Briar Nolet was your typical 18 year old teen, in her last year of community college, trying to stay ahead with her grades and dancing, while maintaining some sort of a social life.
Myles Erlick, 19 years old, and a famous singer/song writer, dancer...
"Yeah. My dad was unwell, & was in & out of hospital a lot. I thought it would be good for all of us to move to somewhere nicer. A house that didn't leak when it rained, & wasn't growing mould." Myles began, taking me by surprise. I decided not to interrupt him speaking, so I just listened.
Myles loved helping people, & told me that one of the main reasons he started writing music, was to connect to people, & possibly even help them get through a tough time.
"Myles, is that you?" a women called out from the next room.
"Yes, Mum. It's me!" Myles called back, closing the cupboard door.
"Is Briar with you?" She called out again, & I felt my heart pounding rapidly in my chest. She used my name. I mean, obviously she was going to call me by my name, but it was weird to hear.
"Yes, we're coming!" He grabbed my hand, & began walking me through to the other room, but I stopped in my tracks, as my whole body tensed. He looked back at me, & I could tell he was concerned.
"What's wrong, B?" He asked curiously, but in a much quieter tone than before.
"What if your family hates me? What if I completely embarrass myself?!" I whisper-yelled, suddenly feeling ill with worry.
"Baby B, you're amazing! You're smart, funny, talented, kind, beautiful, & are by far the most incredible person I've ever met! My family will love you. Trust me!" he reassured me, giving both my hands a squeeze. He smiled at me brightly, then placed a lingering kiss on my lips. I smiled into the kiss, then let out a long sigh once we had finally parted.
"Come on!" he said, leading me into the next room.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
This is the kitchen (I don't own rights to this photo, nor am I claiming this as my own. Credit goes the person who took these photos).
My eyes grew wide with shock as we entered the kitchen. It was so fancy, & modern. It had all the new shiny bells & whistles; Not to mention that it was huge. Nothing like my kitchen at my house. My kitchen was smaller, & less modern, whereas this one was like any cooks dream kitchen.
Despite how it looked, the first thing I noticed when entering the room, was the smell of chocolate chip cookies. My absolute favourite!!
A women immediately came to greet us, a warm smile on her face. She was wearing an "I Love Cooking" apron.
"Hi, you must be, Briar? It's so lovely to meet you!" she said excitedly, wrapping her arms around me, in a tight embrace. I awkwardly hugged her back, then returned the smile.
"It's nice to meet you too!" I replied, wishing I was less awkward.
"I must say, it was quite a shock to all of us today, when we found out that Myles had a girlfriend." She commented, brushing the few spots of flour off of her apron.
