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I’m not sure what it was. Perhaps just youthful dramatics, or perhaps I was lonely, but I know that it was a turning point in my life. Maybe I overdid it in my mind, made it more important than it actually was, but when I heard just his voice, I felt a shiver. After mere weeks, I realized he was the light in my life. That which had been a dark and sullen became clear and meaningful. I felt as if my life had been a dark room, and he was the singular candle strong enough to light it completely.
It was chilly in the midst of mid October. I was swinging on a olive porch swing, and I was feeling a bit bored. I decided to call an old friend since I knew his birthday had recently passed. I sat there, swinging along lightly, listening to the briiiiing! of the phone line, when he picked up. I straightened up slightly, cleared my throat.
“Hello?”

“ Hey, Justin! I realized your birthday was a week or two ago! Sorry I didn’t call you sooner!”
“Oh! ‘s Fine. But, uh, I have my god brother on the other line.”

“Oh, you want to call me back later?”

“ Well, would you like to meet him?”

“Uh…. Sure, I guess.”

“ Okay. Let me hang up with him, and I’ll call you both and three-way, ‘Kay?”

“Sure…”
And with that, Justin flipped to the other line, and I hung up the phone and awaited his call. I remember being slightly nervous at meeting this new person, but I was restless, and just wanted to talk to someone. I felt the loneliness creeping up on me, as it often did and still does.
I jumped as my cell phone vibrated in my hands, the ring tone screaming demandingly at me, and I flipped it open. Laughter greeted me as I heard Justin’s deep laughter and what I assumed was his god brother, who was laughing lightly. I know that I thought it was a peculiar, very innocent and pleasant laugh, not overbearing and annoying like Justin’s. It warmed me a little, though I said nothing as conversation began.

“Hey, Gabs, this is me and Shiome!”

“I’m assuming Shiome is your god brother?” I said, a bit cynically.

“um, yeah. Hi.” I heard Shiome say. He sounded shy, but very very sweet. His voice seemed kinda calming, and I would find that it was sweeter than honey, more saccharine than any candy or sweet you could ever taste.

“hey,” I said shyly, the realization of talking to someone I’d never met sinking in.

“ Yeah, this is my god brother! He’s freaking’ awesome!” Justin said stridently.

“I’m… I’m not that great!” Shiome muttered quietly, his blush sinking into his voice.

“heh… so what have you guys been talking about?” I asked dully. I’d never been very partial to talking to Justin. His voice irritated me, and he was often interrupted me, and talking about things I had no real say in, or things that didn’t interest me. But I always wanted to talk to him. It was hard to explain. he was almost always awake, so I could call at any time, and just the reassurance that there was someone I could talk to whenever I needed it comforted me more than anything.

“Me and Shiome are going to make a show. He came up with a good story line! Tell her about it!”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little. He didn’t really introduce us much, and it was a little strange to me for this person I didn’t know anything about to just go off and tell a story.
But he did. Shiome went on to tell me this story he’d concocted off the top of his head. It went on for some time, his talking about characters and settings, side plots and climax’s. I listened quietly, somewhat sinking into my own little world. When he finally fell quiet, I didn’t say much.

“What did you think?” Justin questioned me.

“I thought it was… very creative. I really liked it.” I mused.

“th… thank you.” Shiome said, still shy, though through all of his storytelling, he seemed so confidant, full of pride. Again I couldn’t help a smile.

“Hey Shiome, you’d think she was hot if you saw her.” I heard Justin say raucously. I blushed hot red, realizing he was talking about me.

“What?! No, no I’m not!” I stuttered, embarrassed at his brazen attitude about my appearance. I thought I was hideous, something that no one would want to look upon.

“hmm… really, now?” Shiome teased, apparently amused at my self-consciousness.

“No! He is outright lying! I’m not hot, or cute, or anything!” I practically screamed at Shiome, flushing redder and redder by the second.

“hmmm…. Justin, what does she look like? Be really detailed. Of course, Hannah will have her say, but I’ll take both sides into consideration.” His smile resounded in his words, and his velvety voice sent a small chill down my spine. I was so shocked that someone was taking so much interest in me, and he’d never even met me.

“ Well,” Justin started, apparently getting ready to go off on this long spiel about me. “She’s got thick, gorgeous dirty blonde hair, about between her shoulder blades. Her eyes are a brilliant blue, so blue that looking into them is like jumping into a beautiful, clean ocean. And full lips.” He added as an after thought. He paused, searching for some other detail about my face he might have missed.

