The Rest of Me

Chapter 2

On our way to the Cafe Amy and I we were both going through the courtyard immersed in our thoughts. As we were walking there were plenty of couples laying down in the courtyard enjoying the August weather of Miami. Sometimes when I see all of the couples I kinda get this feeling that I want to experience what is like to get those butterflies when you see the person you have decided to give a part of you, the spark they say it feel when you kissed the person. But then I think of all the more important stuff for me there is such as be the best fashion designer there could be, and I want to be able to have enough money to take my mom to any vacation place she will like. You may ask why I say this a boyfriend most of the times if not everytime they only want one thing and when they get it they go to look for someone else. I have been let down by so many “friends” in the past that I am not willing to go into anything emotional because people in general have taken advantage of my trust. Why because emotions are so strong that they play with your mind and interfere with your true goals. Such as mine, besides it is not like I have a row of guys wanting a relationship with me not even a date. I mean I know why I am so plain I am barely 5 feet, I have such a fast metabolism that I am skinny no matter what I eat, and my face still does not look like the twenty-three year old that I am. My hair is plain straight brown that is long my eyes are the same. I am not complaining or anything, but now that I think about it sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and say “Wow I look great today!”

“Oww! What is wrong with you Amy, why did you pinch me?”

“Well I was talking to you. You were so far out in your world that I had to resort to drastic measures.”

“I was not, but what were you saying?”

“Ohh! that you are coming to my brother’s birthday party on friday, and we are going to get ready at your house to be fashionably late.”

We were close to the cafe now and it looked to be very busy

“Amy I do not remember agreeing to go to any party! If you want you can get ready at my house, but I am not going”

“Come on Isa you have to come you can’t leave me to die all alone. Mark will come later he has  work”

“Amy somet…. ahh!

Out of nowhere I crash into another wall or should I say muscular body, and this time I can feel myself falling backwards when I see a pair of arms reach for me. Sadly whoever was trying to catch me loses their balance as well and falls on top of me. I close my eyes waiting for my head to hit the ground but it did not feel as hard as I thought. I regain my breath. Their body was still on top of me, every ounce of our body is pressed against each other. I was starting to feel like I couldn’t breathe. I opened my eyes, and to my shock it was the same guy from the morning. It seems like he is just as shocked as me and I am not trying to be rude, but I need to breathe.

“Can you get up from me I can’t breathe”

“Oh shit! yeah of course, sorry.”

As soon as the handsome guy moves from me oxygen finally is able to come into my lungs. The guy extends his arm to help me get up. I feel irritated because it is the second time that this happens and with the same guy. I am still looking at his arm as if it was something out of this world.

“Come on let me help you?” the guy said

I exhaled and put my hand in his and I felt tiny electric shocks going through my arm. He pulls me up and I guess he did not measure the strength he uses because I go crashing right into his chest. I am starting to think that he is making it on purpose, but the look on his face tells me otherwise. With this position I take notice of the huge height difference he is probably like 6 ft. Ohh but I have to admit he smells amazing.  I quickly push myself out of his arms. This time is him who speaks first.