One Month Later -

Lez- Come on Alex, put some pep in your step.”

Alex- “I don't see you doing it”

Lez- “Im the supervisor, Im doing what i'm supposed to be doing”

I never wanted to punch someone as much as I did right now, I didn't even sign up for this

crap. The last thing I wanted to do is decorate for this stupid talent show, but these

knuckleheads put my name down. Why wouldn't they?

“Go figure.”

I’ve never hated them as much as I do at this very moment. I hate the talent show with every

fiber of my being. And I don't even attend these stupid things so why am I here?

Saw- “ Hey Alex. bud the vein on your forehead is going to burst if you continue to

focus all your anger on us.”

Lez- “ Yeah you're going to die young if you keep this up.”

Alex- “ Mmmmhm, don't worry the vein will go away as soon as i kill one of yall.”

Stupid knuckleheads, ouuu i oughta let these decorations fall on their heads and leave them

to fix it on their own, The audacity. Yeh ill die young, i'll die young because of th-

“Hey Alex?”

“WHAT-.. Oh, K-Kevin?”

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“WHAT-.. Oh, K-Kevin?”

“Bad day?” He reacts as if he didn't just pop up out of freaking nowhere, Everything in me

stiffened and I feel my palms immediately getting sweaty.

“N-no!!!!! I was just… you just…and well… cough.. What do you need?” I sound like a

complete and utter moron. I hear myself talking but trust it not me at all, it is as if i am

looking down from the ceiling above watching this conversation and let me tell you i've never

cringed this hard at myself. Send help!!!

“W-well, if it's no trouble, may you pass this disk to the stage hand?”

“Oh!!? You're in the show?” Well no shit genius, why would you even ask something like

that. Stupid,stupid,stupid.

“Well, yeah. I mean, I guess you can say that. I was forced by my friends, it's stupid

just a silly poem, nothing to go crazy about ya know?” 

He fidgets a lot, do I make him nervous? Or uncomfortable? God, I hope not the last thing I want is for him to feel uncomfortable around me. I mean can I blame him? It's literally taking everything in me to

not run away from this awkward conversation. 

“I doubt that, I'm sure if you wrote it, it's gotta be something special at least.”

WHY DID I SAY THAT? Stupid.

“You're just saying that, anyway so could you?” Could I do what? What did he ask

again? Oh my God, I am losing track of this conversation. Oh yeah, the disk.

“Yeah, No, yeah. It's no problem, If you don't mind me asking, why ask me?”

L"Oh, well I asked Lex and Saw, but they informed me that you're the one who's

taking care of the background music and that I should go to you.”

Grinding Teeth “Is that so?” Of course they did those mother.. I could hear them

laughing in the corner, their snickering made my blood boil ever more. Why was I not

surprised? If I hated them before, I despise them now. Its not enough that they got me out here

decorating for something i could careless about, now they are tormenting me by causing this

interaction that completely caught me off guard, it's never enough for them, i mean if it was

up to th....

“Alex?”

“Hmmm?”

“I said here's the disk.”

“Oh okay, I will deliver it as soon as I get the chance.”

“Thanks so much, well i should um go, i got to practice not making a fool of myself

in front of the ton… so bye i guess.”

“Sure, um bye '' 

One month, It's been one month since we've said full sentences to

each other and this was the conversation. Granted, we've seen each other in

passing, accompanied by half smiles and head nods for respectful

acknowledgement. Jeez the conversation was about something so mundane and

yet my heart feels like its beating 100 miles per minute.

Lez- “Sooooo, why are you quite literally never that nice and gentle with us?”

Saw- “Yeah, what gives?”

Lez and Saw in unison - “Senpai please love us!!!”

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I am about to commit murder, a double homicide right here and right now, and

after, I'll run away and start a new life happily knowing I did the right thing for society. 

Stares at disk. I wonder what this disk is about though, and a poem? I didn't

even know he was into writing, I mean I find the hobby quite boring, if I do say so

myself. Sitting down for hours, in silence with nothing but your thoughts, pen and

paper. It takes a focused person for that, ah he's so different I love it. {Different

meaning different from him}

Lez- “Oh yeah, Alex you have to attend the talent show as well…” I stop dead in the

lost tracks of my thoughts, maybe I heard wrong or maybe I'm hearing voices and

let's hope that for his sake those are the best case scenario, because I don't think I

could turn to him without immediate strangulation.

“what?”

Lez- “Heh heh heh, well you see when we, um, signed you up for the deco

department, it had been noted that all the members of the stage committee, well

must be present…”

“Lez..”

Lez- “Yes buddy?”

“If you love your life, you'll stay more than 10 feet away from me, effective

immediately.”

Lez- “Heh heh heh, yeahhhh” backs away slowly

Saw- “Hey, what's going on?”

Lez- “SAW HE'S GOING TO KILL ME, HE SAID SO HIMSELF, HOLD ME, SAVE

ME.”

Saw- “There, There.”

I cannot wait to get those bastards back. It's already bad enough that i'm being

forced to decorate, now I have to sit for two and a half hours at this forsakened

talent show? Those two do not know whats coming for them, if they think they'll

get away with this, so help me God-

“Hey Lez?”

Lez- “Evan, my man, what's happening?”

Saw- “Kevin, Lez, Kevin.”

Lez- “THAT'S LITERALLY WHAT I JUST SAID”

“Um, i've just come to tell you, Mr Amoata said im the fifth act”

Lez- “oh okay let me just write that do…”

Hmm maybe just maybe, this show won’t completely suck.

