he is the hamartia

Chapter nine

The other debates were kind of boring, he was still annoying, but he agreed on most of my opinions (such as sexualization of teenage girls, George Bush, the way the gay people are treating...). Even though those debates are really interesting, doing it with Eden made it boring. He was not implicated into what he advanced. He seemed more focus on joking about me than being serious.

-This debate was cool Tatenic, he said.

I looked at him with the are-you-serious look and he smiled.

-Whatever, should we go eating?

-You're already asking me on a date? Tate, don't you think it is getting a bit too fast between us?

I lifted one's eyes to the heavens.

-You are an idiot, Eden.

He smiled with a satisfied expression.

-Will they mind if we do the personal information stuff this afternoon?

-Nah they don't care. Let's go.

We started walking out of the cafeteria.

-Hum, aren't we eating in the cafeteria?

-We can, but I'd rather eat at Subway.

-Eden, I said hesitating, I know you think you are superior to everything, but I don't think I should get in trouble on my second day.

-You won't I eat there all the time; they all know it.

-But...
-Shh, he said insisting, estimate yourself lucky to go there with me.

-Eden, how can I know you are not a serial killer or a rapist?

-I am a lot of things Tatenic: sexy, hot, cut, interesting, funny...but I am not a psychopath.

-First, this is the falsest description of someone I have ever heard. Second, this is why psychopath say.

He stared at me trying to understand what was happening in my head. As if I was a mystery to him.

Even though I was annoyed by his over present ego, I had a little smile on my face. We were walking through the school yard when I said:

-Damn I don't have any cash, can we go to my room for 2 minutes?
He looked at me with an amused look, I realized what I just told him.

-To get some cash, you weirdo.

-Sure, he said winkling at me. I would have bought you but apparently it is not a date so...

-Eden, we met 2 hours ago!

-And you're already under my spell, aren't you?
I turned around and walked towards the building where my room was.

-Tate, where are you going?
-I just told you idiot, I said keeping walking.

-No, I know you are going to your room, but this is the building reserved to the school staff.

I stopped walking and turned around preparing myself to hear some jokes.

-Shut up, I said, don't say anything just show me where Gen's room is.

He nodded with a huge smile on his face. He walked me to my room. I walked in searching in my suitcase for my wallet. When I found it, I turned around to leave but I saw Eden sitting writing on the same notebook he was writing in when I met him.

-What is it?

-Hum nothing, he said closing the book.

He seemed disturbed as if I took him out of his bubble. He stood up fastly and get out of the room.

-Gosh you are in hurry to go eating with me.

That was his turn be joked on.

While we walked to Subway, I admired everything I saw, because the day before I did not have the chance to do so.

But to be honest, I was also looking at him. Usually, I am so not this kind of person; flirting, staring, blushing and everything... I don't like behaving differently around people, I like to be myself as much as I can. But with him, it felt like I was myself, just a part of me I never knew. I hated it at first, not controlling me. And his gorgeousness was not helping me. He was really good looking, and at first the fact that he knew it was reducing his beauty. But I started to get used to his humour and I restarted to think that he was so handsome.

-I see you looking at me, Tatenic.

-Stop calling me like that, I hate this movie.

-You do?

He sounded so surprise.

-Yes, I explained, I mean DiCaprio looks hella hot in it and the story is good, it's just love stories are not my thing.

-He is not that hot.

-He is.

He pretended to feel upset that I found DiCaprio good looking and I laughed.

-Whatever, my point was that I saw you staring at me.

-I was not, Eden. I was admiring New York.

-Well, New York is neither in my eyes, neither on my jawline Tate.

I blushed and pretended that I saw something beautiful I wanted to take on picture.

Suddenly, I wanted to ask him if I could take him in picture on Time Square. But he would've felt like I was watching him.

Oh, screw all of it! I really wanted to take this picture

-Can I take a picture of you in the middle of the street.

He smiled and surprisingly did not say anything.

Why was I surprised he did not say anything?

It is not as if I knew him.

But I had this weird feeling in me, as if I really knew him for a long time.