summer boy ~ tal fishman ✓

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I really don't want to be here. My parents sent me and I don't like it at all. I look around but don't see anyone I know. 

Well, okay, that part is completely my own fault, I'll take that. I didn't try to meet people the first few days I was here and that is really turning against me right now. I also do not have an idea where I was supposed to meet people, but still. I didn't really go outside and since I don't have any siblings, I haven't really talked to anyone but my parents. I take a look around me. Everybody is sitting with either old friends or new ones they made in the past couple of days.

The people on stage are talking about the rules of the resort and I could care less. It's so boring, and the same as all the other rules I've encountered in my life; don't do illegal things. Wow, I was just planning on stealing a horse and then crashing that same horse into a bank to steal their gold. Such a realistic scenario they're talking about. 

They're taking an hour per rule to sum up all the minor differences which 'totally transform the rule'. So, if you take my highly realistic scenario of a bank robbery with a horse as an example, it would mean that I'd steal a cow instead of a horse. Such a difference! I'm quite annoyed and completely done with their talking already, which is really turning my sarcasm up quite a few notches. I want to leave so badly, but I know my parents would get really mad if I left suddenly.

I'm sitting on a chair close to the wall in the hope that no one is going to sit next to me. I know that if someone will sit next to me, I'll be so awkward. I think it's better I look unapproachable than completely make a fool out of myself. 

I am on my phone scrolling through Instagram. I'll just pretend I haven't seen all these pictures of people I barely know on beautiful tropical islands yet. I sigh. Well, this is great. It's not that pretty here, so it's pretty annoying to see those people in such beautiful locations. 

My brown hair is partly in front of my face which increases my level of unapproachable-ness, or at least that's what I thought. I see some person coming up to me anyways. I look up and into the most beautiful blue or green eyes I've ever seen. Okay, what do I do now? I'm horrible at socializing. I'm just staring at his face. I should probably react in some way, shape or form.

I can't decide whether his eyes are blue or green, so let's just say they're blue-green. Sounds fancy. The guy with the pretty eyes smiles, sits next to me, and says hi. I mumble a hello back, trying not to completely make myself look like a fool.

'I'm getting this vibe that you don't really want to be here, do you?' he sort of asks me. Is this a rhetorical question? What do I do now?

I'm confused, handsome guy is talking to me? 'No, I love it here. How did you guess?' I answer sarcastically. That sounded so mean. Great, just proving to myself I can't interact with human beings.

'I'm sorry', the guy says, seeming offended. I feel guilty, he genuinely looks sorry. And annoyed. Mostly the latter. I notice he wants to stand up to leave me again. I don't really want him to leave, I've got someone to talk to if he would stay. Make friends, Julia. Socialize. Or at least, try.

'No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be rude just because my parents sent me here. I'm Julia', I say. 'I'm Tal', the guy says with a small smile, which looks kind of cute. I raise one eyebrow. 'As in my name is Tal.' 'Aha, I guess a lot of people make a joke about your height at this moment, don't they?' 

I put my phone in my back pocket of my jeans and wipe a strand of hair behind my ear so I can study his pretty eyes better. I notice it's not just his eyes that are pretty, his smile is really beautiful as well. Well, his entire face including his smile. 

'Jep' he answers and he smiles. This could be worse, I think to myself. I don't mind hanging out with a cute guy. Wait, what? I am moving way too quickly. He is just attractive. Well, that doesn't sound any better.

We start small talking a bit about the weather and why we are there and stuff. He tells me that he wasn't here because he wanted to, but because his parents had also forced him to meet new people instead of YouTubing all day.

I find out that he had a younger brother, Adi, and a cat, Luna. He also tells me he has a sister, but he didn't tell much about her. I tell him I didn't have any siblings but I did have a cat named Mouse. He laughs: 'I'm not the only one with a weird name, wow!' 

We have a good time, for as far as the people let us. The people on stage seem to glare in our direction a lot, and so do some other people around us when I burst out into laughter about something stupid Tal admits to have done when he was younger. 

Our conversations don't feel awkward at all, it feels like I was talking to an old friend the entire time. I'm so confused and proud of myself I can actually sort of socialize. 

We didn't pay attention to the people on stage talking at all. That man on stage is probably not telling something important. I hope. It's not like I'll be staying here for the rest of my life, so how important can it possibly be? I'm trying to make myself sound better for interrupting those people who are just trying to tell their story.

 Finally, the people leave the stage. I still have no idea what all that talking could have been good for, except for wasting my time. Tal and I are standing outside of the building we were just in and the sun is quite hot. 

'Could we keep in touch or something? Like... um.. I don't know.' He seems to become more and more insecure with each word. His cheeks turn a bit red, which was adorable. 'I'm not sure, can we?' I answer, as I smile and walk away.

Back at the mobile home, I immediately regret it. He is so cute, and this was the first time this vacation that someone asked to hang out with me, I think while I knock on the door. I could have made a friend!

Nobody opens so I grab the key from my back pocket and open the door, sunken in my thoughts. I close the door behind me and walk to my little room. I let myself fall on the bed and press my face into my pillow. That wasn't smart Julia, that was so stupid urgh. 

I grab one of my favorite books and start reading. I like to read, I do it a lot when I need to escape reality. I don't mind escaping to some fictional world, seeing my situation. I just wish I had Mouse to cuddle to. But he's back home and I'm here. 

I turn the page which reveals a blank one after that. I've read the whole book in one day. Great. I'll get a new one tomorrow or something. Until then, I'll just reread this book. The book is decent, I've read better ones but definitely saw worse ones as well. I sigh and lay down on my bed. I'll just listen to some music until my parents are home.

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