"C'mon, Taylor! Please? Just one time?" my little brother, Johnny, was begging and pleading for me to take him to some man's house that all the children in town have been talking about. I have never seen this man myself but apparently he is different. "No, Johnny. I told Ты that I have to leave tonight so I can got to Nevada for Akasha's wedding. I don't have time!" "Please! Just for one hour!" As I packed my bags for my trip, Johnny was on his knees attempting everything he could before he gave me the puupy eyes he knows I can't resist saying yes to. I turned to see him using his greatest weapon. "Fine! We'll go. Did Ты finish packing your stuff to go to mom and dad's?" I asked. He nodded his head and went into the living room happier than ever. Great, now I have to pray that I don't miss my flight. At least there is another one tomorrow just in case.
I walked into the living room to see Johnny staring at the television. My little innocent 10-year-old brother. He may be annoying sometimes but I still Любовь him. I have him live with me because when I was younger, my mother and father would abuse me and my twin sister. They would hit us if we did something we shouldn't have. I saw that they were beginning to do the same with Johnny and I didn't want him to have a childhood like me and Tabitha did. So when I turned 18, my sister and I moved out and are living in different homes. I took 4-year-old Johnny with me to protect him. Tabitha wouldn't do it so Johnny is now my responsibility and he has been for 6 years.
"Jonnhy, where is your bag?" "It's in my room on my bed." I rolled my eyes at him and headed to his room to find that he never packed his stuff. I saw his bag open and clothes SURROUNDING the bag but not IN the bag. "JOHNNY! COME HERE!" Johnny walked in knowing he didn'd do what he was told. "Yes?" I looked at him with slight frustration. "You told me Ты packed your stuff. Why did Ты lie to me?" "I don't know." I got on my knees and said,"You want to go see that man, right?" He nodded his head and I finished,"Then Ты better pack up your stuff in five minutes. I can't be late. Now get your goofy butt moving!" I spanked his but playfully and watched him hurryly pack.
*20 минуты later*
"This is it, Taylor! This is his home! Pull in! Pull in!" Johnny shouted. "Okay, Johnny! Calm down!" I pulled up in front of the house. It wasn't even really a house. It was a old, maybe 19th century mansion. This man must also be rich. We sat in the car staring at the Главная and then a crack of lightening struck, making both of us jump from fright. It began to storm and hard.
Johnny got out of the car and ran to the house like a maniac. "JOHNNY! GET BACK IN THIS CAR!" I ran after him with my капот, худ over my head. He was already at the door and was about to knock on it. I managed to stop him first. "Hey! Don't ever run like that again. Ты have never been here before and Ты don't know this man. How do Ты know there was any traps или something?" "I'm sorry, Taylor." I let go of his hand and I was about to knock. Right when my hand touched the door, a man opened it and knew we were here.
This man was actually very handsome. He took my breath away. He had shoulder-length culry black hair, the most precious dark brown eyes, perfect full red lips and pale skin. He wore a white рубашка it bells sleeves and cuffs at the wrists with black широкие брюки, слаксы, брюки and penny loafers with spats on. He was very.....attractive. "Hello. Welcome to my home. Would Ты like to come in?" he asked. His voice was even amazing. Soft and innocent yet it also was a voice that could draw Ты in no matter what was going on. "Yes, please. It's very cold and rainy out here." I сказал(-а) in reply. We walked in with Johnny holding my hand.
The man guided us to a big and somwhat empty room. It had a few chairs here and there but there was really nothing. He had a gorgeous fireplace that was lit. It was so beautiful. "So, what can I do for you?" сказал(-а) the gentleman. Johnny сказал(-а) with excitement,"I have heard about Ты from my Друзья and I wanted to see Ты for real! Can Ты Показать me the cool stuff Ты can do?! Please?" The man giggled and сказал(-а) with a smile,"Of course, Johnathan. I would Любовь to." "Wait. How do Ты know my brother's name? I never сказал(-а) it and he never told you." I asked. It's true. We never сказал(-а) Johnny's name yet the stranger knew it. "Well, clearly Ты don't know what I am. I am very different. I know things without being told what they are. But you. Something about Ты is preventing me from knowing who Ты are. And for some reason, I Любовь it." he сказал(-а) seductivly.
