“I can’t believe this”. I said as I made my way back home on my first day of school. Mr. Peter had just given me five huge books for me to go through. I guessed this was the price that I had to pay for being an A-plus student and always raising my hand in class. If I were more like other students, I would not have found myself carrying five heavy books with me on my first day in school. Honestly, I should have been gossiping with the girls about new boys in our classes, or maybe talking about the things that we got up to during our holidays. If I had kept a low profile in school and not always answer my teacher's questions in class, my life would be so much easier.
However, at the same time, I do admit that I love a good book and reading a g********l or book is really one of my favourite hobbies. But that should not be an excuse for Mr. Peter to assume that I had no personal life, that he had to assign all these books to me on my first day of school. Could he not just wait for next week and allow me to be a normal teenager like the other kids in school? Hmmm, I guess not.
As I crossed the road to my building, I heard voices calling out my name. I looked up and there stood Vanessa, Fabio, Mila and my brother Ivan.
At the moment I wished they could come down and help me with those heavy books instead of shouting my name in the streets. As I climbed the steps of my building , someone, out of nowhere, jumped on me and I threw my books up.
My heart sank as my teacher's books landed on the floor. The guy that jumped on me asked me if I was okay, and he mentioned that he did not see me and that he was sorry for startling me. At that moment, I was praying that my teacher's books were not damaged. I was so furious at the guy that I screamed at him “What the hell? Are you trying to get me killed? Who in the right mind comes down the steps running and jumping without looking? See what you did”.
He kneeled by me and started helping me with the books and he said “Listen miss, I said I am sorry. I did not see you. And you should relax. Your books are perfectly fine. Anyway, my name is Marcelo and what is your name sweetheart?”. He placed his hand on my shoulder and smiled back at me. I was taken back by his audacity. Did he just address me by Sweetheart? How dare he touch me without my permission? Did he really think that I was going to fall for his stupid charms ?
I felt like I was going to explode from anger, and I removed his hand off me and shouted at him “First of all, I am not your sweetheart and, secondly, do not tell me to relax and, finally, did I ask for your name? I do not think so . So back off and don’t you dare touch me ever again or you will be sorry”.
Immediately, Vanessa grabbed me by my arm and pulled me aside. “ Vanessa, stop it, I am not done with that idiot.” I told her. She stared back at me, and I could tell she wasn’t happy with me.
“Lily, he said he was sorry. He did not see you. There is no need for you to be this rude to him. Cant you just let this one go?”
“ No, I cannot let this one go. Why should I ?” I replied to her.
She stared back at me and said “Remember about the guy I was telling you about the other day? He is the guy. Please Lily, I am begging you, can you please let this one go for me and try to be a little understanding. You are going to scare him off”.
I looked at her with disbelief and said “Did you see his attitude towards me? I do not like him, but fine, I will let this one go. Remember I am only doing this for you”.
I took a deep breath and said to Marcelo “Listen, I overreacted, and I am sorry,”
At that moment, I took a good look at the guy looking back at me.. Oh, for the love of this world, the guy staring back at me was breathtaking. In the middle of my anger, I failed to notice how drop dead gorgeous this i***t was. God really had his favourite, I tell you. He was so fit and his eyes were mesmerised. I have never seen a guy with hazel eyes. What the hell, no wonder Vanessa was going crazy over him. The more I stared at him the more I started to feel self-conscious and a little embarrassed about the little scene that took place earlier on.
He smiled back at me and said “It is alright. Do not worry about it. I am happy for us to start again. I am Marcelo”. He spoke with such confidence and charm. His voice was so deep , strong and sexy. I felt my cheeks getting red. Damn it.
“ Nice meeting you Marcelo. I am Lily.” I extended my hand so that he could shake it, but instead he grabbed it and bent down and kissed it while staring back at me. I felt like I was about to have a heart attack, so I pulled my hands from his grasping. I suddenly felt like I had to get away from him. So, I turned to my friends and told them that I would love to stay, but I needed to go home and get started on dinner. Of course, that was a lie because on Mondays we don’t cook, but I needed to get away from him.
Later that evening
“So how was your first day at school,” My mum asked me and Ivan while we were seated at the table having dinner.
Ivan replied “It was good mum”. She smiled back at him and then she looked at me waiting for my reply.
I took a deep breath and I said “Well, it was okay, I guess ”.
“What do you mean by that, Lily,” She asked.
“Well, Mr. Peter gave me five huge heavy books for me to read on my first day of school. He practically thinks I don’t have a life, “I told her.
My brother started laughing and said “Dear sister, you are the only one to blame for that. Maybe if you didn’t act so seriously and missed knowing it all, you wouldn’t be in such a dilemma".
“Shut up” I retorted at him. “Mum, you have to talk with Mr. Peter for me. He must give me a break. I don’t want to end up like him. I don’t mind being intelligent, but I don’t want to be extremely intelligent to the point that I will go all cuckoos”, I told her.
“Lily, don't you ever speak like that, but don't worry, I will talk with him so that he takes it easy on you. Now finish your supper” she said.
Later at night, as I laid myself to sleep, I got a text message from Adriano. It read:
“Hey Lily, I was hoping to talk to you today so we could catch up. I haven’t seen you for over three weeks now. I saw you busy with Mr. Peter, so I left. Anyway, I missed you during that time…. Hmmm….and there is nothing gay about it. :| And I know you also missed me too? Maybe? Lol, see you tomorrow. XoXo ;)
I smiled as I finished reading his text message. I really couldn't wait to see him tomorrow and I was hoping that this time he would confess his feelings for me because there is no way I am doing it first. As Vanessa always says, honey, the man is the one that needs to make the first move. Never forget that. I then closed my eyes and slept.