Håp
Hope
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Him
There she was, looking exquisite, leaning against a car with Ernie holding a lock of her hair in his hands. That bastard; he made my blood boil with rage. I could not bear to see the two of them having so much alone time. I could not let Katalina fall for him.
"Hey Vance, wanna go annoy Ernie?" I wink.
"You know I'm all for it," he laughs.
A small group of us start playing around, hitting each other playfully and "accidentally" stumble towards where Ernie and her were standing. She was reaching for her water bottle when I quickly swipe it away from her fingers. Our fingers brush briefly and the electric currant I feel shocks me. I fake laugh and run away.
"Caspar, you idiot!" mock glares Ernie. "That was Katalina's."
I walk back with my head ducked, faking remorse. When I look up at her she tenses and then smiles. It is obvious she thinks I'm good looking. Call me vain if you will but to be honest, anyone would look better when compared with Ernie.
"My apologies, la señora," I say in my best imitation of the Spanish accent, winking. "I did not know it was yours."
"You are forgiven," she laughs. It makes me feel alive. Her laugh is music to my ears. Melodious. Honey. Warm. Warm Honey. Her accent is even better. "I'll just buy another one."
"Allow me," I say, extending an arm. I did not understand where this confidence was coming from; but she truly made me feel alive, so maybe that explains it. I forget that we were in a public place surround by our friends. The entire world fell away and all I could see was her, her beautiful emerald eyes, her smile, her hair. She seems entranced too and I am filled with hope. She reaches out-
"It's all right, Cas," Ernie interrupts haughtily, glaring at me quite seriously as if to say, 'WTF man?' "I'll take her."
Hope drains and I am suddenly filled with remorse and guilt. Remorse for not making the first move. Guilt for making a move on a girl my friend already had eyes on. It was time for me to back off now.
"But-" Ernie cuts Katalina off by pulling her away.
Vance looks at me in understanding; sadness. I wistfully look at Katalina's retreating back until they round the corner. I leave, not needing to explain my self to my best friend.
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Because I felt like you should know what happened after Caspar "accidentally" stole Katalina's water bottle. 💗
Xoxo,
Red
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