As much as I was uncomfortable with this, I enjoyed being here. I starred at his lips, wondering what they felt and tasted like. Why am I thinking like this? I don't have a single clue of who he is yet I already have to urge to passionately Kiss him. "Well, I'm sorry to rush Ты and I don't mean to be rude but my brother wanted to see what Ты could do and I have leave very soon for a plane." "I understand, Miss. But please tell me, what is your name?" he asked while walking towards me. "My name is Taylor." He lifted my right hand and held with both of his. "What a beautiful for a gorgeous girl" he сказал(-а) then placed a soft Kiss on the вверх of my hand.
He walked backwards to the center of the room and turned away from us. The Далее thing we knew, ghosts were flying all around the room. They did look scary but they weren't hurting us. They were making me and Johnny laugh! Maybe this man isn't so bad at all. Maybe he is nice. I want to know еще of him because I don't want this to be our last meet. I want to see him again.
After the handsome gentleman showed us what he can do, I looked at my watched and told Johnny to go to mom and dad's. Our parents live only a block down from this Главная and Johnny wanted to go Главная because he was tired. I gave him a hug and told him to be careful walking to their house. I watched him leave and now it was just me and the stranger whos name I still need to know. He gestured for me to sit on the floor with him and I did so. We sat and talked for a while and I found out what he really is. He isn't human (clearly). he is a ghost himself. He has been one for over 200 years. He has a name but he never uses it. His name is Michael but everyone calls him The Maestro.
As time passed, I noticed that I had already Остаться в живых my chance for tonight's flight. I have to take the morning one. But for some reason, I wasn't mad. I was happy I did. We finished explaining most of our lives to each other and just joked around and we were Актёрское искусство like children. I loved being around him. The Maestro is so sweet. I keep forgetting what he truly is. We settled down from our laughter and just sat there for a moment smiling at each other. Then I noticed Michael's sweet smile was disappearing. He was looking at me as if he was going to do something but was nervous about it. He started to lean closer to me and I did the same towards him. I think I know what is about to happen. And I think I want it to happen. When our lips were only two inches away from each other, I stopped and........
I walked into the living room to see Johnny staring at the television. My little innocent 10-year-old brother. He may be annoying sometimes but I still Любовь him. I have him live with me because when I was younger, my mother and father would abuse me and my twin sister. They would hit us if we did something we shouldn't have. I saw that they were beginning to do the same with Johnny and I didn't want him to have a childhood like me and Tabitha did. So when I turned 18, my sister and I moved out and are living in different homes. I took 4-year-old Johnny with me to protect him. Tabitha wouldn't do it so Johnny is now my responsibility and he has been for 6 years.
"Jonnhy, where is your bag?" "It's in my room on my bed." I rolled my eyes at him and headed to his room to find that he never packed his stuff. I saw his bag open and clothes SURROUNDING the bag but not IN the bag. "JOHNNY! COME HERE!" Johnny walked in knowing he didn'd do what he was told. "Yes?" I looked at him with slight frustration. "You told me Ты packed your stuff. Why did Ты lie to me?" "I don't know." I got on my knees and said,"You want to go see that man, right?" He nodded his head and I finished,"Then Ты better pack up your stuff in five minutes. I can't be late. Now get your goofy butt moving!" I spanked his but playfully and watched him hurryly pack.
*20 минуты later*
"This is it, Taylor! This is his home! Pull in! Pull in!" Johnny shouted. "Okay, Johnny! Calm down!" I pulled up in front of the house. It wasn't even really a house. It was a old, maybe 19th century mansion. This man must also be rich. We sat in the car staring at the Главная and then a crack of lightening struck, making both of us jump from fright. It began to storm and hard.
