The next three days went by uneventful, classes, homework, awkward moments, literature class, cafeteria, hallways… In these days I have discovered that there are two types of people in this school: those who greet me normally as we pass by and not stare, and those who don’t come near me and just nod hello and stare when I walk passed them.
Okay, well, no. There are three types. The previous two and Cris. Cris is a whole category by herself, it’s proven very difficult for me to understand her, its as if she is the two type of people all in one. When I’m walking down the hallways, or I walk into the cafeteria, she just stares, sometimes she smiles, sometimes her eyes turn sad, and sometimes (well, not sometimes, it actually just happened once but still), it seems as if she forgets those two types and creates a new one just for herself.
We saw each other while I was getting some stuff from my locker and she was closing her, when we made eye contact a huge smile was drawn on her face, the type of smile that are contagious and you can’t do anything else but smile in return. She walked towards me and kept me company while I finished taking out everything that I was going to need for the next three periods, she stayed with me as if we were the best of friends, she asked me what class I had next, she told me hers, she wished me a good day and kissed me in the cheek, then she walked away to her classroom. But, that wasn’t the strange part, the strange part was that four steps away from me she stopped, she just stopped walking, and I swear that had we been closer I would’ve been able to hear her breathing speeding up because I could see her shoulders moving up and down. She turned around, slowly, and looked at me like when you greet someone and then realize you confused them with someone else, and she stood there, frozen, for a few moments until Amira grabbed her by the arm and walked away with her.
That was on Wednesday, the next we had literature together and I was nervous, not really because of me but because of her, all class it felt as is if she was holding back, making a conscious effort to avoid doing and saying certain things; it intrigued me but, at the same time, it made me feel a little upset, it was as Cris knew something that I didn’t.
Luckily, its Friday now, last period, only five more minutes to go, and I cant wait any longer, I’ve had a pain in the back of my neck that doesn’t go away with anything, I need to get out of school, go home, and forget about this insanity for two whole days. The ring bells and I exit the classroom as soon as possible, I’m so eager to leave that I think about not even stopping by my locker and going straight home, unfortunately I need one of the books for homework so, with heavy feet, I make my way there.
“Viri, no girl, come on, don’t be a jerk.”
In the corner of my eye I see Cris and her group of friends and I exhale through my nose, I am really not in the mood for their staring and whispering, so I ignore them and finish getting my stuff.
“Yes, guys, yes. This can’t continue on like this.”
“Viri, no. Viri. ¡Viri!”
I’m a little curious to know what they might be bickering about, but I don’t want to look at them, so I close my locker and-
