Exchange of looks.
The week has passed very quickly.
Between Luke, Sam and the clashes with his cousin, I had almost forgotten Mychol.
Which was not negative. He promised me that every Friday he would come to see me ...
Today is Saturday and nobody has been seen yesterday.
I do not understand if in me, more anger or disappointment prevails. Everything is a great anxiety.
I look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it is 5:45 pm. -I must hurry up if I want to go with Sam to his cousin's party. -
Well, no, he did not invite me directly .. Between us, now, it's mutual hatred. It was Sam who asked me to go. To ask me? Force me.
I get up from the bed and head to the closet, where I open the doors to figure out what to put. Two clothes that I never put my attention on.
But if I've never worn it there will be a reason, right? I try them.
First, it's up to the black one.
Girdled over with glitter here and there on the bust, I get in the middle of the thigh and I must say that makes me look like a bagasse!
- Now I understand the reason for this dress.-
Now it's up to the other: above it seems to be the same fabric as a sweatshirt, under the skirt is jeans. I really like it but I do not understand why I've never worn it since I got it.
I decide to put this. And the shoes? Simple, being a pretty sporty outfit, the blue converts will be enchanted. -I think-
I untie the braids made this morning and improve the "rough" effect of my hair.
Base of foundation, A strand of eyeliner, black mascara and a veil of lipstick (dark brown).
My gaze then falls on the alarm clock and I notice it's 8.30pm.
- What have I been doing all this time? Cabbage. -
I pick up the phone and run to call Sam.
* In call *
Sam "BUT YOU HAVE FINISHED"
I "um, I lost the condition of time, you come to get me?"
Sam "I'm coming."
* End of call *
After less than five minutes I find her in the house. I get out, I greet Sara and George and get in Sam's car.
Sam: I should be angry because you did not make yourself feel for three hours, you did not help me with the dress and you called me at 20.30 but now ... It must reign in me soooolo positive energy. Okay? "
I spontaneously laugh.
Me: yes, all clear. "* Continuing to laugh *
After half an hour we find ourselves in front of a villa. Almost more beautiful than my adoptive parents.
They look away and Sam starts telling me something, but I do not understand why I'm too busy seeing the beauty of that house.
It seems to be already full of guests, both inside and out.
We enter and Sam's cousin looks at us from a distance.
I exchange the look and notice that it is approaching.
X: I'll pretend I invited you, okay? "
Me: Sam, can I leave? "I say, turning towards her already with anger in my eyes.
Sam: aaah, do not think of it, hell. Think about having fun and make as if Mark was not there. "
Mark ... That's what it's called.
He shows us a smile and goes away again.
He has a shirt unbuttoned with the first buttons that highlights his tortoise. Of black trousers and white shoes. It is particularly fascinating.
If only he was not the guy who teases me all the time, I think I might even fall in love with him.
I turn my head a bit 'everywhere and then my eyes fall on a person.
A boy leaning on the shelf in the kitchen.
I notice that he looks back at me, embarrassing me.
I would like to look elsewhere but I can not, my eyes seem glued to him.
He has black hair and equally dark eyes. To highlight the darkness of his features is the black leather jacket over a white shirt that covers the belt of the black trousers.
He keeps a beer and occasionally sips from the bottle.
Without however, look away from me.
Between Luke, Sam and the clashes with his cousin, I had almost forgotten Mychol.
Which was not negative. He promised me that every Friday he would come to see me ...
Today is Saturday and nobody has been seen yesterday.
I do not understand if in me, more anger or disappointment prevails. Everything is a great anxiety.
I look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it is 5:45 pm. -I must hurry up if I want to go with Sam to his cousin's party. -
Well, no, he did not invite me directly .. Between us, now, it's mutual hatred. It was Sam who asked me to go. To ask me? Force me.
I get up from the bed and head to the closet, where I open the doors to figure out what to put. Two clothes that I never put my attention on.
But if I've never worn it there will be a reason, right? I try them.
First, it's up to the black one.
Girdled over with glitter here and there on the bust, I get in the middle of the thigh and I must say that makes me look like a bagasse!
- Now I understand the reason for this dress.-
Now it's up to the other: above it seems to be the same fabric as a sweatshirt, under the skirt is jeans. I really like it but I do not understand why I've never worn it since I got it.
I decide to put this. And the shoes? Simple, being a pretty sporty outfit, the blue converts will be enchanted. -I think-
I untie the braids made this morning and improve the "rough" effect of my hair.
Base of foundation, A strand of eyeliner, black mascara and a veil of lipstick (dark brown).
My gaze then falls on the alarm clock and I notice it's 8.30pm.
- What have I been doing all this time? Cabbage. -
I pick up the phone and run to call Sam.
* In call *
Sam "BUT YOU HAVE FINISHED"
I "um, I lost the condition of time, you come to get me?"
Sam "I'm coming."
* End of call *
After less than five minutes I find her in the house. I get out, I greet Sara and George and get in Sam's car.
Sam: I should be angry because you did not make yourself feel for three hours, you did not help me with the dress and you called me at 20.30 but now ... It must reign in me soooolo positive energy. Okay? "
I spontaneously laugh.
Me: yes, all clear. "* Continuing to laugh *
After half an hour we find ourselves in front of a villa. Almost more beautiful than my adoptive parents.
They look away and Sam starts telling me something, but I do not understand why I'm too busy seeing the beauty of that house.
It seems to be already full of guests, both inside and out.
We enter and Sam's cousin looks at us from a distance.
I exchange the look and notice that it is approaching.
X: I'll pretend I invited you, okay? "
Me: Sam, can I leave? "I say, turning towards her already with anger in my eyes.
Sam: aaah, do not think of it, hell. Think about having fun and make as if Mark was not there. "
Mark ... That's what it's called.
He shows us a smile and goes away again.
He has a shirt unbuttoned with the first buttons that highlights his tortoise. Of black trousers and white shoes. It is particularly fascinating.
If only he was not the guy who teases me all the time, I think I might even fall in love with him.
I turn my head a bit 'everywhere and then my eyes fall on a person.
A boy leaning on the shelf in the kitchen.
I notice that he looks back at me, embarrassing me.
I would like to look elsewhere but I can not, my eyes seem glued to him.
He has black hair and equally dark eyes. To highlight the darkness of his features is the black leather jacket over a white shirt that covers the belt of the black trousers.
He keeps a beer and occasionally sips from the bottle.
Without however, look away from me.
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