His name is Ethan. I never thought I would be friends with someone like him. An arrogant and maniac new kid in school. He always makes fun of me, irritating me all the time, gives me headaches and confuses me. But he's always beside me every time I need a hand and a shoulder to cry on. I feel safe.
Ethan asked me why I was walking alone in the middle of the road. I told him what happened. And here we are right now, biking. He said that we can still follow the plan but not with the one who planned it.
I can't help but look at the guy behind me.
"Look straight Katerina." He said. "We might fall if you keep on staring at me." And he laughed.
Jerk. I didn't notice that I was smiling too.
We are riding a bike with two seats, one in front and one at the back. It's generally called "couple bike". I've always wanted to ride this thing. Of course with my boyfriend, but, I don't have one so I rode it with my new friend here. This jerk who's smiling as if he's teasing me.
"I'm just checking if you're still pedaling. You're too heavy! You should also help me." I complained.
He laughed again.
"It can help your muscles to be strong. Consider it as an exercise. And besides, who in the world is biking while wearing a dress? Of course it would be difficult for you to pedal." He replied.
He has a point. Then he stopped.
"I'm already tired." He said as he brushed his hair away from his eyes.
He's tired? Is he serious? He didn't even pedal for long. He's so annoying.
"Let's go find something to eat . I'm starving." He said as he dragged me again like he usually does.
We searched for so many restaurants around the city but we cannot find what he is looking for. He said that there's a restaurant here that serves the most delicious pasta in town.
He also loves pasta. Like me. That's cute. Atleast we won't be arguing for something to eat.
"Can you just tell me the name of that place? So I can just search it online." I complain to him.
I'm really hungry. I didn't eat breakfast awhile ago because I woke up late and I forgot to eat.
"Don't get mad okay? You're still the same. Getting mad when hungry. I swear we're almost there. I just forgot where the exact place is."
Great! He forgot. We've been driving for almost an hour just to find that stupid place. I'm really hungry.
"Found it!" He shouted that made me wake up. "Come on sleepy head. Let's eat."
Wait. Where are we? Is this still part of our town? It doesn't look familiar to me. I looked at my watch and saw that two hours had passed. He really did forget the place.
I looked around. This place is beyond amazing. On the outside, it's like an ordinary three storey house made with wood. The place was surrounded with pine trees, you can hear the birds chirping. Most especially, you can feel the breeze of the wind hitting your face.
As you step inside, a fireplace is the first thing that you will notice. There are many tables and chairs that's also made with wood. Some of their utensils are well-carved.
If you go to the top most floor, you'll see the beauty of Mother Nature. You can also see the river flowing from the mountains. And I guess, at night, you feel like you can reach the stars. Wow! It's so nice in here.
"Wow" I whispered with amazement.
"I'm glad you like it in here." He stated. "What do you want?" He asked.
I just told him to order pasta. But he ordered two plates of different types of pasta, a medium sized double cheese with bacon pizza, a plate of caesar salad, two servings of caramel finger pops and two glasses of vanilla milkshake with vanilla ice cream on top.
I gasped in surprised.
"Who will eat all of those?"
"Us." He replied. "Trust me you'd want to eat all of those." He said as he pats my head.
We ate on the top most floor where there are no chairs, only tables, you will be sitting on the floor so you can enjoy the wooden floors.
Thank you Ethan. Thank you for making me happy today.
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