I couldn't fall asleep that night. I sat in my bed, with the windows wide open, the fresh breeze making the white curtains dance. I had Ocean Eyes on loop in my cd player, turned down low. His music was so surreal; it was like he was talking to me.

If you're the bird, whenever we pretend it's summer

Then I'm the worm

I know the part is such a bummer but fair is fair

If my segments get seperated, I'll scream

And you'll be there.

It seemed that my segments were always getting seperated and Adam was always there. That he was the bird and I was the worm.

That we were meant to meet.

I couldn't stop thinking about him.

As many times as I blink, I'll think of you tonight.

I walked over to my open window, and sat down on the sill. The moon was an amber color, and it shone down on us. I was restless. I couldn't stay confined in my room. I pulled on a sweatshirt from my closet, and went down the stairs quietly. My dad was on the couch and the television was on blaring a rerun of a black and white movie. He was snoring loudly. He looked younger when he slept. He was almost forty now.

I tiptoed towards the door. I didn't pull on my shoes, but opened the door silently. I stepped out onto the dewy grass. the cold chilling my toes. The pine trees on the edge of my yard reached towards the sky in the darkness. A breeze hits me as did a wave of sleepiness. I went back inside, and laid in my bed, but I didn't fall asleep.

I peeled myself out of bed when the sun rose, and got dressed. Ocean Eyes was still playing, but I plugged my old iPod into it and played one of my Owl City favorites.

I'll dissolve when the rain pours in,

When the nightmares take me,

I will scream with the howling wind,

'Cause it's a bitter world and I'd rather dream

It was such a beautiful song, and I had watched Adam perform it in videos on Youtube. You could see the pain on his face, and it was almost like he was living his songs while performing them. I started crying while watching it, though I would never admit that to anyone.

I'm only telling you because you seem trustworthy.

I pulled off my pajamas, stuffed them in my hamper, and pulled on a pair of jean shorts and yellow tank-top. I have a bit of a thing for them. It's my summer style.

 I walked to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and hair, and ran downstairs. Today was a Friday, so my dad would be going to work today and tomorrow. He left me a sticky-note on the table.

Hadley,

I'm going out tonight with Rick from the auto shop. I won't be home until late tonight. So make sure to make some dinner and relax.

See you soon, Dad.

Typical.

I went to the kitchen, and filled a bowl full of grapes. I was starving. Embers blasted through my ear-buds. I couldn't wait to see him today. But I couldn't help but wonder if he wanted to see me. What if he just felt bad for me? Like I was some celebrity charity case?

I scarfed my grapes and threw the bowl in the dishwasher. I slipped on my sneakers, and pulled on my windbreaker, because it was a bit chilly outside. The cool breeze whips through me, as it stirs the leaves on the trees.

I decided not to ride my bike. It was a nice day, and I wanted to walk around and be able to take in my surroundings. My blond hair blew around as I walked in the direction Adam came. I didn't actually know where Adam lived, so I was just heading in the general direction I saw him leave. I hoped I would find him before I got lost. 

The birds were singing in the trees, and squirrels and chipmunks scampered in and out of the woods around me. I past by two early morning joggers, a biker, and two teenager boys who almost shoved each other into a passing car. 

 I had walked about a quarter mile when I realized I had no idea where I was going. I had passed several turns behind me, and I was worried I missed his house. I scanned the woods, and kept walking.

"Hadley!"

I whipped around to see Adam waving his hands and smiling. I had walked past the road to his cabin. I hurried across the road to meet him. 

As soon as I got up to him, I blurted uncontrollably, "I missed you." I was embarrassed and Adam blushed slightly. But then he composed himself and said, "Let's go inside."

We headed down a dirt path into the woods. We still couldn't shake that annoying awkward silence.

"So tell me about yourself, Hadley." Adam said, looking down at me. It wasn't a condescending look, but a curious look.

"I don't know where to start. I live an absolutely fabulous life," I said, sarcastically. Adam laughed. "Well, I love music. I used to play the piano. I love sneaking out at night when my dad is asleep. When I sneak out at night, I love watching the fireflies. I used to sing, and I really like the colors blue and green. I like going out on our boat with my dad. I'm quite shy and introverted." 

Adam took all this in silently. He was kindly silent, when others could have been annoyed silent.

"What about you, Adam?"

"Well, I grew up in Owatonna, Minnesota. It's a smaller town, but it's a lot bigger than Blue Lake. I don't have any brothers or sisters, but I had a friend who had a family of nine so I always got my fill of siblings there. My parents really only wanted one kid."

My dad seemed to want no kids.

"I love music," He said. "I also love photography and chocolate.  I always write my music before the lyrics. I was always very bad at math in school. I don't like telephone conversations, and I love Duluth. I really like the movie Finding Nemo. And I'm a bit shy and introverted too."

 We both smiled shyly at each other and I pulled my sweatshirt tighter around me. We arrived at his cabin, and I have to say it was quite cute. There was a bunch on the front porch, as well as a porch swing. He lead me through the front door inside. It was a lot cooler and I took in everything around me. 

 The ceiling was tall, paneled with wood, and had skylights dotted around it. The kitchenette was to my right. And to my left was the living room with a tiny television, and a baby grand piano. And to behind the piano was a staircase to a loft. It was quite the cabin. I marveled at it all. 

"Wow," I said. "This is really nice." He smiled at me.

"Thanks."

 "Do you want to go out on the swing?" He asked.

"Sure."

This was a dream. This whole time was a dream come true. But sadly, I've heard that good things don't last forever.

Hi everyone! Sorry this chapter was a bit short and slow, but I'm going to update again soon! Vote and comment please!

Luna <3