Sunday, May 4, 2014

Maestro - Amore.2

I climbed the stairs to my room and when I got in, I laid on my back on the bed. What a perfect day, an evening spent with Apollo Harp. I took a bath and put on my soft pink floral trim pj by Natori mom bought for me last Christmas, it was ridiculously expensive but I sleep well every time I was wearing it, kind of my lucky pj. I was still smiling blissfully like an idiot when my email pinged. I hastily ran to the computer and opened my mailbox

From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Today
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Was great. I had a really great time.
Looking forward for next time.
___________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Next Time
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

I'm going to pick the next activity though.
___________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Activity
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

It's a date Ms. Hallman. 
Stop making everything sounds boring.
___________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Boring
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

I thought you like boring stuff. 
Mr. Stick-in-the-Mud? 
___________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Nickname
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

I haven't proved you my entertaining side haven't I? 
Stop calling me Mr. Stick-in-the-Mud, please.
I'm not fond of it Ms. Hallman. 
__________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Nickname
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

I'm sorry. Stop calling me Ms. Hallman.
I don't like it either. 
__________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Nickname
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Why I like it. It's sexy. 
__________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Nickname
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

You sound like my parents' employees. 
__________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Nickname
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Point noted, Viola. 
Though you have to admit it was sexy when I say it.
_________________________________

I laughed, not knowing what to reply. I thought hard about saying something smart and didn't make my self sounded so easy and cheap. I couldn't fathom what I wanted to say, it took me couple of minutes to figure what to say when Apollo emailed me again, somehow he knew I was over-thinking and he was trying to end my misery. 

From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Nickname
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Relax, Viola. Say what you want to say.
I won't judge, we are fooling around here.
Tell me what's on your mind. 
_________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Sorry
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

We are. I'm just trying to say the right thing you know.
It's not easy to impress you Apollo. I don't want
to send you the wrong message or make a fool
out of my self. I just don't want things to go wrong.
_________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Issues
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Viola, you don't have to prove to me anything,
you have impressed me in everything that you do. 
You don't have to try, trust me. 
I like you for who you are.
It's not something I want to tell you over the email
but it's true, and telling it now does not make it less true.
Look, I don't care about what you wear, what you eat,
what car you drive or how many bags, shoes, or 
clothes you have. All I care is you, beneath all that shit. 
Trust me when I say this, you are more than that
and that's the reason why I think you always
take my breath away. You don't have to try, Viola.
If anything bothers you, and by anything I mean everything
that bothers you including me, you got to tell me, okay? 
You have to tell me your issues.
________________________________

Again, he made me speechless. How could I respond to his email? I was quite, again was thinking how to reply to his heartwarming email. I read it over and over to find the right things to say and every time I read it I shivered, stuck in his specific sentence, "All I care is you, beneath all that shit." I closed my eyes trying to digest each word and...

From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Issues
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Say something so that I don't sound like a cheesy retard.
__________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Speechless
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

Not a cheesy retard, you are unbelievable though.
I don't know how to respond, Apollo. 
_________________________________

That was all I could say to him. Nothing more, just the fact that he made me speechless. How could he do that? How can a guy as tranquil and taciturn as Apollo could make a girl swoon this hard? Moreover, how can a guy as distant, cool, quiet, handsome, dashing, and hearth-robing senior liked me? He hated being around with people, he shoved them off, so why would I make any difference? Especially when he hated my parents, it just didn't make any sense.


From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Speechless
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Unbelievable how?
Tell me, Viola.
_________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Speechless
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

You liking me doesn't make any sense.
I don't understand why.
_________________________________

There, I put it short and compact. I didn't want to talk about my parents that night, I didn't want to trigger something that could ruin whatever it was going with us. It took longer for him to reply my last email, probably he was thinking about the reason, but it was fair enough. I took my laptop to the bed and leaned on my headboard that was covered with pillows and then he replied 15 minutes later when I was started to yawned frequently. I guess I was worn out, today was really fun but I had to admit learning to skate was exhausting. I couldn't sleep though, the anxiety of waiting his reply kept me awake and alarmed, though I was quite beaten. 

From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Speechless
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Quite frankly, I don't know the answer to that. 
I don't know if this is the answer you're looking for
but the truth is ever since the day we chatted in the
coffee shop, you crossed my mind all the time.
If I ask you in return, why do you like me, can you answer?
________________________________

I couldn't answer that, it was too heavy. I didn't want to say it because I thought he knew exactly why, he was good, charming, nice, mysterious and he liked me, that was new. 

From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Midnight Talk Show
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

I don't like you. Why? Do you think I like you?
_________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Bluffing
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

This isn't poker game, Viola. I don't believe your bluff.
I know you like me. ;)
_________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Gamble
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

Game on Mr. Harp. I'm not telling.
________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Gamble
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

We're not playing this game tonight, baby. 
I'm serious. Why? 
________________________________

Baby? How could I resist? 

From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : No Fair!
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

Stop cheating by being so hot Apollo. 
________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : No Fair!
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Stop changing the subject then!
________________________________

I took a deep breath trying to calm my heart that was pounding really hard. Every time Apollo sent his email, my heart always did a little salsa, but this time, it was not salsa anymore, it was exotic samba.

From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Raising the white flag
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

I guess it's because you are so mysterious,
unpredictable, ridiculously attractive but you
don't see it. And the fact you see me more than
what normal people see me. I'm not Viola Hallman 
to you, the famous musicians' daughter. I'm just Viola.
You genuinely want to be friends with me,
not for my money or my fame. 
You are one in a million, but you don't see it.
I want you to know that you are more too. 
That's why I like you. 
________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Turning the table
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Now you are being so hot.
________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Flattery
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

Thank you for the midnight compliment, Apollo.
_________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Rest 
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Speaking of midnight, I think you need to sleep.
Today was exhausting.
_________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Rest
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

Why? Are you tired? 
_________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Rest 
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

I'm not, but I know you are.
Good night, Viola
Sleep well. 
________________________________
From : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Rest
To : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com

You got better things to do? 
I don't want to sleep yet.
________________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Stop emailing me and go to sleep
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

There's nothing better for me to do, Viola.
I just know that you're tired.
NOW, SLEEP!
_______________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Bossy
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Okay, okay. Calm down. No need to shout.
I'll sleep.
Good night, Apollo.
Sweet dreams. 
x
_______________________________
From : Harp_Apollo@Oakhigh.edu.com
Subject : Sorry
To : Hallman_Viola@Oakhigh.edu.com

Apology. 
Sweet dreams, baby. 
x
_______________________________

I turned off my laptop and put it beside my bed. I kept my night light on, watching it fades as my vision turned blur and I sunk into darkness. Before I was lost in the darkness, I thought about Apollo, telling him I love him, cause I could only be brave enough to say that to him in dreams and I hoped that I dream of him tonight just like I hoped he would dream of me. Dream of Amore, Apollo.