Success, Everything Is Only Matter Of Others Liking You

Chapter Ten

I have a little problem. The park is not large large, but it is still large! I know it doesn't make sence but it is like this.

We didn't agree on an exact place soooo ... I have no clue if we even meet 'cause I don't know where to go in this large, but not large large, park ... fuck!

I run my hand through my curly hair but it wasn't good idea because the ring on my finger tangles in my hair and ... fuck again?!

I hoped this day would go better than this. When I finally get my hand out of it I look around deciding which direction go. I can go to the football field, but no probably no. Or to the play ground. Or to the bench place ... I don't really know!

But going somewhere would he still better than standing on one place. There are this little hill over which I can't see. Maybe he is standing right behind it and I don't see him. Luckily I came half an hour earlier so I have time to look around because I count on him arriving earlier too ...

No. Not the football field. There are some little boys playing football. So the play ground. No. Neither the play ground.

I head to the bench place. No. There are only some elder ladies sitting and feeding the pigeons.

Where should I go? I look at the time on my phone and it is ... 14.52?! I can't stand when someone is late. I can't be late!

What now?! I am at the edge of tears when I hear a voice.

"Winter!" But it sounds from afar ...

I turn around looking in all directions but don't see him.

"Winter!"

I turn 180 degrees and behold him on top of one of the hill laughting his ass off.

I climb up the hill and sit next to him on the blanket. "W-Why here?" I ask still panting.

"Just for fun. Isn't it beautiful from here? The view." I look around. It is.

"Yeah ..." My breating is steady finally.

"And so do you." He continues. Huh?

"What do I?" I didn't get it.

"Look beautiful." He says with a wink and I blush. "Soooo ... what now?" Lars breaks the silence.

"I don't know. Tell me something about yourself." I smile at him.

"Me? Well ..." He lays down. " ... I am studying this school for a scholarship thanks to my good grades and playing football. I like football I would like to be next capitain because this one, Logan, is ending this year. I don't know what else to tell you." He looks at me.

"You told me only two sentences." I laugh. "What grade do you have from English language?" I smirk at him.

"Well ... my best grades aren't from languages." He shakes his head. "Tell me something about yourself instead. Your life must be much more interesting."

"Okay so ... I would tell about myself that languages are one of my strenghts." I laugh a little. "Aside ... I don't have any hobby probably. I try to study hard." I say and watch the clouds passing by. "Oh, maybe I have a hobby." I regreet now saying it.

"And what is it?" He says and rises one eyebrow at me.

"No. I won't te you. You would laugh at me." I said and hide mi face behind me hands but I think that doesn't help from him seeing how red I am.

He sits back up. "Did I ever laugh at you or anybody else?" He gasps playing hurt. Drama Queen.

I grin at him telling him yes. "A many times."