I think

Chapter 22

It is Monday and the college resumed but I had only one desire returned home in France.  I missed my family, my friends, my room, my city, to tell the truth.  I felt bad about what was happening this weekend but I did not want to think about it anymore.  I still have to go to class so I get up and get ready to go.  On the way I take my usual Starbucks and then I arrive in the classroom.  My classes become more and more uninteresting.  I do not even listen anymore and do not take notes, the only things I have in mind is Romeo, Isaac and this crazy story that bring happen.  I can not concentrate and do not even notice that the class is over and most of the students are out of the classroom.  This is repeated for 2 more class until I can get more and decides to return to campus.
On the way I get a call from my mother so I pick up.
- Hi Mom !
- Hi
She spoke in a cold tone
- What's going on?
- What's happening ?  It happens that I try to call you during the whole weekend but you do not answer so I worry a lot and I call you now so you pick up while you should be in class at this time.
- hmm ... I'm sorry, it was a little complicated this weekend.
- That's not my problem.  you know very well that letting you go 1 year it scared me and in addition you never call me.
She was screaming on the phone and I felt that she was very upset and angry at me.
- I'm sorry really.
- Stop excusing yourself !!
-why are not you in class?
- I ... I'm tired, it's very hot today.
- normal, think you're in los angeles it's not going to be cold.
- I know but...
- There is no "But" You go to class now or otherwise you go back to France.
She screamed but did not understand anything and it made me sad but at the same time angry.
-You understand nothing anyway
- You do not talk to me like ...
I'm hanging up.  I can not stand it anymore.  She's shouting at me and she thinks it's going to make things right.  She does not know what happened and I do not want to talk about it otherwise I know she would tell me back in France.
I arrive in front of the campus room with two fingers to cry but I hold back I do not want someone to see me crying.  opening the door of the room I notice a letter on it so I took it and sit on my bed.
I open it and read it, I could read it.
«Pacific park
Santa Monica
5:00 p.m. "
She was signing a little butterfly.  It was him, it was romeo.
Or it was Isaac who was giving me a trap, why romeo will give me an appointment when this morning he kicked me out.  It could not be him but why Isaac will give me an appointment while romeo hit her, he must be afraid then how Isaac can know for the butterfly, maybe Isaac and Romeo know each other or he may have seen his jacket.  I become paranoid.  I do not know if I have to go, I think a few minutes and after some reflection I tell myself that I have one life and it is inevitably Romeo.  but I also tell myself that the last time I said that I almost raped myself.  Too bad I'm getting ready to meet the stranger.  I change myself and put on a short white tank top with a denim skirt and red converse, which are given with the headband I put in my hair.  It is 4:00 pm and I decide to leave to not be late, I take the bus to save money and I finally arrive at Santa Monica.
It's so beautiful and big, I see pacific park and I walk.
After a few minutes of walking I arrive at the entrance to the park and walk along the attractions until I reach the end of the pontoon where he is leaning against the railing.  I walk to him and position myself to his right.  He turns his head towards me for a few seconds then he looks again at the sea. I decide to speak.
- I hope it's you who sent me this letter otherwise I'll really look crazy.
A slight smile appears on his face then he turned to me.
- It's okay ?
- Yeah, I guess.
He turned towards the sea and a silence settled.
- Sorry for yesterday morning It's ...
-No, worry, I totally understand.  I am not mad at you.
- It's just complicated with my parents right now.
- I can understand believe me.
He dared not look at me, I felt uncomfortable.  He turns and goes to sit on the bench that was a few meters and then he signals me to come next to him.  I look at the attraction that is next to us.  Roller coaster and this is one of my biggest fears, the speed and the height gives me chills and I think romeo noticed it.
- Do you want to go for a ride?
- Never in life.
- You are scared ?
he says that while laughing.
- No it's not that I'm scared, it's just that ... well ... I do not know but ...
- You are scared.
-no !
- Yes.
he looks at me smiling
- You have the right to be afraid of some things you can tell me.
- I tell you if you tell me what you're afraid of.
- I'm afraid of nothing.
-I do not believe you.
- You are hungry ?
- Do not try to dodge my question and tell me what you are afraid of.
He smiled without saying a word.
- If I tell you what I'm afraid of, you go for a ride on a roller coaster.
I give him my hand without thinking to show my agreement and he serves it with his hand.