Chapter 7

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Mateo’s POV:

I had to wash some of my clothes, since I didn’t had so many clothes with me. I hoped that there was someone to help me with it, since I hadn’t done it ones. When I came down to the right room I saw the girl, she was sitting on the floor, trying to twist up the mop. I coughed a little and she turned around while standing up. I asked her if she could help me with the washing machine, a little embarrassed about that I needed help, but I was used to other people to do it for me. I know, I’m a little spoiled, but I couldn’t do any thing about it.

She happily said yes, like nothing was weird about being asked about that, she was probably used to get this questions. So I gave her my clothes. She pulled them in to the machine and easily turned it on. I said thanks and smiled to her.

Then she took her washing stuff and went outside. I asked her how long time it would take, she turned around to face me, “30 – 40 min”, she said and smiled. Then she told me that I had to write some more information in the book. There it come, I had been waiting on this. I knew that I had to write some more at one time. I was just hoping it took a little longer time. I groaned a little, but nodded and followed her to the store, she went in and took the book out and gave it to me. I wrote my work phone number, hoping she didn’t need to call it at some time. Then I wrote the address to my manager. Hoping she didn't need to use that either. I gave her the book and she gave me a smile back. It was a very beautiful smile. Her whole face was kind of cute and the smile just made it cuter.

“You are pretty young, working on a place like this”, I said to her.

“It’s my family who owns and runs is, so I just help my grandparents sins my mom and dad have other things and jobs to do”, she said to me. That was amazing and so nice too, that she helped her grandparents and everything. She was just amazing.

I saw that she blushed; she must have noticed that I was looking at her. It was kind of cute.

“You seemed really comfortable about this work”, I said to her, breaking the awkward silence. I smiled and it seamed that she was staring at my smile. I couldn’t deny that I had a nice smile. I had to, so that I was looking good on pictures and everywhere.

“Uhm, yeah, I really like to work here. It’s so nice to meet so many different people from so many different places”. She finally answered and looked on the book she had still in her hands. Not looking at me anymore.

“So, how’s the singing going”, I  asked, chuckling a little. She went red at ones. She probably didn’t like the fact that I had heard her sing, but she was good, so she didn’t have anything to be afraid of.

Uhm, good I think”, she said shortly.

“Have you ever tried to sing in front of a group of people?” I asked her, continue to smile.

She told me that she had preformed on her school some times, she smiled shyly the whole time. I told her to try for a bigger public and then I went back to my cabin. Smiling over the nice conversation we had. I felt so free and calm while talking to her, and she was also calm; most of the time, while talking to me. Even if she didn’t know me, and I was so much cowered up.

Maybe I should get to know her better. She seemed like a nice girl to be friend with, But what about the fact that she don’t know who I really am, and she is a fan, I can’t tell her. I can get to know her as the cowered up version of me, and se if she is one to trust. 

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