Johnny got out of the car and ran to the house like a maniac. "JOHNNY! GET BACK IN THIS CAR!" I ran after him with my капот, худ over my head. He was already at the door and was about to knock on it. I managed to stop him first. "Hey! Don't ever run like that again. Ты have never been here before and Ты don't know this man. How do Ты know there was any traps или something?" "I'm sorry, Taylor." I let go of his hand and I was about to knock. Right when my hand touched the door, a man opened it and knew we were here.
This man was actually very handsome. He took my breath away. He had shoulder-length culry black hair, the most precious dark brown eyes, perfect full red lips and pale skin. He wore a white рубашка it bells sleeves and cuffs at the wrists with black широкие брюки, слаксы, брюки and penny loafers with spats on. He was very.....attractive. "Hello. Welcome to my home. Would Ты like to come in?" he asked. His voice was even amazing. Soft and innocent yet it also was a voice that could draw Ты in no matter what was going on. "Yes, please. It's very cold and rainy out here." I сказал(-а) in reply. We walked in with Johnny holding my hand.
The man guided us to a big and somwhat empty room. It had a few chairs here and there but there was really nothing. He had a gorgeous fireplace that was lit. It was so beautiful. "So, what can I do for you?" сказал(-а) the gentleman. Johnny сказал(-а) with excitement,"I have heard about Ты from my Друзья and I wanted to see Ты for real! Can Ты Показать me the cool stuff Ты can do?! Please?" The man giggled and сказал(-а) with a smile,"Of course, Johnathan. I would Любовь to." "Wait. How do Ты know my brother's name? I never сказал(-а) it and he never told you." I asked. It's true. We never сказал(-а) Johnny's name yet the stranger knew it. "Well, clearly Ты don't know what I am. I am very different. I know things without being told what they are. But you. Something about Ты is preventing me from knowing who Ты are. And for some reason, I Любовь it." he сказал(-а) seductivly.
As much as I was uncomfortable with this, I enjoyed being here. I starred at his lips, wondering what they felt and tasted like. Why am I thinking like this? I don't have a single clue of who he is yet I already have to urge to passionately Kiss him. "Well, I'm sorry to rush Ты and I don't mean to be rude but my brother wanted to see what Ты could do and I have leave very soon for a plane." "I understand, Miss. But please tell me, what is your name?" he asked while walking towards me. "My name is Taylor." He lifted my right hand and held with both of his. "What a beautiful for a gorgeous girl" he сказал(-а) then placed a soft Kiss on the вверх of my hand.
He walked backwards to the center of the room and turned away from us. The Далее thing we knew, ghosts were flying all around the room. They did look scary but they weren't hurting us. They were making me and Johnny laugh! Maybe this man isn't so bad at all. Maybe he is nice. I want to know еще of him because I don't want this to be our last meet. I want to see him again.
After the handsome gentleman showed us what he can do, I looked at my watched and told Johnny to go to mom and dad's. Our parents live only a block down from this Главная and Johnny wanted to go Главная because he was tired. I gave him a hug and told him to be careful walking to their house. I watched him leave and now it was just me and the stranger whos name I still need to know. He gestured for me to sit on the floor with him and I did so. We sat and talked for a while and I found out what he really is. He isn't human (clearly). he is a ghost himself. He has been one for over 200 years. He has a name but he never uses it. His name is Michael but everyone calls him The Maestro.
As time passed, I noticed that I had already Остаться в живых my chance for tonight's flight. I have to take the morning one. But for some reason, I wasn't mad. I was happy I did. We finished explaining most of our lives to each other and just joked around and we were Актёрское искусство like children. I loved being around him. The Maestro is so sweet. I keep forgetting what he truly is. We settled down from our laughter and just sat there for a moment smiling at each other. Then I noticed Michael's sweet smile was disappearing. He was looking at me as if he was going to do something but was nervous about it. He started to lean closer to me and I did the same towards him. I think I know what is about to happen. And I think I want it to happen. When our lips were only two inches away from each other, I stopped and........
