Hey,
Okay so I know it has been a while. I had test week a week ago and we had to read a lot of books for that so I’ve been busy for a while and then I kind of forgot all about it. I know I do that a lot sorry. Also this isn’t that long but I really wanted to update today, so this will be continued soon! I hope you enjoy! Leave a comment and tell me what you think!
Rolfie and The lady drummer…
Josh POV
Teasing Daniel a little may have seemed like a brilliant idea just a minute ago but right now I was pretty sure it had been a huge mistake. The whole way to the Notre Dame Daniel had had his thinking face on and after an intense face analysis I’ve come to the conclusion that he must be out for revenge (also, he said it like twenty times).
Anyway that were things to worry about later, we just arrived at the Notre Dame, and let me just say, It is impressive. Everything about it is huge, the doors, the bells, the statues.
I forgot all about Daniel standing right next to me until he spoke up.
‘It’s amazing, isn’t it?’
‘Yeah, I know. I mean, I wanted to see this church ever since I was five’
‘And why is that’ Daniel said. You could hear in his voice that he found it amusing.
‘The hunchback of Notre Dame. It was my favorite movie when I was a kid. I can’t believe I’m finally seeing the church where it all took place!’ I said enthusiastically.
For a moment Daniel stared at me with a completely blank look, then he started laughing.
‘You know that is a fairytale right? A children’s story?’ he chuckled
‘Well that doesn’t mean that it’s not true’
‘It’s not true!’
‘Says you!’ I yelled out angrily.
Daniel tried to say something back but he couldn’t stop laughing and after his fourth try he just gave up.
‘Well, you just ruined it for me, I hope your happy about that’ I said grumpily after Daniel calmed down a little. ‘I was so excited to see the church of the hunchback and now it turns out to be just another church’
Daniel looked at me, a little bit more serious now. ‘No, you’re looking at it wrong. The church is still special, just for different reasons. Do you know how old this church is? It’s more than 800 years old! I mean this church has been there trough revolutions and wars and it’s still here. Did you know it took about a hundred years to build this thing? No wonder if you see how detailed everything is, also when back in the Middle aged all the statues and stuff were painted. You know they weren’t for decoration back then, they were made to tell stories. All the statues and painting and windows they all told stories to the ones who couldn’t read. You see that there, in the middle, in front of the window?’ Daniel spoke while pointing at a statue, I simply nodded.
‘That is the Virgin Mary presenting her child, you see how the rose forms a halo above her head? They really thought everything through, you know. Ow, and there, left and right, Adam and Eve! See they were more of a warning to the people, made to remind them of….
Normally I wasn’t in the least interested in history. Our history teacher back at school, Mr. Adams, well he could easily be the most boring person on earth. All he did was state facts and read from the history book. It was terrible really, he even seemed bored himself. Those are the worst kind of teachers in my opinion, the ones that don’t even seem passionate about their own subject. How are we ever going to like it if they don’t even like it.
With Daniel however, it was a different story. I always had found quite fascinating but now, I mean wow. The way he talked about all the statues and the symbols, it really made me want to listen, it made me want to know more and more.
Who would have ever thought that Daniel of all people could tell stories like that. I mean he would make the most amazing history teacher if it wasn’t for his little talking problem (or not-talking problem). Which of course was a sad thing, that he couldn’t open up to people, but at that moment I really couldn’t help but feel happy that I had him all to myself.
Daniel POV
Josh probably thinks I am weird now, if he didn’t already. We just visited the Notre Dame and for some reason I felt the irrepressible urge to reveal my nerdy side and I just went on and on about the building and the architecture and the statues.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that I had to be boring Josh to dead, even though he really did a great job looking like he was intrigued, but I couldn’t stop. I’m just so happy that I finally have someone to share this with.
We were now on our way to get something to eat, at McDonalds to be exact. I suggested to go to one of the cute French bistros with the red and white parasols but Josh, being the drama queen he is, insisted that he had to have a cheeseburger otherwise he would die. So, we were now on our way to the McDonalds that we had seen on our way here.
The weather was great so as soon as we got there I took place at one of the tables outside while Josh went to get the food. He insisted he would get mine for me, something about being a gentle man and always feeling the strong urge to please pretty ladies. In which case I would be the pretty lady but when I pointed out to him that I was pretty sure I was male he said I had to stop taking things so seriously. Anyway, I figured while I was just sitting there I might as well use my time well, so I took out my camera to take a look at the pictures I made of the Notre Dame. Or well, of the Notre Dame and Josh. I don’t know what it was but I couldn’t stop taking pictures of him. There was this one picture of Josh, that turned out really well. He was standing in front of the Notre Dame, sunlight hitting his face while he looked slightly to the right and his expression was just so, so… Josh. I don’t know but it was captivating.
The real Josh took quite some time getting the food. I was just wondering what took him so long when I suddenly saw him walking towards me and at that moment something clicked in my head and I knew, I knew how to get him back for the public humiliation thing this moment. And oww man was this going to be great.
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