LOGINOh, 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. You could tell that he was never really handsome. Perhaps for that very reason his face always looked a little grim.
"Good morning everyone, I hope you had a nice vacation. But now school is starting again and I ask you to take out your maths stuff, ”he said in his squeaky little voice.
I was rummaging through my things when the class door opened and a figure became visible. And when the door closed again from the inside, I could have run away screaming. It was Daniel - whoever else. I hadn't previously known that he could come to my class. But it had to happen that way, I thought sarcastically. He turned to me and looked disappointed and also a little annoyed in my eyes. Again, as if he heard what I was just thinking. I looked away quickly, God, what was the matter with me. Or rather, what was wrong with him? It couldn't all be true. It had to hit me too. Me, who was never interested in such love affairs. Now Mr. Brown noticed him too.
"Oh yes, before we start, I have something to announce. We're getting a new classmate for our final year at school. Dear ones, this is Daniel Callahan. ”
Actually, this address was completely unnecessary. Because everyone, without exception, was already staring at Daniel. There was a dead silence, although it was just like a train station.
Great, it started really well, I thought. I crossed my arms over my chest and looked out the window. Meanwhile I was mad at myself. Lila, you are a fool, I scolded myself. I looked forward provocatively again. I will not be intimidated, what does he think he is who he is that he can confuse me so. Now I was mad.
Daniel stood next to Mr. Brown, completely relaxed, until he looked at me intently again and furrowed his eyebrows as if to tell me not to. I had to smile to myself, it was so absurd, but I felt like I was experiencing a degavue.
"Mr. Callahan moved here from England with his family and I hope he will settle in well. ”
There he stood in all his beauty. Everything about him seemed perfect ... even the creases in his shirt that looked like they were chiseled into it. The only thing missing was the halo. His charisma was so extreme and beautiful at the same time. It was as if something was so beautiful that you couldn't help but marvel and admire it. You were trapped and had no other chance. I saw this admiration in the other faces and it was almost eerie.
He still looked completely calm, as if this reaction wasn't new to him. As if he was always treated automatically as if he was the diamond among people.
A little restlessness developed among my ... our female classmates. Some whispered something to each other and others just stared at him. Okay, it wasn't just me and I was relieved. At least something. I wasn't crazy on that point.
Did I look the same as my classmates just now? Oh my god ... what should he think of me ... Mr. Brown didn't seem particularly enthusiastic about this development. He looked annoyed and wanted to get rid of Daniel quickly.
"Please, find a free seat from Mr. Callahan, we want to start the class."
"Yes, of course, Mr. Brown. Sorry, it wasn't my intention to disrupt your class ”- he said in a voice that made me wince. She was so incredibly soft and gentle. Like an angel's tongue. It was the first time I heard it and yet I was not surprised by its sound, just by its softness and beauty. And this very fact - of many - really scared me. I seriously doubted my sanity again.
So when I saw the free space next to me, I hoped that he would not sit down next to me, as I probably couldn't survive it! My instincts told me to avoid him. It is too dangerous to get involved with him. Which was not wrong either. Daniel managed to throw me completely off track. That was not good. And it was dangerous. For my mind.
As he passed me, he paused for a moment and looked into my eyes, as if to say that he would follow my request, which I directed to him in my mind. I looked away quickly, it was unbearable. I felt so transparent in his presence. Terrible.
Daniel sat in the back row next to Mike Stone and took out his things.
"Please, you're welcome" - this ... his voice whispered again. I knew that only I perceived it, it seemed to be happening in my head, as if he was planting this whisper in there.
It was so scary and even scary - I was drawn to him. I couldn't get over that. I didn't understand. I was normally a really objective - and if it had to be, a superficial - person who always weighed the pros and cons first. And now I suddenly thought completely irrational, like a teen who just met his idol. I got a headache.
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