“ oh, and she’s got really cute dimples when she smiles!” he said cheerily. I once again blushed, covering my face with my hands as if they were their on the porch with me, examining my face down to every minute detail.

“ Do you want to know anything else about her face, or can I move on?” Justin questioned. He seemed somewhat anxious to get to some other part of me, and I was a little uneasy as to where.

“ I guess that’s fine. So far, she sounds beautiful to me.” Shiome said. By now, he knew I blushed at any complement I was given, and he seemed to be amused at the sound of my embarrassment.

“Well, she’s got slender shoulders, and finally…..BOOBS!” Justin Proclaimed loudly. I squeaked in protest.

“JUSTIN! My boobs are not that big!!!!! ARGH!” I groaned, so embarrassed that some guy I’d never met is probably getting a picture of me in his head, and not a very accurate picture, to say the least.

“Hannah, face it. Your tits are HUGE.” Justin drawled the word slowly, emphasizing it. I growled quietly, irritated. I wasn’t one to typically go into such a frenzy about things, but for some reason… It embarrassed me to be talked about in such a way to someone who, I’ll admit, sounded really sexy, and was a few years older than me.
For some reason, and nobody, particularly me, protested a change of subject. But I will sourly admit that I didn’t much care for the topic we moved to.

“So what’s up with that one chick you were crushing on, Shiome?” Justin inquired.

The Subject churned my stomach, and kind of irritated me. But why, I didn’t know. Sure, I’ll admit I was definitely crushing on Shiome, but still, a little irrational, I think. I’d known the guy maybe and hour, and here I was, blushing and getting irritated just knowing he liked someone else.
I don’t think much of that part of our conversation, but the next part sent Shiome and myself into fits of laughter.
Justin was talking on his cell phone, and riding his bike home from the grocery at the same time, a difficult feat, I would imagine. Suddenly, there was a loud banging commotion on Justin’s end of the connection. He yelped, and the line cut. I stared confused at my phone, and then it started shaking its rhythmic vibrations. I didn’t recognize the 321 number, but knew it must have been Shiome. I’d given him my number a short time before the lines cut.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Hannah. Um, I guess Justin fell off his bike, or something.”

“Yeah, I guess.” I burned red hot, though I don’t think he noticed. I couldn’t control the blush that ran rampant across my cheeks. The 17 year old boy I’d just met and was crushing on was calling me. Even though It was probably just to reconnect lines, still, like a silly girl, I probably thought more of it.
My phone beeped, and I looked at the screen. Justin was calling me.

“Hey, Shiome, hold on a sec. Justin’s calling me back.”

“Mmhmm.” he hummed in reply.

I switched over, and sat there for a second. Justin sounded like he’d been hurt bad, and I was worried, but honestly, who’d really want to leave the boy they were crushing over for some guy who irritated them? I’m sure its common, right?

“Damn, that hurt.” Justin grumbled, obviously in pain.

“What happened?” I did sound concerned, hopefully.

“I lost control of my bike and I fell off. Plus, I wanged my nuts on the handle bars.” he groaned, but he’d lost me. I flipped to the other line, laughing hysterically. Shiome sounded surprised, to say the least.

“wh--what’s going on, Hannah?” Shiome’s voice sounded curious, and a little amused. I was a bit embarrassed by my laughter, but I couldn’t help it. As soon as my breath was caught for a moment, I tried to spill out what had me roaring in hilarity.

“Justin…Justin fell of his bike… he hit….” I stifled giggles that were fighting their way past my lips. “he said he hit his junk on the handle bars!” I burst as soon as the words exploded out of my mouth. I could hear shiome’s laughter, and I blushed in the euphoria. Just as I’ve said, it was a sweet, cute laughter, hard to believe it was a nearly adult teen. It made me happy that Justin was in pain, as horrible as it was. I was so elated that I had shared such a funny, comical moment with this boy. I would learn soon enough that shiome was anything but. He was a man. Amazing, gentlemanly, and perfect.

"oh, my god... He can be such an idiot!" Shiome gasped. he laughed a little more, starting to calm down just abit. "He's calling me back... hold on, kay?" his voice was so sexy. I loathed justin for calling back, even then, as horrible as it was.

"yeaah... okay." i groaned inwardly, trying not to make myself so obvious. it was a hard, hard thing to do.

this isn't done yet, by any means... i just wanted to get it out of my system... so everyone would know how we met... i miss him so much...