Another Chance | STYDIA (ENG)

4.

The following weeks passed very quickly. It was Friday and I promised my mother that I would go shopping with her because she was preparing dinner for Saturday evening to celebrate aunt Rose's visit. My aunt lives in London and visits us once in a while. I remember that she always brought me something when I was little, and it's some dresses, blouses, etc.... Now not much has changed, she has never forgotten about my birthday, and for Christmas she sent us wishes and small gifts. I like her very much. In fact she's a little strange. And why? Well, she often talks about someone who didn't even exist, or she's making up "friends" and talking to them, which looks like a conversation with herself.

My mother works in a hospital and is also a psychologist, she tried to talk to her about it, help her somehow, but it did not help much.

After maybe two hours, my mother and I were coming back from shopping. My mother was leading and in the meantime she was asking me what to cook, but I didn't listen to her very much because I was wondering where Stiles was now. I didn't have to wait too long for an answer.

"Watch out! " I screamed. I saw Stiles on the road right in front of our car. Mom "hit him. " Although I knew that he was a ghost and he was fine. Well, it was such a reflex. Mom pulled down with a squeak of tires to the side of the road.

"Lydia, to God's Sake..." Mom said, and looked at me in fear. "What happened?! "

"I'm sorry, I..." I began hesitantly. "I thought I saw something. " I added.

"You thought? " Woman raised her eyebrows.

"I've already apologized... Geez! " I shouted as I turned behind me. Behind me in the car sat none other than Stiles, who laughed at my reaction to the sight of him. Mom was also scared because of mine scream. She looked at me.

"What happened this time? You saw something again? " I didn't answer anything.

"Are we coming back? " Mother asked.

"Um... Yes. " I nodded.

***

When we got home, I helped my mom unpack my shopping, and then I went to my house and started doing what I liked the most, which was to take my notebook, go into the attic and start drawing. After a while, I heard a familiar voice.

"Hey! " Stiles called out, to which I jumped. "Oops, sorry I didn't want to scare you. " He said trying not to laugh.

I gave him a warning look.

"You didn't scare me. " I said trying to be credible.

"Yeah, sure. " He replied still laughing.

When I sent him a warning look again, he raised his hands in a defensive gesture.

"Okay... What are you drawing there? "

"Nothing. "

"Oh, come on, show me. " He said and "took" my notebook from my hand. Although it looked more like the wind had taken my notebook than he did. The notebook flew out of my hand and headed towards Stiles. Although he couldn't touch it, he reviewed it in his own way.

"Hey! Give it back! " I said trying to take my notebook, but in vain.

Man began to look through my drawings.

"They're pretty good. " He said. "Great. "

"Really? Or you just making fun of me again? " I asked raising my eyebrow.

"No, really, they're great. Oo for example, this tree is great. " He said, showing me in the meantime the sketches he was talking about. "And this one too. "