The Taste Of Your Touch

3

I woke up 5 minutes before we drove into the gargae of the grey building standing infront of us.
"We are here!" My fathers says relived as we enter our new living space of a small appartement.

We start unpacking the brown carton boxes from our rented car and carry them up the metal stairs.
Up and down I go, wishing there would be a lift in this what looked like modern building.
I step up the stairs for a sixth time as someone bumps into me.
It's a girl. Her black hair covers her face and her dark eyes stare at me.
"I'm sorry!"
She says while a smile slowly forms on her face.
"Can I help you? Well, after I put this in the bin."
She points at the garbagebin she is holding in her left hand.
I hesitate to answer.
"Oh no it's fine. My father and I are finshied soon anyway."
"Are you sure?"
She ask wanting me to confirm that I am capable of doing this on my own.
"If you want to you can come up to my appartement and I'll make you a drink. You know, as a little welcoming!"
I blush. I didn't want to seem pushy by saying yes, nor did I want to seem disregarding to her offer.
"Thank you for the invitation. I'll lokk this evening." I smile and start walking up the stairs again.
"Hey! Wait! You don't even know in which appartement I live!"
I stop, feeling stupid that I didn't ask her.
"I live up on the sixth floor and my name is Janet by the way!"
I turn around forcing a smile onto my face.
Why is it so hard for me to talk to her? Why can't I just act normal?
"Okay! Bye Janet, see you soon!"
I get to my door when I barley hear her ask what my name was. But she will know this evening. I decide. I will go to her place and get to know her.

My father is standing in the kitchen, arranging the pots and pans in theire new cupboards.
"I heard you talking to someone in the hall. Was it one of our new neibourghs?"
I nod, but I notice that he isn't looking at me and then say out loud:
"She's called Janet and she lives three floor above us." My father turns around and lookes at me smiling.
"Doesn't that look nice now!" He says pointing down at the kitchen utensils.
"Oh, and cool that you already got to know somebody. Maybe you should get to know her better before school starts again, she probably goes to the same school as you will be going to!"
It would be nice to have a friend before starting school. I think to myself by adding out loud: "Well she invited me over this evening, could I go?"
"Yes of course!" My father states as he opens the next box and starts unpacking it's conntents.

I stand in my near to empty room abd look at my self in the mirror I hung up a few hours ago. My lips are painted in a natural shade of pink and my eyeslids are decorated with a dark eyeshadow. I was ready to go upstairs.
I tied my hair up in a high ponytail and put my shoes on.
I walk up the stairs. I'm at her door and I ring the doorbell.
A young guy opens ul the door.
A stench of smoke and alcohool and smoke escapes the room behind him and I see people dancing and drinking and smoking.
"Are you the new girl Janet told us about?"
I nod and then I venture into a place that I didn't expect myself to be in at all.