-Inspiration-
(Second chapter, part 1)
Saturday, 25th September, 2010
I woke up the next morning, pretty excited for seeing him again.
I had never been through something like this before, I met him yesterday and.. actually, I don't know what's going on, but I hope It continues.
I went to the kitchen, and I sought my mother, but just when I started to get desperate, I saw something written on a note over the refrigerator..
<<Sweetie, I had to leave for some hours. I've left a welcome cake over the table, so you can give it to the new neighbors, the family Chance.
Love you.>>

Me: -Thinking- Have I just read this? Do I really have to visit his house? But..

I decided that It wasn't time of wasting time thinking of how embarrassing It'd be If It was him the one who'd open the door, so I had breakfast and I got dressed the fastest I could.
At 11am, and I was ready to take the short walk.
I rang the bell 1, 2 times..
After waiting around 5 minutes I assumed that there wasn't anyone at the house, but I didn't lose the hopes on seeing him in my special place, which could get to become his place too.
I got back home and I left the welcome cake inside the refrigerator, I didn't trust pretty much in leaving it outside.
I caught a jacket and went outside to play piano as every saturday, thinking that Greyson would come, but the hours passed and he didn't. I knew It was completely understandable, because he could have had something important to do and It wasn't fair to leave it all for someone he had met recently, but even so I felt bad, because I thought that maybe he didn't really want to get around after yesterday's afternoon, which for me was perfect, but that for him could have been awkward.
In any case, after 2 hours of playing, I thought It was enough, so I stopped and got nearer the lake.
While walking I started thinking that I shouldn't worry about anything; I would see him soon; he lives in front of me.
I sat on the shore of the lake and stared at the horizon; I never really had stopped to look clearly at everything that was around me, that was a part of me and where I had grown up.
More than ever before, I felt like the only person in the planet, and suddenly, I remembered the melody of the song Greyson played the day before, and imagined a way to continue it; I went running across the forest to the piano, and caught a pencil which with I started writting the notes, trying to don't think about anything else, I didn't want to forget them; It meant a lot for me.
I heard the sound of a car, and in fact that It sounded pretty near, I supposed It was my mother, that finally had arrived.
I got near her and told her about what had happen.

Mom: Have you given the neighbors the welcome cake?
Me: That was exactly what I came to tell you; there wasn't anyone at the house, and five minutes later after having rang 2 times, I assumed that It was time to get back home and wait.
Mom: Well, don't worry, I'll go this afternoon. Thank you anyway.
Yo: -Whispering- Thanks God..
Mom: Have you said something?
Yo: No, nothing. -I laughed nerviously.

We entered home and my mother started cooking, the lunch time was soon.
Meanwhile, I went to my room to tidy it a little, It wasn't my intention to don't do my housework.
Inside a drawer, when I was about getting in my pencilcase, I found some papers and decided to open them.
They were some songs I used to write when I was younger. In fact, I have always been interested in music, and those songs reminded me of the times when my one and only worry was not having a pencil to write a song or a lovely note to my parents saying how much I loved them.
The lunch time passed, and on the afternoon, I didn't really find a reason to get out and play more the piano.. but, when I was reading a book, concretely the fifth one of the Harry Potter saga, I heard a blow in the window and afterwards I opened it.
It was Greyson.

Me: What are you doing?
Greyson: The question is: “what aren't you doing?” Don't you miss something?
Me: Like what?
Greyson: Like your usual afternoons practicing piano, for example.
Me: Oh, yes, I did it this morning, and now I'm reading a book.. but..
Greyson: Oh, sorry,.. then.. enjoy it.
Me: But I can practice a bit more with you now.
Greyson: And the book?
Me: The book can wait.
We both laughed, and with a radiant smile he told me..

Greyson: I'll wait for you at your special place.

I tried to get to where he was the fastest I could; I couldn't wait to spend more time with him. While I was walking through, he was sat at the piano, staring carefully at each one of the keys of the instrument. For a moment I wished I didn't have to say anything, so I wouldn't ever interrupt; he seemed very submissed, focused,.. I could have kept a eternity there looking at him, but suddenly, he turned his back and said..