Chapter II: Listen

The following day, I woke up after I heard the voice of my angel, Jennifer talking

to her next door neighbor, Susan. Susan is a 27 year old, Japanese ethnicity, with

black hair cut shoulder length, she looked to be at least 5’5”. She’s been living in the

apartment for nearly 5 years from what I heard, she was beautiful but not as beautiful as

Jennifer, standing at 5’8”. She and Jennifer were talking about a party, that Susan was

hoping to invite Jennifer to come .I listen carefully, while hiding on the stacks of

newspaper, they were speaking like they were using a boom box stereo, but I was as far

enough from them from seeing me, to at least my vantage point

“You should come, it’ll be fun, I have friends who can hook you up.”

“No, I’m sort of busy that day, I have to work and then I have to study for a final for one

of my college classes.”

“Oh, that’s too bad, but anyway how do you like living here any way in the past weeks?”

“It’s alright, my place is cozy, and the rent isn’t that bad. But I still need to get a few

items before my new home could feel like home.”

“That’s good; well I’ll see you later. Remember if you need any help, I’ll be next door.”

            Jennifer just stood there for a minute smiling as Susan went downstairs, but after

she was long gone, she let a slip of an unhappy frown and look down on the floor.

Jennifer seemed she wanted a boyfriend more than ever, but I can tell that she was really

shy or afraid to be near a guy. As she stood there, touching and curling her blond hair, I

couldn’t help notice she let down a small tear that fell down straight to the rug. She was

alone, in the world. I have no idea if heard parents were still alive, or if she actually had

any friends or maybe a boyfriend…..? She then turned around and closed the door, and

indistinct I could hear her cry which sounded faint. I rushed to only lay my head on her

apartment door, and listen as she cried and cried.

“It’s okay, Jennifer”, I said, slowly. “I’m here.”

            Later that night, after eating another bread crumb, I came to my circumstance, that

I needed Jennifer’s attention, I couldn’t stand see her alone like this, and if I don’t act

now she can end up with a guy later, giving me much regret about it, and creating my

own depression. But first I needed a plan, how should I get to her?, what should I say?

Can I really do this? These thoughts just kept revolving around my head a lot, to the point

I felt dizzy, and slept on the newspaper the whole night. By the morning I know I’ll have

a plan, that will work. But can it, really….?