chapter 11 : trying to move on

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  • Dedicated to King Imad Alfaboukh
                                    

Whoever came up with the idea of kids going to school  five days a week , seven hours a day is a complete moron, what’s the point of making us wake up at seven  to sit in a classroom and listen to fucked-up teachers and useless nonsense ?

Breathing out a sigh of relief when I heard the bell ringing  , yay SPRING BREAK ,two weeks of sleeping and going out , is there something better ?

 I turned around when I heard his deep voice calling me from behind , wearing blue Adidas sweats  and white sneakers , he was defiantly heading to practice . it’s been a longtime since I saw and we  are just talking now and then on facebook,  you can’t imagine how much I missed him.

“ hey , what’s up “ I said with a warm smile , “ hello , I really need to talk to you about something “ he seemed really serious about it , “ okay, I’m listening “ it’s was obvious that I  started to worry ,” well , it’s about Lucas , I’ve noticed that he is always around you . I barely know this guy but I saw him flirting with a lot of girls in practice ,be careful please and don’t trust him, he might hurt you” his tone turning a little bit angry right now , “ I’ve been hurt once so I learned from it, I think that I can handle my stuff Adem , thank you for your advice though “ I said looking into his adorably cute eyes and making sure that he gets the message , “ okay , I just wanted you to know ,you’re coming for the competition next Friday right ?” he was really disappointed of me, I’m not usually like this what’s wrong with me ?  “ yes , of course “  I mumbled  regretting what I said before, he wanted to worn me and what did I do besides being a Biaach?  Well He deserved it , he is not that innocent either .

That look of determination and concentration on his face before starting the competition was the sexiest thing ever , is he human ? I think he is a creature from another planet because it’s impossible for someone to be like this , I can see that he is really nervous  but he was faking a couple of smiles , I wanted so badly to go where he was standing, pull him gently towards me and tell him that I believe in him, I know that he can do it and everything is going to be okay , Well maybe in a another world I could’ve done that or if  he was not  surrounded with a lot of girls ( like always ).

I saw Lucas getting ready two, he gave me a soft smile and that’s when i remembered what Adem said the other day about him , was it true ? or he said that because he was jealous from him , what I’m saying ? jealousy and Adem ? no, it just can’t be true , the boy doesn’t even care about me.

What if I gave Lucas a chance , he seems cool and nice and it could be the perfect opportunity to get over Adem.

They were about to start , everyone took his place, actually I didn’t want to bother myself and look at them because I already knew the winner . I saw him practicing many times, his techniques and the speed were just perfect  ,without any effort he left the other swimmers behind him . I was so damn right , After exactly 34 seconds he was the first one to arrive , I jumped from my seat yelling like a crazy idiot , that feeling was priceless , especially when I heard everyone in the pool cheering.

WOW Third gold medal , I was so proud of him , I wanted to be that girl who stands next to him when his dreams came true and I wanted him to know how much I was happy , even happier than him because he accomplished something like this, I guess he was to busy to hear this kind of shit, It will be better for me to leave right now , I’ll congratulate him later.

“ leaving so early “ I wanted to turn around and meet those miraculous eyes of Adem’s but unfortunately I didn’t , “ congratulation Lucas,you’ve been great out there” I said forcing a smile , “ I know , but the real star was Adem “, “ yes , I have to leave now see you later” I said giving a wave .

“with no experience ?” he said making a step towards me , “ excuse me “ I said with a confused look , “ a broken heart “ making another step , “ I really don’t know what you are talking about “ I defiantly know  , “ you keep pushing me away from you because you are afraid of getting hurt “ his face was couple of inches away from mine , “ and maybe because I don’t like you “ I joked with an evil smile trying to change the subject , “ no it’s impossible, I’m everyone’s type” putting that silly smirk on his face , “ well MR modest , you are not my type “ , “ just one date sophia“ looking into his mysterious dark eyes I said to myself why not, I don’t have anything to lose. So I agreed , I could see the sparkle is his eyes , what the hell is wrong with his ? he wanted this so bad .  

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