When April and Haruka finally played on stage together for
the first time, Haruka forced me to sit on the front row. She said she was doing me a favor but I knew the truth was that I
probably was the only person in the crowd that she was brave enough to look at
without feeling the nerves. Because if she wasn’t looking in my general
direction while she performed, she was staring dead at her keys and looking
nowhere else.
But as they continued to perform in small venues across
town, her confidence slowly blossomed. It was nowhere near the bravado of April
who played and sung like she was a popstar sent from the heavens but Haruka
began to develop a small swagger of her own nonetheless. It was more subtle and
not as flamboyant but I could still notice the slight change in her demeanor.
I continued my afternoon sessions with Ms. Nakamura despite
Haruka and April eating a bigger chunk of my afternoons and although Jorvan
still forced me to hit the gym, I think I balanced them all masterfully.
The only thing that continued to unsettle me was the
disappearance of my parents and why they continued to ignore my phone calls and
emails. I just couldn’t wrap my head around it no matter how long I thought
about it. How grim they looked when they entered my room that night. The eerie
car drive to Starlight Shores. Telling me to ring Jorvan’s doorbell and
speeding off right as I walked up to the door step. I just didn’t understand
why they would leave me in the dark about it and why we had to leave Appaloosa
Plains for it. Why couldn’t they just
explain to me what was going on? I’m 17, I’m sure I could have handled it. Even
Jorvan still didn’t want to tell me anything.

I tried to keep pushing it to the back of my head but once
their cells got disconnected, I could take it no more. I got in Jorvan’s face for the first time in
my life and I pointed my finger. I told him I wouldn’t do a single chore around
the house or run a single mile until he filled me in. I put my foot down and
told him I wouldn’t accept any compromises.
He kicked me out of the house in response. He told me not to
come back until I came to my senses.
I thought about asking April or Haruka if I could sleep over
at their house but I really didn’t want to impose on them or put them on the
spot like that. So just I wandered around the streets of Starlight Shores,
thinking of my dilemma and thinking of solutions on how to solve it. When the sun settled I just decided to crash
on a bench for the night but I promised myself that tomorrow I would have a
better plan. A better solution. But sleeping on a bench strangely brought me
fond memories. Because I was reminded of the angel I had met the last time I
had randomly fell asleep on a bench.
Even now I still had dreams of her on random nights. I could
never remember what her face looked like but I always woke up feeling like I
had been in the presence of a woman that was born into royalty. A woman who
carried herself so elegantly that I woke up feeling like I had been in the
presence of a woman who was the perfect definition of grace.
And yet when I woke up this time, the woman facing me was
anything but that.
“Wake up” were the words she said that stirred me awake.
I thought she was just another stranger who was going to ask
me
if I was alright or
was I waiting on a ride so I said “If you’re worried
about me, I’m just fine. I’m just catching a quick nap while I wait on a ride.”
I thought that was enough for her to move along but she
narrowed her eyes at me and clicked her teeth.
“You need to go loiter somewhere else. We don’t need vagrants
sleeping in front of the building making our business look bad. Do you
understand?”
I thought she didn’t hear my lie the first time so I
repeated myself “I’m not loitering. I’m just chilling here until-”
I thought she raised her hand to cut me off but she used it
to summon some final-boss looking guy who came out of nowhere and who looked
like someone had just spilled his protein shake right before a work-out.
“Will you leave with your own two feet or do you need
assistance?”
I couldn’t believe this woman “What’s your problem with me
hanging out here? it’s not like you own the building? I told you I’m just waiting
on a ride.”
“You’ve been waiting
on your ride out here for two hours. Spare me the excuses.”
“Jonathon, give him ten more minutes. If he’s still holds on
to his lie, kindly assist him to the homeless shelter down the street.”
“You got it.”
As this “Jonathon” cracked his knuckles and looked like he
was hoping that I would give him a reason to slap the soul out of me, I glared
at the back of this woman’s head and prayed to the watcher that I would never
run into her again ever in my life. In fact, I wouldn’t even go near this
building again. Not even during the day. I turned around to see what sort of
company was so grandiose and fancy for me to get bullied to this extent and I
tell you my heart stopped when I read the name.
It was Lusha. A name that I was sure I had heard before. A
name that I was sure I should have remembered.