All the memories of what could have been...

The planned movie night

"No no you have to agree the Notebook is one of the best movies ever," I said to Warren as we were talking at a café "the love story is realistic and how they still find each other after everything." He was shaking his head with a disappointed face. "At it has to be any marvel movie because it has action other than all romance" just hearing his opinions made me like him more, he had a great point of view on everything "well since you don't know my favorite movies and I don't know yours, we can watch them" he said, I would actually want to that usually I would say no but it sounds fun. "How about my place, my mother is barely there" I added to our plans, I pulled out a piece of paper to write my address. "How about tomorrow night around 8" he asked. "Sure, bring anything. I have to go but see you till then." I got up from my chair and waved goodbye, that was actual fun more fun then just being in Paris it's self. He was so nice and funny but now I would have to tell my mother about my plans. This is the last thing I wanted to do. "I'm home!" I said stepping through my mother's front door, I wasn't really planning on telling my mother the "movie night" with Warren but I had to. "Hi honey how was shopping?" My mother asked when walked by me with designs in her hands. "Look mom I don't want you to get excited or anything but I have someone coming over tomorrow night to watch some movies" I seemed to regret even saying that to her. "That sounds fun but I have to ask who!" My mother sat down next to me on the couch trying to get Warren's name out of me. "It's Warren something but you have to leave when he comes over" I said with a stern look on my face really trying to express that she can't be there. "Ok well I have to meet my lovey friends the Bonheur's for dinner anyways but no doing anything you wouldn't do around me" My mother said heading to her office. I went upstairs and started to throw my clothes that I got with Warren into my hamper, he showed me so many stores and places that were amazing they all had the bookstore vibe; comforting. I checked my phone and saw two massages: one from Lydia (finally) and a random number. The massage from Lydia said "Hi Joey sorry I didn't call I was busy with school and hanging out with Kai who is my new BOYFRIEND, I will explain later bye!" Kai was a guy that Lydia liked for forever, it kind of was nice hearing from her. Now the unknown number was actual Warren, I forgot I left him my number too. The massage wrote "Hi this is Warren the guy you spend the day with but I just thought we are definitely going to need more then one night to watch all our favorite movies." I wanted to have more time with him not just one night but the thought of having a friends and being happy after I made a huge deal about going here in the first place, just makes me feel guilty. I planned on not texting Lydia back since I didn't get a call or text until the second week and she said she was busy with school but school doesn't start until a week and a half. That lying bitch, Kai is the biggest jock I know, so how the best friend of the school's most hated girl starting to kiss a popular boy. I will serious never know. But overall today was really great, my "person I didn't want to see" I saw and it was a great trip of shopping and lots of talking. I got to talk to Warren about my favorite books and what he would like to read but also I learned that he lives with his mother and father who are especially rich and he hates his home life. We don't have a lot in common expect we both think the same things but I take chances with things I don't agree with and I at least give them a try, Warren isn't the same about that. Warren is homeschooled because his parents think that they can get him an education without having to be with nasty kids and teachers which I don't quite understand that because it's just setting your child up for life. Warren and I agreed that I would tell him all about life at school since he will never experience it, we will talk on the phone about my day and all the people that I already hated, my stereotypes of all the people. I know I will enjoy those talks, they will give me a sense that I have a friend who is just a familiar face. We only have known each other for a day but I that Warren will stay my friend all throughout my year in Paris.