LOGINhad a very strange feeling that I had never felt before. Suddenly I had butterflies in my stomach and there was a smell of the most wonderful flowers on earth. As if I was enchanted. I felt like I could take off at any moment.
I looked into Kate's petrified face. It was full of admiration. She stood completely motionless and looked at the parking lot, which was right in front of the school.
I followed her gaze and turned around and saw a snow-white Audi. His snow-white Audi. It belonged to Daniel Callahan, who was about to get out. Although I'd never seen him before, I knew intuitively that this outrageously good-looking boy who was about to get out of his outrageously good-looking car was Daniel. What the hell was wrong with me? My body and especially my emotions went completely crazy. What scared me most of all was that extreme familiarity. Why was I so drawn to Daniel even though I had never seen him before? I was horrified at myself. And at what I was feeling. I should have been glad to be able to feel anything at all, because that was clearly proof that I was not an emotionally cold monster. I tried to fix my gaze on something else- so I looked back at Kate.
I wasn't sure if she admired the Audi or Daniel Callahan. Both would have been possible. I looked over at the parking lot again, it was impossible not to look there.
Now he came up to us and looked at me as if I was the only person in his field of vision, the only one in his mind, the only one who would ever be in his arms and the only one who would be worth dying for. I almost got hit. Dizziness spread from the adrenaline rushing into my blood. Who was this Daniel Callahan?
I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew him from somewhere. I've definitely seen this face before, that much was certain. He was so familiar to me. I knew his facial expressions, his way of moving and what was absolutely sick, I imagined that I also knew what his voice sounded like. Damn it, it just looked so familiar, but I couldn't find anything in my head that suggested it. No memory to retrieve. I was losing my mind, that much was certain, and the closer he got, the worse this strange feeling got. Now I actually thought I was floating. Crazy ... Was I crazy all of a sudden? Why did he confuse me so?
I was in a trance and he didn't take his eyes off me and when he reached the step on which I was standing, his seemingly perfect mouth twisted into a loving smile. It was just perfect. Not from this world. I had never seen such a beautiful person. I just stood there and looked at him - as if he had told me to. It was like a spell, I couldn't resist it.
And when he smiled at me, I had to smile back - as if I had always done it that way. This situation also seemed so very familiar to me.
His ocean blue eyes were warm and as deep as the Atlantic on a summer day. I had to be careful not to drown in it. What was wrong with me? I despaired. It scared me. He scared me because he was somehow able, as if by magic, to pull me under his spell.
Stop staring at him Lila! - I commanded myself.
Oh please, dear god, don't let me go mad!
Then he giggled softly, as if he had read my confused thoughts at that moment.
He was already a few steps further when I heard a low, almost whispered "Hello Purple". The words wafted over to me like a sweet smelling summer breeze. Now I was sure from the bottom of my heart that I knew his voice. And that I went crazy It sounded to my ears like a long-awaited greeting after many years. It sounded like a long-awaited reunion. And as sure as I was on this point, I was also sure at the same time that it couldn't be. I didn't know Daniel, my mind told me that. My heart, however, longed for him.
I became a little clearer again when the bell rang.
.......
Class started in minutes. I had completely forgotten that Kate was still standing next to me. I was surprised that she hadn't texted him right away, as she did with everyone. Perhaps she had felt exactly the same as me? I looked at them searchingly, looking for evidence for the theory I had just made. She looked confused indeed. She was just trying to hide this confusion behind her lovely smile, which told me she was uncomfortable.
"What do you think about him? Isn't he totally cute? Such a real heartthrob, isn't it Lila ... “- she said in one breath.
"Huh ... what ... oh, Daniel, yes, he seems really nice.
I 'll see you later, Kate, have fun. ” I wanted to be alone as soon as possible. Well at least in my head.
Fortunately, she wasn't in my class. That made everyday school life a little more pleasant. Deep in my thoughts, I strolled in the direction of my classroom, which hadn't changed. It must have taken me a long time to do this because when I walked into the classroom, almost everyone was seated.
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