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Jamie
Together we wall through the streets of London. Hand in hand. "Look there's London Eye!" I shout. Kostya buys tickets for us. We walk to one of the seats and sit down. Slowly it starts moving. "The view is beautiful!" "Yes, I love what I'm seeing right now." Kostya says with a grin and looks at me. I blush. ''So tell me, do you work? Are you some kind of radio dj or something?''  ''Ehmm no, why?'' Kostya asks. ''Well, your voice sounds so familiar.'' I say as we reach the top of London eye. ''But if your not a famous radio dj, what do you do for work?''            ''I am a........ Mailman.'' Kostya says carefully. ''A mailman?''   ''Yes a mailman.'' Kostya says and this time a bit more confident. ''Is that fun?'' i ask.  ''Absolutely! Delivering mail when its raining, waking up at seven, when chased by dogs. Love it!!!'' I laugh."You know." I start.  "For the first time in years I feel happy again."                                                                                                                                    "So you never feel happy?"                                                                                                                                  "Of Course I had my happy moments. But after my mum died two years ago, my dad had to take care of me and my brother. My brother is sweet but he gets into a lot of fights. Sometimes I don't know of my dad can handle him. So that's why I never tell him about my problems. And I have a lot of them."                                                                                                                                                                      "Hmm, what kind of problems princess?"                                                                                              "Princess? When did you start to call me princess?''                                                                                            "I just did."                                                                                                                                                                              "And that means you are the prince?" I ask.                                                                                                        "We are not a couple, are we?"                                                                                                                                        "Ehmm no of course not."                                                                                                                                                "So no. Now tell me about those problems of yours."                                                                                      "You really want to know that don't you? Well I'm in last year of high school and I don't know if I'm gonna pass my exams and if I even can do my exams. My grades are so bad. And I work really hard to fix it but it doesn't work. My other problem is that I'm being bullied. "                              "You're being bullied? Why?"                                                                                                                                          "I don't really know why. It just started in my second year of high school. They call me slut and pig. With pig i kinda agree, i was fat. I still am.''                                                                                                        ''No you're not! You are beautiful! And i lo......'' Kostya doesnt finish his sentence.                                ''You?''                                                                                                                                                                                    Then Kostya suddently kisses me .   When Kostya pulls back he says: ''I know its soon but i really like you. And if you dont feel the same way i....'' I kiss Kostya back. The kiss is long and passionated. I think i maybe have been fallen in love with the mysterious mailman.......



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