Chapter four

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The next morning I made my usual routine and headed for school. The only difference compared to usual is that I wanted to try to avoid Jim. I don't know why I didn't want to see him, but the worst part was that I didn't know why my heart was hurting me from the idea of staying away from him either. After all, why did I feel such a thing? The only thing he did was behave strangely. Then why my heart was already attached to this boy?

As soon as I got there, my plan was already ruined. He was standing in front of the wire mesh, looking all over the crowd of students trying to get in, like he was looking for someone. After a while he looked away from the group of girls who had just passed in front of him (and who were all giggling) and saw me. We looked into each other's eyes for a few seconds before he smiled at me with his usual big smile. Then he took his bag that he had dropped on the ground and headed towards me. I just wanted to turn around and go home, but my legs wouldn't let me. My heart fluttered when he was finally facing me. He was the first to speak:

- Good morning. Did you sleep well?

- Yes, and you?

What do you mean by « and you » girl ?! The question was already abnormal but in addition I returned it to him ! I was definitely not in my normal condition. I was doing a lot of things that didn't look like... Me.

- Wonderfully well.

Now he was smiling at me again when he started talking:

- Hey, what are you doing this afternoon?

- Nothing, except class of course. Why?

I had just lied to him. That day I was supposed to meet my mother at four o'clock at the mall; one of those mother-daughter shopping time that would have pleased to a lot of teenage girls around my age but, against all odds, seemed more boring than an encyclopedia for me. Even if all this didn't deserve to be explained, it might have be better telling him I was busy.

- You'll find out later...

Like at our first face to face the bell rang and that made us both react the same way. We picked up our bags and headed for our lessons after briefly greeting each other.

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