Metanoia

Chapter 3

-Don't be late Liz, we'll have diner at 9pm.

-Don't worry dad, I'll see you tonight, bye!

I took my skateboard instead of my car, then I rolled up to the nearest Dunkin Donuts café, the one in Santa Monica. When I got into the café, the nice smell of coffee invaded my nostrils. One of the best feelings ever. I took an iced latte and a chocolate chip cookie, and sat at a table near to the window, then took out of my bag my sketchpad and a pencil. While sipping my drink, I was making a wonderful drawing appear on that sheet, of a certain guy surfing...I was so concentrated on my drawing that I didn't even notice that someone was standing behind me.

-That's beautiful.

I blenched and spilled my latte all over the table, and when I saw what happened, I took all my tissues to wipe everything.

-Let me help you.

Kai sat in front of me then used all his tissues to help me clean everything up.

-How long have you been drawing for?

-Um..I've been drawing for like 8 years now I think.

-It shows. Your drawing is amazing!

-Oh thank you..I was blushing a bit.

-I look good on it.

Shit. I forgot that I was drawing him surfing. I felt that my cheeks were on fire . I couldn't see myself but I know for sure that I was now blushing so hard that if you put me outside, all the cars would stop because I know I look like a freaking red light now.

-Erm...how do you know it's you? Maybe it's just some guy that I imagined?

-I don't know, I just guessed.

Before I could give any respond, he added (fortunately because I didn't know what to say anymore):

-You're interesting.

-How?

-I don't know, I feel like you're hiding something. Something like a story that made you who you are now. And that you escape from it by drawing or whatever. It's like your secret garden.

-How do you know that? I was surprised because no one had ever told me something like this, even less someone that I met not even 24 hours ago.

-I'm a mentalist...

I widen my eyes.

-...I'm just kidding! You really should've seen your face! You're so naive! he couldn't stop laughing.

Okay he's starting to become seriously annoying, maybe he's not as perfect as I thought he'd be. But I still wanted to get to know him better.

-So do you have a secret garden?

-Yea. If by secret garden you mean a place where I feel genuinely good and where I go to evacuate all my stress and forget about all my problems, then yes, I do have one.

-Interesting, a guy who says that he has feelings to evacuate in his little secret garden..so cute. I wanted to sound as sarcastic as possible, to show him that I have some confidence too, even though I find it really cute that he has a secret garden.

-Don't make fun of me, boys have feelings too you know, we can act like total douchebags but it happens that we feel bad sometimes.

-I see..and what is your secret garden?

-I'd prefer to show it to you instead of describing it. he said with a big smile on his face.

-Oh so it's literally a place? Give me the adress and when I'll have some free time, I'll go. I loved playing that mysterious and busy girl, even if I was none of that.