
"Hey man! Wake up! Time for school." I said as I tickled the bottom of his feet. He began to moan and whine as if he was too tired to move. "Come on; come on, up, up, up!!!" I yell, just to irritate him a little more. He slowly began to maneuver his way out the bed as I’m picking out his uniform for school. "When you finish getting dressed, go and brush your teeth, ok?"
"Ok Mama." he agreed.
For some reason, I have a little boost of energy; not sure where it came from. Maybe it's the anticipation of actually doing something other than work. Who knows, but I'm going to run with it today. I walk into my room towards the closet; standing there with the door opened staring as if something was going to magically put itself together and say, "Wear me! Wear me!" Man, I wonder if I should wear a dress. Probably not, it's the end of January. I'd