I Don't Want to Lose You by Loreen James-Fisher

down as I sang the first verse of the song. I had to control myself to wait until I was done before laughing at how wide his eyes were. 
                  “Oh my goodness!” he exclaimed when I was done.  “I can't even do that and I don't have any weight on my chest. How much do those things weigh?”
                  I put one hand under each one to try to make a guess.  “I'd say about four pounds each, maybe more.  I'm just guessing.  I really don't know.  It's not like I can plop them on a scale to weigh them.”
                  He reached his hand toward me.  “Let me see if I can guess.”
                  I smacked his hand.  “I don't think so.  I don't have a ring on my finger from you.  You can look, but you can't touch.”
                  “It's like that?”
                  “I'm like that, so yes.”
                  “That's cool.  My time will come.”
                  “Oh really?”
          “ I told you that I can see into the future.  Yes really.  All I can say is that is a true talent if I had ever seen one.”
                  I laughed.  “Then you have lived a very sheltered life, my dear.  Don't tell anyone about this.  This is just between me and you.”
                  “You've never shared this with anyone?” he asked. 
          I shook my head. 
          “ Not even Nathaniel?” 
                  I made a face and shook my head. 
                  “Just me?” 
                  I nodded. 
                  “I feel special.”
                  “You are special.”
                  He scooted a little closer to me and stared at my face.  With the way he was looking at me I was sure he was going to try to kiss me.  His Adam's apple bobbled, but he lost his nerve.  He reached for my hand and kissed it. 
                  “So, I'll see you tomorrow,” I said to break the awkwardness since I heard the students of the club coming out.  “Should I cheer for you?”
                  “You better,” he said as he got up.  “That way I'll know you're there.”
                  The next night I came with my notebook to take notes on the different performances.  When Green Jalapenos performed, I screamed like a groupie for Theo.  They sounded good and came in third place.  First place went to a group of hip hop dancers, second to a singing group.  After the winners were announced, I found where the band was and gave them all, except Theo, a congratulatory hug and then I made my way over to Theo. 
                  “I'm sure you didn't hear me cheering for you even though I was in the front,” I said.
                  “I not only heard you, but I saw you.  I didn't know you could be that loud.  And I didn't choke.”
                  I smiled.  “I guess the curse is broken.” 
                  “So I don't get a hug?” he asked.
                  I whispered congratulations in his ear after I gave him a hug and a kiss on his cheek.  I left a mark since I had on a dark red lipstick.  “Dude, you have to let me go,” I whispered more than once.  He did and I stepped back.  “I have a story to write while it's fresh in my head so I'll see you guys on Monday.”
                  As I walked away I could hear the guys giving him high fives and making comments about the lip print on his cheek.  Had I not broken up with Nathaniel that morning, I might not have been so brazen.  I had hoped he would wash it off before Monday since there was a possibility that Nathaniel and I would be back together by then, which he did and we were.