Non-related Lies

 How did it start this way? How’d it get so complicated between us? The only way to describe him is to say that he is a maze, and that he has thousands of ways to pick but he always knows which one to take; The right one. He is a one in a million chances. He is better than a lottery ticket. He is… simply perfect. There is no real definition when it comes to human perfection but Caleb must be close to it.

It would take a real man to be Caleb; but he’s not. He is a prestidigitator in my imagination. To understand what I mean you must know that sometimes my dreams are so vivid, that I can’t difference them from reality.

I always imagine Caleb as a tall, rough guy that gives the wrong impression when it comes to his intelligence. He has a perfect smile with dimples that can make a girl melt at the sight of them. his brows are dark and they perfectly follow the shape of his eye lids that beneath hide light brown eyes that for some reason always seem to hold an unwavering stare. A stare so determined that it gives me goose bumps when I walk by. He is  simply irresistible and he's all mine.

                                                  PART 1: The Lies

Chpt 1:

 “Welcome students, I’m Mr. Garcia. I will be your chemistry teacher for the year.” The first day of school is never easy, especially when you’re not use to listening to one person talk for hours.

Mr. Garcia continued talking and explaining what we should and shouldn’t do in his class, but I knew this would take up the whole class and i was already bored so I rested my face on my fist and started daydreaming.

I appeared in a room which was similar to my bedroom and there were picture on the walls and hanging on the door, I got closer and looked at one of the pictures, it was me with my brother, Roderick. He was on the floor, tears pouring on his cheeks. 

“Fabiana? Fabiana!” I heard a translucent voice quite distant, and suddenly I saw my professor in front of me with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. “Not a first good impression Fabiana, I recommend you pay attention” He started walking away leaving everyone’s eyes on me. I normally wouldn't mind but today they bothered me; it felt diferent.

Voices, words, and ticking time. “What a waste!” I thought. At the end of class I headed directly towards the washrooms. As I walked in I ignored everyone that walked past me. I leaned over the sink and looked in the mirror. I wasn’t surprised to see my reflection. the same old slightly curved face with long messy, brown hair. my smile is small and always seems to twitch in the left corner. I washed my face and still my face wet I stared; stared until there was nothing else to wash away with my looks.

On my way out my friend Elizabeth walked in: “hey Fabi! How was your summer? I missed you so much!” She said with a smile and a really big hug. I smiled back and answered: “It was good” I've never really liked Elizabeth. she's the type of peson who can find something funny out of everything, and to be honest, her laugh is irritating.

“See you in Algebra!” She said while she continued her way.

I walked out of the washroom and looked to my right and to my left, I realized I still had a long day ahead of me.

Chpt 2:

As soon as I got home I hoped in to bed and closed my eyes. when i opened them again Roderick was in my room. He was standing near the window with a rose in his hand. I sat up in my bed and asked: “Roderick? Where did you get that?”

He didn’t answer. Instead he looked at it and raised his hand towards me, he was handing it to me. He had a sad smile which made me a bit suspicious.