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Chapter 6

I and Justine were a couple in high school. I have to admit that she was one of the few girls that still remain in my memories and deeply in my heart. In fact she was the only one. We were inseparable. We were hanging out after the school and going on the trips around the city or just wandered around.

When the summer started it all began collapse. I slacked off in school and although it was something I could easily solve today, back than it took a lot of hard work from me.

I studied in the afternoons instead of being with Justine.

It was august 7th 2008. I was walking through the school hallway and saw Justine putting her stuff in the locker. I wanted to surprise her so I went there slowly and quietly. I was closing on her when I spotted Brad closing in on her from the other side. Neither of them has spotted me yet.

Justine saw Brad and turned toward him, smiled and threw herself into his arms. I remained there in the middle of the step and my jaw dropped to the floor. Brad. Brad! That was the Brad, the one that represented everything she hated. He was the best in class, a quarterback and the best in his team. He had an athletic build body. He was in fact the guy every mother would want to marry her daughter to. That was so lame.

And I just stood there a few steps away from them. I was frozen in time and I was convincing myself it was just a bad dream. A kind of a dream that you wake from and then you think to yourself – thank god, it was just a nightmare.

But awakening newer came and I realized that it is not a dream. I stood there trying to be invisible, but it didn’t work. In a moment Brad noticed me.

“Hey, Milo, how are you?” he said and you could see from far away he was embarrassed.

In that moment my eyes met Justine’s. She wanted to say something, but quickly turned around and ran down the hallway as fast as I could.

I flew through the front gate and stopped at the end of the stairs. I felt like throwing up. I couldn’t figure out what just happened. I was breathing deeply and people walking by looked at me pitifully. Then I sat on the stairs and bent my head down in my arms.

“Milo,” I heard the gentle smoothing voice beside me.

I was still holding my head down.

“Milo,” she tried again and touched my hand.

I slowly lifted my head and looked directly in her big blue eyes. I couldn’t believe that someone’s eyes can be of such deepness. She had the most curious expression. I tried to see at least a bit of remorse on her face. But no, it was just a pity.

Her blonde curly hair slowly fluttered in a soft breeze and I had some problems following her words:

“I think it is the best for both of us.”

Hello! What is the best for us? If there is anything I hate in this world it is somebody telling me what is good for me. And especially stupid things like that.

My head was completely empty and fogged so I just silently nodded. She stood up, turned away from me and slowly went back to the school. I saw Brad when he opened the door for her. He winked at me and showed me the thumb up. Then I realized it was raining. I didn’t know how long I was on that stairs, but I was completely soaked.

On my way home I decided I had enough of this dilligent, hard-working life. I have to do something stupid. The more foolish thing I’ll do, the better it’ll be. Justine Cody you’ll see, who is Milo and what is he capable of.

When Milo mentioned her name, Peter briefly flinched, but Milo hasn’t paid any attention to this act.

Walking home I dropped most of the actions like blowing the school up or coming to school with the machine gun… No, no, totally useless, infeasible and way too bloody. Then I suddenly remembered the toy that uncle Joe gave me when I was a kid. It was a replica of a legendary Walter PPK gun. I have never played with it though, but it was a perfect copy of a real thing and it could sever its purpose.