I waited patiently as she came to the door. I didn�t know why our first date had been canceled, or why she hadn�t been able to talk for over 4 moths at the most, for that matter. Did she really like me as much as I thought? Maybe she just liked standing people up and then loosing all contact with them for long periods of time. What ever it was, I hoped that I didn�t get hurt through this whole relationship. She answered the door seconds later and invited me in. Since I had never been in her house, she asked, �Do you want a grand tour of my home?� I nodded, positive that something good had to come out of this. She smiled and said, �This way!� She took my hand and pulled me around the house showing me every favorite thing about each room. Kelsey stopped at the bottom of the stairs and said, �Now, for the upstairs.� I smiled and said, �You don�t have to show me if you don�t want to.� Kelsey laughed, �I want to though.� Her laugh was light hearted, warm and caring. I followed Kelsey up the stairs as she spoke. I counted the steps as we climbed them and when we reached the top, I said, �Sixteen stairs. Not a bad number.� She smiled and pointed at the doors as we passed naming each room off. At the end of the hallway, she stopped and said, opening the door, �And this is my room.� I entered willingly and looked around. There were a few posters here and there, one or two of Dream Street and a few of Jesse and Me. She sat down on her bed and said, �Its not that fancy, but it�s my room.� She nodded. I sat down next to her and said, �Well, its welcoming.� I kissed her glossy lips and ran my hand down her back.