Marichat Lovers

Chapter 16 - First Dates!

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Felix's POV
Today was the day. Today was the day I went on a date with Bridgette. Great. Just great. What had this foolish girl gotten me into?! Her parents knew too... So does everyone who was at the party. Therefore, I had no choice. Ugh, why me?

Why'd she have to go and set her sights on me? There were hundreds of other guys at our school, but she chose, the isolated bookworm, who was- is - distant and cold. Honestly, I wasn't interested; not in her or any other girl. Well, unless she was the newest Ricky Reardon book. (A/N: Rick Riordan basically)

I mean, I guess Bridgette was nice. Sweet even. She often got me gifts, along with countless of other girls which I took out of politeness. I only paid a small bit of attention to Bridgette's gifts because she's the only one who actually knows me.

Other girls just give me cheesy love letters and boxes of chocolates and junk like that, but Bridgette actually puts some thought into her gifts. Like when she got me the first edition of The Intelligent series, which I'd been looking all over for.

That was nice of her, and she even wrote a letter about it. Still, I won't accept her affection. It's not just because I'm uninterested. It's my heart. My surprisingly fragile heart. I try to put a barrier up around it; which is why I'm so hostile and slightly rude. I don't want it to get broken.

I don't want the tears, I don't want the pain. Not the cheesiness and not the long days. It happens to all lovers. Starts out well and smooth like sailing on a clear summer day. As time passes, the waters get shallow and the ship eventually crashes on the rocks. Shipwrecked in the end.

Like Romeo and Juliet. Cupid and Psyche. Alexander and Maria. All of them. Dead or heartbroken, then left alone for the rest of their lives. That can't happen to me; I won't end up a pathetic idiot. Love. I scoff, merely at the idea.

Useless love. It always goes away. Always. It really does. Mom was proof. She's gone. Just like Bridgette will be soon. She loves me, and it'll eat her alive. Love is a demon. A poison. Which is why I'll never fall in love. Ever.

I fixed the green vest I wore and tidied my hair. The sun was out today, and surprisingly, it was actually quite hot out. Still a soft breeze though... I looked down at my watch hurriedly and groaned. I was freaking 20 minutes late. Ah, damn it. This was bad. What were her parents going to think of me? They simply couldn't be offended by me... What if they ended business with Father?

That won't happen. Not on my watch. I raced down the stairs and out the front door, Ivan waiting downstairs for me.

"To the Dupin Bakery, stat." I ordered Ivan as soon as I got in the car. He gave me a simple nod of his head and sped through the streets of Paris.

Within no time, I was at the Dupin Bakery. I got out of the car and took a small breath.

Here goes my patience and dignity. I went into the shop and looked around.

It was a cute little shop, with pastries lined up and bread stacked behind the counter on a large moving tray. All of the confections looked delicious, and even though I didn't like sweets, I felt like eating these right here and now.

I waited for about 3 minutes before Bridgette's parents came down the stairs of the upstairs to greet me.

"Good afternoon Felix. So nice to see you again!" Her mother said to me with a sweet smile.