"There's No Need Of Wings To Fly"

Chapter 4 ~ Grace.

I took a deep breath, parked my vehicle and walked over to the boy who a moment before had called me.

"Hi Daniel" I smiled a little bit unwillingly, I had wasted my time thinking about him as a prince charming and now I found him with another girl, who's not me.

At the end of the day, why would I have all these distractions? I had met him only once and yet I already boasted some kind of pretense.

"Hey, hello Clare, let me introduce you Grace, my girlfriend"

'My girlfriend' now I had discovered that she wasn't just a friend of him.

"It's a pleasure Grace" we shook hand and she smiled at me.

"It's my pleasure, Clare" and then she addressed to Daniel: "Since when do you two know each other?"

"Ehm, we, uhm...it's not that we know each other, we just met once actually.."

"Actually I had lost my drawing-notepad" I took the floor "and he started running after me to bring it back to me.." I stopped.

"Well, actually she fell down and I offered her my hand.." he added.

"Yes, a really funny scene, omitting the details of the spill." I said.

She smiled, but I could see that jealousy was consuming her inside...great.

"And you two instead.." I asked "Since when do you know each other?"

"Uh, we've known each other for one year, we dated and then I moved here and she did too, so we ended up together again." Dan said.

"Oh, so you've dated for one year now?"

"No, we've dated for two months now, we were only friends previously." she said.

"Okay" I answered.

What else could I have answered? I know, I was a little bit secretive while talking to them, but I don't really open up to people I don't know, and especially when it's a matter of a couple in which he drives me crazy. I didn't know what to think about her, aside from the fact that I envied her to death.

I took advantage of it to check her out: she was really nice, she had smooth and dark chestnut-brown hair, long until the belly-button, while even though her eyes were nut-brown, they were still beautiful and in perfect harmony with her not so soft lineaments.

She had a wonderful physique, skinny and slim, and the face was quiet chubby, nothing compared to my round cheeks and to my dark-blonde and curly hair, and let alone my height...she probably was 1,65 meters high, which is fair for a girl, I think. She surpassed me by 5 cm.

"Okay, I'll let you alone now. I'll go away." I said, and I was about to turn around, but Grace stepped in.

"Oh, are you going to meet some friends?" she asked me shamelessly.

"But I don't have friends" I answered as if I was thinking out loud.

"Uhm...you can stay here with us if you want, don't worry, we're not one of those couples who are always stuck together, you'll feel at home."

'You'll feel at home', it was since a long time ago that I didn't feel actually at home with someone and didn't think that they could make me feel like that, but still I liked Grace a little bit more after that proposal (after all it wasn't her fault if her boyfriend was so beautiful) and so i decided to accept.

"Okay, I'll stay."