LOGINI'm so sorry, Lila," he said briefly and smiled again.
"Me too, Daniel" - my voice stopped for a moment. "I meant the last two weeks" - I admitted quietly.
I was really sorry, he didn't deserve me to treat him like that. His face twitched in pain, as if he were reliving the agony of the last few weeks in his heart.
"I am also ... very sorry" - he replied, also embarrassed. What did he mean by that, I didn't understand, what was he so sorry for? He had done nothing at all, except that he existed. I had to postpone my questions because Mr. Brown was just entering the classroom. Damn. I could not wait. I quickly tore a piece of paper from my pad.
"What are you sorry for Daniel?" - I wrote on it and pushed him over to him. Without looking at me, which was another sign of the fact that he already knew what was on the piece of paper, he picked up a pen and wrote something on it. It took half an eternity before he passed the note over to me unnoticed.
“I'm sorry that I stepped into your life so obviously. It was wrong. I should have left everything unchanged, but now it's too late and that's exactly what I'm sorry about. ”
I understood that even less than his previous apology. I raised my eyebrows again, but this time it was serious. I was angry with myself. He looked pained. Something hurt him, his eyes darkened a shade.
"Daniel, that is not an answer, but something I certainly do not understand." While I was still writing, he pushed another piece of paper to me. He already knew the answer.
“I can't tell you more about that, only that I feel more for you than I should.”
What does he mean by “should”? I almost missed the fact that he was just confessing his feelings to me. I blushed, my heart pounded. And then I realized that he knew from day one that I was in love with him. And I didn't think of it all along? You have to be almost blind, Lila, I scolded myself. I remembered his painful face the last few weeks, his dark circles under his eyes, he suffered with me because he felt the same way.
I looked for confirmation in his face. I decided to forego a note to tell him something.
"Daniel, answer me, please," I demanded in my mind. He looked at me embarrassed. Yes, so it was true. That was enough for me. Something remained unclear, however, what he meant by “I feel more than I should”. Who told him how much he could feel for me? But that really had to wait, Mr. Brown was already looking angrily in our direction.
It rang. School end. I heard happy voices and giggles, everyone got into the mood for the weekend ahead. I also packed my school bag and didn't notice that Daniel had already finished. He seemed to be in a hurry. At least something made him visibly nervous.
“Well then, see you tonight. I'm looking forward to it, Lila, ”he said far too quickly, but honestly. He stopped for a moment, but then did not leave the room very determined.
I hadn't even managed to answer him. That was not fair. I knew why he was in such a hurry. He wanted to avoid my questions that he had already read in my mind. I could have bet on that. Great gift. I wouldn't give up, he might have escaped now, but he won't always succeed. I had to know. So many questions had not yet been answered.
When I reached the parking lot, Daniel's Audi was already gone. Today it didn't trigger the usual painful feelings in me as it usually did. I knew that I would see him again in a few hours and that was more than I could dream of. Spend time with him.
Kate is waiting for me in her car. She kept telling me about the people she'd invited for tonight, but I was unable to listen to her. My thoughts were solely with Daniel. I just learned that most of them came from wealthy families and I didn't know them. I didn't ask any more, I didn't care, Daniel would be there, that was the only thing I had to know. Damn I was in love For the very first time, I experienced this feeling spreading inside me. And it almost felt intoxicating.
"Well, see you later, Kate"; I said happily, almost singing, as we parked in front of our house.
"I'll pick you up at seven, dear," she said urgently and I disappeared into the house smiling.
I threw myself overjoyed on the bed. The grin didn't leave my face for a second. I closed my eyes and saw myself in Daniel's arms, how he caresses my hand, how he goes over my face and I sink into his blue eyes and he kisses me gently. It is an indescribable feeling what came over me at that moment. How many times have I imagined it, but never was this imagination so tangible as it is today. My grin got wider. What will he be wearing today? Light blue again? I could not wait for it. Quickly looked for a CD from my collection without actually paying attention to it and went to my closet. I wanted to look good, so I didn't pull anything out like usual. It suddenly occurred to me, very clearly, that I had very few beautiful clothes. I've never noticed it before. But maybe the beauty of the clothes only faded because I compared them all to Daniel. I was horrified. What am I wearing now? I could never have imagined that I would react that way. I was purple. Kate was the freak, not me. In the end I had the choice between a yellow, flower-embroidered, half-length dress, a lilac-colored spaghetti strap dress, or a white innocent summer dress, which had a very nice neckline that was embroidered with small florets.
I put everyone on first, experimented with my hair and then finally had on the white dress, strappy sandals with rhinestones on my feet and loose hair. I was satisfied and looked at the clock, it was already half past six. I didn't realize I was spending all afternoon getting dressed. Kate was not allowed to find out about it. It would destroy my years of struggle. I looked in the mirror one last time and, as if out of spite, ruffled my curls again so that they didn't look so perfect.
I went downstairs and heard voices in the kitchen. I wasn't used to signing out of someone. Most of the time nobody was there, but when my parents were at home, I did it because you probably had to do it that way.
"I'm on the road with Kate". I thought for a moment what to add.
“I'll be on time.”
I wasn't sure what that word meant, but there was nothing wrong with saying it. They both smiled.
"It's good, have fun."
I smiled back.
I didn't know any times, mostly I decided for myself when it was time to go home.
It honked.
"Then,
see you later." Without turning around, I slammed the front door. When I was in the car, Kate looked at me skeptically.
"What is it?" - I looked away, embarrassed.
Shit, she noticed, I was uncomfortable.
"You look really pretty, dear," she said, smiling and a little thoughtful.
She always called me "dear" when something should sound particularly good. I do not want it. It sounded like a dog.
