First Love - III part

First Love - III part

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'I-iz--iz-izvini, mozda nisam ovo trebala da uradim', zamucala sam, srce mi je jako lupalo, nisam znala za sebe. 'Ne, pa zasto?' 'Ne znam, sada si pomislilo da se lako dajem?' ,' Ne, definitivno ne'. U njegovom prisustvu kada me je poljubio osecala sam se lepo, zapravo neki neopisiv osecaj, ne znam sta je to bilo. Nesto jako cudno, ali ujedno i lepo.'Da li si osetila to?' , ' Na sta mislis?' upitah, 'Neki neobican osecaj?' , ' O , pa da, mislim ne znam sta je to?' , 'Svidja ti se?' , 'Izvini, trebalo bih da idem?' , 'Ne , pa hajde da nastavimo obilazak?' , ' Neki drugi put, izvini . ' , krenula sam, zaustavio me njegov topao glas ' A mogu li tvoj broj?' , dala sam mu broj, kao i on meni. Krneula sam kuci, lutala sam, kao pijana sam koracala do stana. Srce je neprestano lupalo . Kada sam stigla do stana, uzela sam kofer da premestim stvari, ali nisam imala snage , pa sam legla. Tako sam i zaspala. 'Ne, zasto idi ne ne sacekaj .... sta se ovo desava, sacekaj volim te, ko si ti , sta hoces? ' Uh,, skocila sam. Sanjala sam ga, sta se ovo desava? Zasto se ovo meni desava? Ko je on? Punila sam glavu sebi raznim pitanjima. 'O ne, skola, zakasnicu' . Samo sam se istusirala, uzela jaknu i izasla iz kuce. Stigla sam do stanice, autobus je otisao. 'Zasto??'. Pa da setila sam se da mi je onaj decko ostavio broj. Nazvala sam ga i stigao je za par minuta. 'Kasnim i molim te me brzo odvedi do ..(rekla sam ime skole). 'O ne kasnim, prvi dan. Pa zasto? ' , nervirala sam se on je samo gledao u mene zbunjeno. 'Hvala ti' . samo sam izletela iz taksija . Usla sam u ucionicu . ' A ti si' , upitala me je jedna starija zena, pretpostavljam nastavnica . 'Ja sam nova ucenica?' , 'Prestavi se i sedi' ljutito mi je rekla. 'Zovem se Ema Horan', krenula sam da sednem, svi su se smejali. Sela sam na prvu praznu klupu. Okrenula sam se nazad da pitam dokle smo stigli. Ugledala sam... Nastavak ide sutra ako bude na sva III dela barem po jedan komentar. :) ♥
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