Eliana/Christian

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Eliana:
We arrived at his house and got out of the car. He unlocked the door and gave me a quick tour. It was a little but beautiful family house, they had two floors plus basement and loft. Two bathrooms (three with Zane's own bathroom) and one extra guest room. "Wow your house is beautiful.", I said after he showed me everything and we walked back to his room. "Thank you.", he answered smiling. He sat down on the corner of his bed and I sat on his desk chair. I did a little spin before I turned towards his desk looking at a picture of him as a child I guess. He had a football under his foot and was smiling proud, a big medal hanging around his neck. "Is that you?", I asked adored. "Yeah, that was the first Football match me and my old team won. I was 8 years old." "You look so adorable", I said my eyes not leaving the picture framed on his desk. He chuckled.
I shrieked when I heard him stand up. I could feel him standing behind the chair. He turned me around.

"Do you wanna watch a movie or something?", he asked smiling. "We still have an hour and a little."
"Yeah, sure." We walked downstairs to the living room and sat down. After we thought about what to watch we just watched "No hard feelings".

The movie was over and it was 9:43 p.m. "I think I should get going." He looked at me, "Yeah I guess."
I got my jacket and put it on. He did the same. I turned around irritated. "Oh you don't need to drive me.", I said, opening the door. He held the door open so I could walk through, "Oh I think I do." He nodded towards his car. I let out a small laugh and walked towards his car, he unlocked it and opened me the door, "Thank you.", I said getting in.

We drove to my house and got there 9:58 p.m. I unbuckled my seatbelt and before I got out I turned towards him, smiling. "It was really nice today. Thank you. For the ride too." "You're welcome. I hope we can repeat this." I nodded.

I got inside and learned an hour before I got ready for bed and finished Twisted Games, my book. Lucky for me I already bought the whole series so I could start reading the next one tomorrow, because one day without a book would be like one day without breathing. It's weird to explain it, but my love to books is so big I can't put it into words. Reading is just perfect to escape reality for a little. Story's in books are just compelling. There are books for every person and the one's who don't like books just haven't found theirs yet.

Anyways, after finishing Twisted Games I went to bed.

In the next morning I got ready as fast as I could, so that I could study a little before I hat to leave for school. I actually made it, I studied for maybe 20 minutes before I left. I didn't like this day already,  because it was Wednesday again that meant, tutor session with Christian.

The Teacher entered the classroom shortly after me. I sat down and took a deep breath. The teacher handed the exam to everyone, I turned the sheet around. I sighed relieved, because it was easier than I thought. I had to admit, I was always good in school, still maths got a little more complicated. We have 60 minutes until we have to hand the test back. I handed it over after 45 minutes. I was allowed to do what I wanted when I was finished as long as I was doing it alone and quiet, I got my notebook and started writing on my story again with Headphones on.

After maths we had English, then Physics and then history.
After school I waited for Christian in front of the school building, to discuss with him when we'd meet, but he just walked past me. I scoffed and picked up my pace. When he still didn't look at me I called his name frustrated. He didn't turn his head. "Christian!", I called, this time even angrier. He turned around with an annoyed expression, but still didn't say anything.
"When do you want to come over tod-", I didn't get to finish my sentence when he interrupted me with a short, "4:30".
"Kay", I said walking away, not wanting to look at that jerk one more second. Why was he like this? He'd never been this distant. I didn't like it when he was calling me names and annoying me either. But it was frustrating that I didn't even know why he was acting like this.

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