"Thanks, you too," I said quickly.
"That's normal, too," she uttered indignantly and hissed. Then she started the engine, put it in gear and we finally drove off.
After half a minute she looked at me very skeptically again and wanted to share with me what she had just said.
“But it is not normal for you to dress up like that. So, since you don't know the rest of the invited people, I'll just pretend that you made yourself pretty for Daniel. I know you are in love the way you have treated the poor for the past few weeks. ”
It was not a guess, it was a statement. I didn't add anything more to that. Caught. But she had noticed. I could forget about becoming an actress.
"By the way, Sem can be excused, he won't come. He's not doing so well. ”She waited for my reaction. But I didn't really care, the main thing was that Daniel came.
"It's a shame," I said completely neutrally and looked at the street. She didn't find anything suspicious, so she posted another topic.
"I'm really looking forward to introducing you to the others," she said with pride in her voice.
What was she proud of? That it was people from wealthy families who convinced them to go out with us? It was pathetic how superficial some people were. I suddenly felt disgust. Yes, as I knew Kate, she was proud of this, I thought sarcastically. Sometimes I was happy that we were so incredibly different on some points. Then at least I didn't have to think about something like that any further."I just hope they're not philistines," I said quietly, not knowing if she heard it.She just parked her freshly washed convertible and I saw where we would spend the evening. I rolled my eyes and ran my thumb and forefinger over my nose. Of course it had to be “La Habanna”, what else? The most expensive cocktail bar in Jacksonville, right on the St. Johns River Promenade.Was it only superficiality surrounding me, I thought annoyed? I already didn't feel like getting to know the people who were waiting for us. Hoping to see a white Audi, I turned to all sides.
I'm so sorry, Lila," he said briefly and smiled again."Me too, Daniel" - my voice stopped for a moment. "I meant the last two weeks" - I admitted quietly.I was really sorry, he didn't deserve me to treat him like that. His face twitched in pain, as if he were reliving the agony of the last few weeks in his heart."I am also ... very sorry" - he replied, also embarrassed. What did he mean by that, I didn't understand, what was he so sorry for? He had done nothing at all, except that he existed. I had to postpone my questions because Mr. Brown was just entering the classroom. Damn. I could not wait. I quickly tore a piece of paper from my pad."What are you sorry for Daniel?" - I wrote on it and pushed him over to him. Without looking at me, which was another sign of the fact that he already knew what was on the piece of paper, he picked up a pen and wrote something on it. It took half an eternity before he passed the note over to me unnoticed.&ld
One day, it should change . Like almost every day, I sat alone in my seat, fought back tears at the end of school and packed my school bag.The class was already empty. I strolled slowly down the hall and as I stepped outside, Kate came towards me. Quickly put on a friendlier mine purple. I wasn't in the mood for an interrogation.I couldn't hide it from her for long anyway. It was almost a miracle that I made it this far. But, with Daniel and Sem, she's had a good distraction lately. Every day she had to think about how to impress both of them.She seemed to be in a good mood, which I didn't expect after leaving her alone again earlier."Tell me, what was the matter with Daniel, he half ran to his car as if he didn't expect to get away from here," she said again in one breath. He's been doing that for days, but it's good that she only noticed it today.“How should I know, Kate. You can ask him personally ”, I evaded irritated play.
Sem Callahan came towards me on the grand staircase. I haven't had the opportunity to meet him yet. Nevertheless, I knew automatically that it was him. Sem was a little shorter than Daniel. His hair was a little darker, but he had the same deep blue eyes. He smiled at me as I passed him. He too had a tremendous charisma, but by far not the same as Daniel had. It was different with him. He hadn't blown me away like Daniel had the day before. Obviously it wasn't a fundamental problem what I had with the Callahan's. It was entirely up to Daniel.Before entering the classroom, I parted my hair and sorted my curls a little. I did this more often because it avoided headaches. I walked into the room and the first thing I saw was Daniel's face. Was it so impossible to get my plan through? I felt angry at myself. Consistency was probably not one of my strengths. He smiled at me with his beautiful eyes. I looked away quickly so as not to fall into his gaze again. He was a drug. You kne
Kate was good at this, but I ... I thought I was different. But Daniel triggered something completely unknown in me. And I'll say it again- it really scared the hell out of me.I thought about it all day, couldn't follow the lesson and still couldn't find a solution.Our eyes met every now and then and every time I had the feeling that his eyes reflected my thoughts and my soul. As if to tell me, "Hey, I understand that you're confused."It calmed me a bit that he seemed to know how I was doing . And I knew he knew. On the other hand, it was so daunting that I tried to look away again as soon as possible. Of course it wasn't normal to think like that, but it felt so familiar, as if it had never been any different between us.When the doorbell rang and it was the end of school for today, I was slowly trotting down the big stairs when Daniel suddenly walked next to me. I took a deep breath and looked at him. His presence cost me strength.“It's
Oh, I was uncomfortable because everyone was naturally staring at me. I glanced around quickly before scurrying to my seat with my head bowed. I had one right by the window, which I was very grateful for.Here and there some of them talked about their experiences they had made during the vacation. I only took it with half an ear. I've never had much to do with my classmates. So I just didn't care what they were talking about.As usual, I automatically looked out the window and suddenly thought of Phil who was standing in the parking lot earlier. Occasionally he looked over at me as if to say that my time to think about it had expired and that I should now make up my mind.He didn't make it easy for me. I tried to put this topic off as long as possible. But it was clear that it couldn't go on much longer.Fortunately, the voice of Mr. Brown, the math teacher, broke my mind and I had to look up. He was a short, thin man, in his forties, and was half bald. Y