Shut up

"Tyler!" I called, running after the white and black hound in the park. I was fed up with his love for females, he was chasing after a fluffy Bichon frise, a girl about my age was with.

Crazy.. I actually drooled when the owner walked by, she was so beautiful - almost so good to be true.

With a silky smooth brown skin, long braids, captivating brown eyes and eye popping full lips. The pink jean mini skirt and jacket she was wearing complimented her beauty which was radiating from afar.

I chased after Tyler until he got to the spot the girl was at but both of us halted when we found her. She was so intrigued with busking and damn.. her voice was amazing, each string she played on her guitar and each lyric she sang felt like the heavens was communicating with me.

Her voice stole the hearts of many and in a few seconds, her guitar case was decorated with overflowing cash.

She closed the case and dismissed her audience, after that she hung her guitar on her shoulders and picked up the case with her attention dedicated to her phone.

Tyler ran to her pet and I wanted to play the role of the matured dog owner so I walked up to her with a broad smile.

" Hi," I greeted

" Hey, Tristan, " she replied and I blinked.

" You know my name? "

" Umm .. yes, I performed at your cousin's birthday party yesterday, remember? Your aunt introduced me to you, " she explained.

And I quickly recalled about the party yesterday, I didn't see her...auntie only pointed at her back view before I left for a local basketball match that evening.

I lived in New York but I came to visit my aunt at Los Angeles, for my cousin's birthday.

The kid was turning ten and he wanted me to be there so I had to attend. My aunt begged me to bring my girlfriend - Mackenzie, along but she was busy with her Instagram live videos so she turned down the offer.

I lied to my aunt that she had an audition but the truth was that Mackenzie didn't like kids. It was her choice and I kinda like her for the way she is - even if we weren't similar.

" I'm sorry, I didn't see your face. And -"

" You didn't watch my performance but it was awesome. You could ask Tobi to tell you what he thinks,"

" I'll do that. Umm...err.. You're Kira right? " I found it dumb that I was struggling to talk to her.

I was the most popular and handsome at one of the most prestigious schools in NYC , why couldn't I just talk to a common busker?

" Yes, Kira....Ari, leave him alone.. okay? Dad's gonna be looking for us, " she said, leaning to talk to her dog.

Ari quickly stopped playing with Tyler and hurried to meet her. Tyler's ears dropped and Kira apologized to him by giving him a chewy toy.

" I'm so sorry, I have to meet my dad. See you whenever you come back. Your aunt said you're leaving tonight, " Kira said, waving with a charming smile and I nodded like an electrocuted animal.

She shrugged her shoulders and bade me goodbye again before leaving.

" She's hot, Tyler. So hot, " he mumbled.

×××××

The next day. [9:05am]

At the airport...

" Tristan honey!! " Mackenzie squealed, running to hug me and I carried her in my arms and turned her around even though my mom was watching..

" You dyed your hair again? " I asked when we pulled from each other.

She swung her curly blonde hair with a smile, " Yes, I did.. this color looks great doesn't it, "

" Yeah it suits you, " I said, smiling.

I hugged my mom afterward and the three of us headed home after taking several photos - Mackenzie's request.

We got to the car and I bent down to pick up my phone. Just then.. I spotted a cute white Bichon at the airport - it looked like Ari.

I stood up and stretched my neck to search for Kira but I laughed at my being later on, what would she be doing in New York?

I sat close to Kenzie at the backseat and my mom started driving after we were strapped in.

Kenzie was busy taking pictures and making videos of us, so I secretly stalked Kira's Instagram account.

For some reason, I couldn't forget her and she attached herself to my memory, I watched a few of her singing videos with my ear pods but the moment was cut off by my girlfriend. She took the phone from me and glared at the person in the video.

" Tris, who is this?"

" I fellow singer, I met at LA, "

" Oh, Tris you sing with quality. This bitch 's voice is too tacky.. zero quality -"

" Kenzie please shut up!"