I dare You

CAPITOLO 47

CAPITOLO 47

Finally we're alone ...

I can hear the others speaking and laughing from the other room and I can bet my ass they're opening some bottle of wine or something ...

They won't border us.

Hopefully.

I need to use the little time I have to know as much as I can about her, and I don't intend to waste a single minute! What I told her before dinner was true; I do need and want to know her better and I do, need and want some time to clear my mind a bit. I can't keep considering me and Sandra as a real couple if I can't stop thinking about Corine.

<< So... >>, I begin, but stop immediately; I have no idea what I should say or ask first...

I had planned a dozen questions for her, but right now, all I can think about, is her soft and full lips all around this damn cigarette; << So, when did you first try to smoke? >>.

Alright... this is not exactly one of the questions I had prepared, but ... whatever!

Her eyes open a little bit more in surprise and she starts laughing so hard that I begin to worry she might be insane ... but then I realize how beautiful, genuine and rare her laugh is.

She's not so used to laugh and I can tell that by the little line that always crosses her forehead, as if she's always worried or scared or thoughtful...

<< Why are you asking me that? >>.

<< Well... it's a question! We said we'd have tried to know better each other, remember?! >>.

<< Yeah! But why this one? >>.

<< Corine ... even if I don't know you, I can bet my everything that it won't be easy to make you talk about you! So maybe... we can start with easy questions first?! >>.

Her hazel eyes scan me suspiciously. She nods and smiles in agreement and I suddenly feel happier than ever! What the hell is in this fucking bowl?! There must be something more than weed, cause I refuse to believe that all these positive feels are due to this girl sitting in front of me!

<< Twelve! >>.

<< Twelve what? >>, her answer catch me off guard! What was the question?

<< I've never tried a normal cigarette, but I had my first bowl when I was twelve! >>.

Smoke gets stuck in my throat and I start coughing; << Twelve???? But you were just a kid!! My first bowl was only a year ago! >>.

<< And why did you start smoking it? >>.

<< I don't know! I mean, I was sort of curious I guess. Oh, and it was during the TMH Tour; the most stressful and hard tour we've ever made! >>.

<< So you tried to smoke weed to "escape" from a stressful job!? >>.

I don't know if it's a question or an affirmation, but she's sort of right; so I nod.

<< Well, I did the same, but to escape from a hard life in general I guess! >>, she smiles as soon as the words leave her mouth, but her eyes are a little bit darker than before. I know she's just trying to relieve some of the tension that this subject is bringing up and I do want to know more about it, but I also don't want to push her telling me.

I need easy and small questions like the one I've just asked, to find out the bigger and the darker ones.

<< Tell me about school! >>, I call out, pulling out what is left of the bowl.