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This is such a waste of time. Time I could spend doing literally anything else but

this. All these individuals scrambling around for this stupid talent show, this

stupid show that’s only used as a popularity contest. The three winners will be the

ones with the most applause, which is a freaking waste of time because people

who have more than half a brain cell, although not many, will most certainly bring

their friends and tell them to only clap for them. This stupid thing is rigged from

the start. It's literally, “complete bullshit”. Lez and Saw will pay, mark my words.

However, among the clutter of stupidity, his face is the only thing that’s keeping

me here. I would’ve stood home, been a no show if he wasn’t one of the acts

tonight. Not going to lie, I definitely would’ve told those two knuckleheads to fuck

off and walked away, but seeing him, having the chance to be near him, even if it’s

from a distance kept me grounded, despite hating every single minute of this.

Why?

Why do I feel like this? Could it be because of guilt? Do I feel guilty? Maybe. I mean

who wouldn’t feel guilty. I made a good person feel like they were used, I would

expect someone to feel guilty had I been the one to feel used. Is this really guilt?

No… it feels different, I know how guilt feels better than the average person, this

isn’t guilt, it’s something more. It’s deeper, more heavy, it’s… 

“ longing?”

Do I long for him? Is that truly what this is? Longing. If so, why? Because of that night? Or

was it before? Why did that night happen in the first place? Did I want it to

happen? Was it meant to happen? I mean if we’re being completely honest, I

wouldn’t mind it happening again…

Lez- “OKAY 2 MINUTES UNTIL SHOWTIME, THIS IS YOUR LAST CURTAIN

CALL, EVERYONE TO YOUR STATIONS. PERFORMERS MAKE SURE ALL LAST

MINUTE TOUCH UPS ARE DONE AND EVERYONE KNOWS THEIR PLACES.”

“Gee supervisor, why not be a little louder, they may have not heard you IN

ALASKA” That’s definitely going to give me a headache for the rest of the night.

Lez- “listen Al, I do NOT, appreciate nor need your negativity right now, okay? I

already have a lot to deal with as is.”

“Well Mr. supervisor, it’s your job to supervise this shit show, guess you should

have read the fine print, ya know the one that says being stressed out comes with

the job, you ass wipe”

Lez- “ha.ha.ha you think you’re sooooo funny, I bet if Kevin was here you wouldn’t

be laughing, hell you would at least pretend to be nice.” Ooof low blow but he’s

right. What can I say?

“Yeah, i would be nice, because Kevin wouldn’t have signed me up for this fuck fest

without my consent.”

Lez- “You know what-“

Saw- “LADIES, LADIES!!! Please no fighting, we’ve got 30 seconds until show time

so we should all get ready, you gals can claw it out later okay?”

Lez- sigh “Are all the acts ready?”

Saw- “Yes, but #7 said she’s not feeling well.”

Lez- “Yeah, we should go talk to her. In the meantime, Alex I need you..”

“..to go and watch from the audience, not a problem.”

Lez- “NO!! that’s not-“

“Walking away now, byeeeeeeeee” I’ll be damned if he gives me more work.

Lez- “OUUUUU, I would just strangle him if I could, he makes it seem like we're so

difficult yet working with him is no Christmas Day either.”

Saw- “Now babe, you need to relax.”

Lez- “A little more quiet with the whole “babe” thing.”

Saw- “No one’s around Lez, and I’ve been so worried about you today, you’ve been

overly stressed out.”

Lez- “I’m fine Saw, I just want everything to run smoothly tonight, it all falls on me

if it doesn’t, but SOME people never want to be a team player.”

Saw- “Well, you DID sign him up without him knowing, what did you really

expect?”

Lez- “Yeah. Yeah. Yeah”

Saw- “Besides, you know he hasn’t been dealing well with this whole Kevin

situation, so go easy on him, hmm?”

Lez- “Yeah… I guess you’re right.”

Saw- chuckles “Come on, whispers babe, lets get through this, then i'll go take you yo

get ice cream.”

Lez- “Mmmmmmgh fineeeeeeeeuh”

Saw- “Lets Go”

Meanwhile ;

That's it. I've made up my mind, I'm going to leave after Kevins performance…

ya know to show some kind of support, it's the least i can do, also to see him. I

mean when will I ever have this chance to see him like this again. After this we will

go right back to half smiles and head nods… and that's how i want it.. right?

Lez- “Alright friends and family, welcome to this year's talent show. We appreciate

you coming out to… “

A poem he said? Interesting. So does he like poems? Does he prefer to write poems

or read them? Is he someone who's into love letters? Does he like to read in

general? What would be his favorite genre? Mystery? Sci-Fi? Rom Coms? Honestly

I haven't got a clue about him and yet I'm dying to know everything about him.

one afterthe other acts go to perform on stage

We slept together without really knowing each other, i mean i don't know his

favorite color, although i do see him wearing indigo a lot so maybe that's it? I don't

know his favorite foods, I mean does he like sushi? What is his favorite dessert?

But one thing i do know is, that night it didn't matter if he likes blur or red,

seafood or vegetarian, it didn't matter who he was because, in that moment i

knew him. I knew him from every past lifetime, i knew i wanted to hold him, i

knew that in that moment something so beautiful so real happened to me for the

first time ever and i knew that if i was not the way that i am we could have been…

maybe… we

Saw- “ALEX” loud whisper

“What?”

Saw- “Code red on a decoration”

“Of course”.

 They know exactly how to get on my nerves, Can't they fix it

themselves? I mean like seriously why can't they just..

“...and i would like to read you this poem i wrote a little while ago, it's not much

but it'll do.”

…fix it themselves. Wait, is it his turn already? Stopping dead in my tracks, every

inch of me froze to the sound of his voice, and I allowed myself to be engulfed with

the sweetness of his tender words. That damned voice, the one that echoes

through my mind every time. Standing ever so still in the middle of the rows of

chairs, i couldn't dare face the stage. So back turned, I just listened....