Dorian
A new week began, Matthew made it not so heavy the first week and has helped me to face stage fright when passing in front of everyone to introduce myself.
Leaving the second class Matthew asked me to accompany him to the cafeteria for fruit, I remember he was telling me about a guy he found in the center of the city who tried to sell him some flowers, while he told me this I remembered Luan and his love so great for them, along with this I remembered the last time I gave her some «When I see her I will give her a bouquet of hydrangeas, they are purple and every time I see them it will be as if I were with her, so I will not be so surprised ...».
—Dorian?, Come back from Jupiter, you're looking into nothingness, your ship returns to earth— Matthew said as he looked at me waiting for a reaction from me.
—Oh, sorry... I got lost in your story of the boy who wanted to sell you some flowers, they made me remember some things —I replied sadly.
—Ah, yes? What kind of things? —I wondered intriguingly as I watched his eyes grow bigger in the face of intrigue.
—Actually, they brought back memories with my girlfriend —I replied shyly.
—Do you have a girlfriend?!, Why hadn't you told me before? And I wanted to introduce you to some friends, I saw you very lonely Dorian, —Matthew mentioned with emotion and with more desire to find out more about Luan.
—Well, we've just known each other for a week, it's not like I tell you all my life from the first day, the truth is that I've never been a person of many words — I saw that he paid me a lot of attention and shared the same feeling as that of a small child when you tell him that you are going to buy him something.
—But friend, it's something very important to me, I'd love to know a little about the lucky one —he looked more excited than usual and kept quiet while he saw me waiting for an answer from me.
—Well, yes, I think the lucky one is me... Her name is Luan, I remember that she began to catch my attention from the moment I heard her name, when I saw her, it was as if it was love at first sight, you know? I've never believed in that, but that moment was like time stood still, like something let me know she was made for me... Or me for her... I don't know... But from that moment something ignited in me, as if everything I have been through has been worth it, as if every mistake was necessary because in the end she was going to be there, with me. To talk about Luan is to have to talk about what it is to love a person from the first moment, to fall in love with everything she does, with each trait of hers, with that mania she has of touching her hair when she feels sorry, of that smile that changes my mood, to talk about her, is to talk about love ... The irony is that he hadn't understood, until she arrived...
—Woo, to be a person who doesn't talk much, today you did —Matthew said, with a smile and emotion —. You talked very nice about her, you almost made me cry and not even the onion makes me cry.
Dorian smiled to himself imagining what that moment would be like when he would finally be with Luan again; he visualized the scene where Luan blushed and thanked him for giving him his favorite flowers, he wished he had to stay immersed in his imagination, but he had to stay focused to continue with his activities for the day.
Meanwhile Luan, on the other hand, was not so disconnected from what was happening to Dorian since she was equally invaded by the feeling of nostalgia and longing for him.
Luan
Arriving our free time, Millicent and Chaira asked me to go with them to the soccer fields, Chaira is fascinated with one of the players, in the end I ended up giving in to go, I do not get used to this kind of thing, I think that after a long time I amoy returning to have confidence in friendship relationships.
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LEARNING TO SAY GOODBYE
Teen FictionWelcome to the world of Luan and Dorian, two lovers with different paths in the struggle of long-distance love. Novel written with the participation of: Angelica Getsemani Aycardo Miroz Edgar Eduardo Chávez González María Fernanda Valdez Ibarra