Almost Lover

Chapter 1.

I sat across the far end of the second floor of my room which holds the greatest set of treasure- books, as I like to call them. It was a far cold dawn of the fourth of September. I sat still in front of my study table with only a lampshade as a source of light, I was holding on to dear life to my chosen treasure for tonight If We Ever Meet Again.

I've lost count on how many times I've read it. Yet, I always comeback to reading it as it was my first- we never forget our firsts. The book tells a story about star-crossed lovers- nowhere near Shakespear's, as the lovers of this book fought hard for the love of no other.

"Julieta!" Ohh no, I startled as heard the loud call of my name. Not her.. I calculated the time as I apparently only have less than ten seconds to be invisible.

I closed my book and shut off my lamp, standing up it was inevitable not to stumble on things as the only source of light left was the full moon. "Damn table! That's gonna leave a mark on my foot." I said through gritted teeth as the table clashed with my foot.

I tried to reach for the bathroom and just pretend that I was up for an early piss. - But I was tad bit too late. Shit! I mentally cursed as before I open the bathroom door she was already inside, glaring at me as I look like a kid caught his hands in the cookie jar.

"Come down here dear, no need to pretend that you only just woke up." She said calmly as her glare subsides.

She had already opened the main lights of my room when she entered, at least she did one thing right as I don't want any more bruises because of my sheer clumsiness and unwanted bumping objects.

I strolled nonchalantly down to her keeping my walk as steady as possible, I don't want her giving any more lectures on how am I to walk properly and on how a twenty year old should be acting.

"Good morning mother, pleasant seeing you up and early. Is there a problem?" Go out, go out, go out...

I'm so not in the mood having a conversation with my mother as early as two thirty a.m, don't want early mother daughter shallow drama's at this hour. She has this tantrums when she does not get what she wants. Believe me- not a pretty scene.

"Why dear it's nice to know that you're pleasant to see me, well I'm not surprised to see you're still awake-", as she said that the glare finally disappears and was replaced with a smirk 

"I just received a call form our old family friend Mrs. Wilson"

"I'm surprised she called so early. What did she say that concerns me? For you to be so- Ohh I don't know persistent and early?"

"Always so grumpy dear. Alright I'd brief it for you. Tomorrow at eight - a party at The Royal Gardens - we are all invited, no but's dear and your dress is already chosen by Felicity. That would be all." She was about to walk out on the door when she turned her heels back on me and said "Oh and one more thing Julieta. Get some sleep!" 

And she was out of the door. Alone at last, thank you heaven! I said to myself. My ever controlling mother. As I sort out what she just said to me about tomorrow I came to a position on whether to be irritated or happy for an invalid reason

I closed my eyes and let out an exaggerated sigh as I am confused of my feelings once again. I mentally chanted the word 'Relax' to myself as flashbacks came across my mind.

I head to my gigantic bed and flop down to the mattress face down. I screamed to my pillows due to exasperation after that I let out a sly giggle. I am so weird. I closed my eyes waiting for sleep to take over........ Wide eyed- I opened my eyes. I just could not sleep.. 

Because I just came to a realization. I was going to see him again.