Chapter 5.

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It's the third time that I wake up. I look to my alarm clock and it's 5 AM.

Why am I not sleeping? I didn't drink too much coffee last night.. I just bought a cup because I still wanted to finish reading my book. What is happening to me? I feel my heart beating faster and faster and everytime I wake up I just can remember a guy with curly hair. This is too weird even for me. I don't want to keep thinking about him so I just get up and start making my bed.

I put my red jumper that says 'Oprah Winfrey' with black letters. I don't really know why someone decided to write the name of the most beloved women in America on a shirt, but Sophia said that it's cool to wear clothes with famous names on it. So maybe it's cool, I don't know. I put my black jeans with my white converse and let my hair down with a black cap. I love caps.

It's half past five and I should be resting my brain but no. My heart had to be sinking because of a guy. I hate this. I just feel so ridiculous. He barely knows that I exist and I'm here thinking about him like a naive teenager of the 70's.

I decide to grab one of my books and start reading. Time flies when I'm reading. I love loosing myself in books.

It's time to go to school so I grab my books and take a deep breath.

Sophia is on our seat and I find myself quite disappointed that Albert is no where to be found. Ironic isn't it? A guy who is not from our class not being in this period?

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"Good Morning Soph!" I say with a smile.

"Good morning Ems!" She says with a tired or sad expression. I still can't find the difference. Everytime I feel sad I say that I'm tired because it's more easy to say 'tired' than 'torn apart', 'insecure', 'extremely sad' and 'drowning in tears'?

"You seem.. um.. tired?" I'm trying to see if 'tired' is the correct word.

"I'm not tired, I'm just sad Emily."

Shit.

"Why? You're never sad. What happened? Your hamster died?" I ask with a worried expression.

"I don't have a hamster,"

"Turtle?"

"What? No! Today is the dinner I told you about." She says with a disappointed tone.

"Ohh. So you don't want to go to that dinner, I assume?" I'm trying to understand her and dress her point of view.

"Of course not! Being in the same table with Albert and his mother it's going to be hell upon earth." She says and seems that she means it.

"Oh.. I see.. Well maybe it's not that bad.. He seems to be.. um.. reasonable..?" I don't really know what I'm saying. Reasonable? Who came up with that?!

"Reasonable?" She asks laughing.

"Sorry. I'm terribly giving advices.." I say and mean it.

"No, you made me laugh, thank you!" She tells me and I smile proud of my attempt to be serious.

"It's just.." She starts talking with a concern voice.

"It's just what?"

"I wasn't really expecting that my father would actually stay with Ellen.. It's so weird, they are so different. Completely opposites!"

"I thought that an open mind like yours would believe in 'Opposites attract'.." I tease.

"Well, I don't. They as a couple. It's just stupid."

"Okay, I know that you don't like seeing them together, but maybe they're happy and love eachother and that is what counts right?" What on earth am I saying?!

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