Not just a diary

It took me a few seconds to recap myself at the thought of Lodi coming with me and what I had just done, then when I woke myself up I really wanted to talk to her, but of course I couldn’t think of anything to say. Luckily she eased the tension within an instant.
“So how do we get there?”
I slowed down my pace a little bit as I walked toward my apartment, “I don’t know yet. I find a way every time I go. First we’ll see if me brother’s home.”
“Oh yes, your brother Miguel. He does work at Shredd right?”
“Yeah, that’s him.”
“How old is he?”
“I’d say about sixteen or seventeen. He’s pretty cool.” I put my hands in my pockets.
“Oh, so you live with a parent.”
I paused, “Sort of…”
“Why don’t they drive you?”
I chuckled at the thought, “Nah, I don’t think me father would ever do something like that.”
“Oh, I see… so he’s never really around is he…”
“That’s right.”
“So why did you come to America?”
We walked in silence for a moment, “I don’t know…” I noticed my voice got smoother when I said that, “To attempt a new life I suppose… but what about you? Why did you come?” I glanced at her casually.
She sighed, “My mother wished to merry a man who lived here. We were supposed to go back right after we came but…my brother kind of got in the way. Now she and he are considering staying in America.”
“Well what do you like better? London, or America?” we approached my door and I faced her.
“Well at first I deeply sought to go back to London… but now…” she smiled softly, and finally looked up at me with those calm eyes, “I think I’m starting to like it here…” she looked back down shyly and chuckled slightly and I opened the door and walked in.
“I apologize in advance for anything grossly disgusting on the floor.”
She laughed. I yelled out for Miguel and he came from the shower, in nothing but boxers.

Other than that… things went pretty well after that. Lauryn was more than a pretty girl, she was a lot of fun to hang out with. We spent awhile at Hot Topic… I got yet another piercing. I got really used to talking to her. She wasnt like other people I met. She was never distracted, and she knew what she wanted. She was a girl of no fear, but she had one problem. She was selfless… and wanted nothing more than to make other people happy. I would learn later that some guys found it quite easy to take advantage of her…

…and that scared me.

That summer I kind of became protective of the girl. TK knew it, but that kid knew when to keep his mouth shut when he found stuff out. TK was acctually quite relieved, because he knew some guys intentions too. Anytime some guy advanced towards her, I was there to scope him out.

The people knew not to mess with me…
And now they knew not the mess with her.

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