( You A Lie! One Was Not Enough?- Chapter 2)

After the dance, last weekend with my neighbor across the hall everything went back to what it was before (Go here to read about chapter 1 The Amazing Dance https://link.medium.com/93r560Q64gb). The only real change was the pretty butterfly that was painted on my door, I knew he did it because he is the only one in our building that has paint on his door.

Moving away was bittersweet giving that I was living in that same building for the past seven years. I didn’t run into my special neighbor across the hall before I left to say thank you and goodbye, which I kind of knew was going to happen so I just left a note taped to his door.

The new apartment was great, it has so much more space for me to continue to do a little bit of nothing. Just kidding, I have a life when I want to I guess. My morning routine has changed now that I decided to go out for walks around the new neighborhood. True story, I never made it past the part where you sit and put your shoes on. I will sit down to put on my shoes and I always leaned back to chill for the morning. One day started the same, but ended a whole lot different. I took a shower with the type of music that supposed to hype you up to get you ready to perform at your best, sort of like the music before sport games. I bounced and danced as I put on my tank top and Yoga pants and headed to the living room to put on my shoes *wink wink*.

I dozed off and was wakened by a loud tap that almost gave me a freaking heart attack. “WTF, where is that tapping coming from”, I said as I got up to find out what it was.

“Whoever or whatever was doing the tapping is. about to get snapped on” I said out loud.

I wanted whoever it was doing the tapping to know they were in trouble. With my fist balled up, I went to the door an opened it with aggressively. I ready to read someone their rights, but no one was there to read them to. I heard it again and the noise was now coming from behind me in the living room where I was just sitting. The thug in me slipped away quick and that pep in my steps slowed down. As I got closer to the room, I realized that the tapping was coming from the window.

“Why didn’t anyone tell me that there were window cleaners”, I said out loud to myself.

“Makes sense since this building has five floors.” I thought to myself.

I creeped to the window to see if I had hottie with a body hanging around. I didn’t want to frighten them so I took a little peep.

“No effing way this is happening to me, I have to be dreaming”, I screamed.

Yep, I’m dreaming for sure.” I said as I closed the curtain tight and stood in front of them.

The tapping started up moments later and I already pitched myself 40 times to see if I was really woke and I was. The dance was one thing, but now this mess. I just swung the curtains back open and faced it for what it was. It was a flying ostrich with a pink striped head band and shoes that matched the same brand-new ones that I bought for walking that has never been worn. With a sign on her neck said “Let’s walk together, I’ll meet you downstairs.” I could not believe this crap was happening to me.

I gave her a thumbs up and mouthed “Give me a few minutes.” I did what anyone else would do in my situation. Grabbed my shoes, put the music back on and headed downstairs to meet what might be my walking partner from now on.

I hope everyone enjoyed the read! It’s so fun to start and end where you want with writing. Tune in for Chapter 3!