The Guy Behind the Letters

Chapter 4- Going out

Liv and I were driving to school, late, as always, when I noticed that she was distracted. But like, lost in her own thoughts so deeply that if we had crashed, she wouldn't have noticed.

-Hey, Liv-

-Hum-

-So what do you think?-

-Hum... About?-

-What I just said?-

-Oh, yes, I completely disagree-

-You disagree that I volunteer to help those in need?-

-What?!, No!-

-I'm kidding. You weren't listening though.-

-Sorry-

-Is someone in looove?- Kissing sounds.

-Of course not! Love is gross-

-So tell me what's up-

-Well, you know how you have Hemingway, right?-

-Yes-

-Well I already know who my pen pal is, it was quite obvious. He's name is Levi-

-LEVI CARTER? As in the guy who obviously had a crush on you in middle school?-

-You remember him!-

-Sure I do, he was too scared to even talk to you-

-Well, obviously he knew who I was, since there are not many people who would call themselves "Daughter of Satan"-

-And...?-

-Well I gave him my phone number, and we've been texting. A lot.-

-Does somebody have a crush????-

-It's just a teeny tiny crush, not that is going to become someone else. We are way too different. I like to go out, party, be bold and crazy... And Levi is a nerd who only talks to the nerds and does nerdy stuff.-

-Honey, sorry to break it to you, but you are a nerd at heart, you are just good at hiding it. If I have to guess I'd say you have already discussed your Hogwarts houses.-

-He is a Hufflepuff. It's adorable.-

-Well, then what's the problem?-

-Nothing! That's exactly the problem. I don't have any excuses to protect myself.-

-I think what you need is to let go and stop trying to control the inevitable.-

-If he breaks my heart you'll kick his ass?-

-You can kick it yourself.-

-Deal-

We parked at school and as we were going in Levi aproached us. Very nervously I may add. He waved at Liv and then at me, and he started to walk her to class. They were talking about nerdy stuff and the Lord of the Rings, one of Liv's favorite topics. Anyway, I was left alone in the hallway, so I started walking towards my locker.

-Hey stranger-

It was Blake Crawford.

-Hi Blake-

-How was your book?- He said in a sarcastic little voice.

I thought this was annoying, but also I was surprised that he had been thinking about the book, and the scene I made with Ethan.

-Amazing, thank you for asking- I said in a much more sarcastic voice.

-An where is your little boyfriend? You two look so cute together.- He said in an even more sarcastic voice. He was really trying to get in my nerves.

-I don't have a boyfriend, but, are you talking about Ethan? You're right, he IS cute.-

His face turned from that mischivous look to a little hurt and angry. I think he was jealous.

-Whatever-

-I'm just messing with you-

-Yeah, sure.- He said rolling his eyes. -There's always a little truth in every lie.-

-Well yes, the truth is that I don't have a boyfriend, so guess you're right.-

His face lighted up a little.

-Do you have any tests this week?-

-No, just finished everything.- I said with pride.

-So you have no responsabilities for tomorrow?-

-Not at all-

-Great, we are going out-

I was shocked for a good second. EXCUSE ME? What is wrong with this guy?

-Was that an invitation or an order?-

-Well, I already invited you the other day, and you only said no because you had to study, so I figured, now that you are free...-

-And what's in for me? What do I gain other than you messing with me all afternoon?-

-Guess you have to come to find out- He shrugged.

-I'll think about it.-

-See you after school Williams.-

And just like that he left. If I want to find out if this guy really is Hemingway, I guess I don't have another choice than to go.

Well, after this little incident I went to class, Literature, that I shared with Liv and Ethan. Ethan sat in front of me.

The class went on normally until I saw Ethan handing me a piece of paper, very discreetly.

"How are you liking the book?"- It said.

He was so nice.

I wrote back "It's amazing, I'm loving it" and then I handed the paper back to him.

"If you are loving that one I have one at home that would drive you mad. If you want we could go get it".

Was Ethan Mikaelson inviting me to his house? What's going on with the universe today? Did someone break something?

"I can't today, tomorrow?"

"Can't wait".

And that was the end of our little conversation. So now I had not only one, but two "dates". Amazing.