IsoldeFridiz<3

It was the last day of summer, and I had been looking forward to this day ever since she had told me that, she too, loved me. I had been looking forward to the last day of summer, that would be extra special, and that we would start school- and show everyone that we were together. I had been looking forward to that so god damn much. I remember how I spent ours in my room getting ready, even though I am a guy. I remember how I snuck into my dad’s room and stole his cologne, even though I had my own. I remember how I brought my mom’s mirror with me, to make sure that she thought I looked so good. I tried so hard to make the night perfect, that was how I wanted it. That was the thing that made this story such a tragedy.

                             I was dressed in a white polo shirt, and long faded jeans. I had my DC sneakers, and my hair was as good as I could fix it. I brushed my teeth several times during the day, and I washed my hands and brushed my teeth one last time before leaving the house.

                             I came to the beach an hour early, but she was already there, sitting on a brown picnic blanket holding a large basket in her hands. I smiled to myself, knowing that we both felt that way for each other. I took one step onto the sand, and took off my black DC sneakers. Thereafter I walked through the sand to my one and only Felicia. The sun was just starting to set, and the horizon was beautiful. A small wind picked up and her perfect golden hair swayed in the wind. I hurried up, picking up my mom’s mirror. I looked into it and sighed. I would never be enough to deserve her, but this would have to do- it was the best I had to offer.

                             Once I was close enough behind her, I slowed down. I didn’t want her to see me rushing to be early to a date. She turned around when I was only a few steps behind her, and smiled her perfect smile. There was only one way to describe Felicia- she was definitely not the most beautiful in the world, but she was the most beautiful in my world. I smiled back and took the few steps to the blanket. I sat down as gracefully as I could, still smiling.

                             “I thought I would have to wait forever,” she said softly, “but I guess you are early too.”

                             “Yeah, I didn’t have anything else to do.” I shrugged. We both laughed, knowing how badly I was lying.

                             “Well, why are you so early then?” she laughed. I looked into her eyes a long time, trying to make that my explanation. But after just a short moment, she looked away. I started to tremble, getting the slight feeling that she was early for another reason.

                             “I spent such a long time getting ready,” I started, “And when I was done, well, I just couldn’t wait.” I looked away in shame. My reason suddenly sounded so ridiculous when I knew we both weren’t feeling the same way, “But, you look kind of… Nervous. Is something wrong?”

                             “Yeah…” she said and then hesitated, “yeah, I’m fine,” she corrected, sighing. I hated to see how her mood had changed so suddenly. I knew that there was something wrong, and that this day was definitely not the perfect I had hoped for. Yet, I knew Felicia- I knew not to ask what it was, as she was obviously trying to ignore the problem herself.

                             The day continued, quite as planned, only a bit quieter. Yet, to myself I imagined that it was because we loved each other too much. We talked a little, and there were some silences. She had made my favorite- coca-cola, sushi and chocolate covered strawberries for dessert. The time flew, and too soon, it was pitch-black outside. Her eyes outshined the moon, and I leaned forward to kiss her.

                             I remember the details perfectly, but they hurt too much- too much for the sharp blade to numb out. It was silent for another long moment, while we were holding hands; her head leaned onto my left shoulder. Then the weight lifted off my shoulder. I sighed, because I felt that she had something to say. I looked up at her, trying to look as romantic as possible.

                             “I feel horrible,” she started. Suddenly, the chemistry disappeared, and I noticed how cold it was. My teeth started uncontrollably chattering, as I listened to what she had to say. “I feel horrible,” she repeated, “I should have told you as soon as you came, but I didn’t want to ruin the night.”

                             She paused, and I got extremely impatient. Yet, I did not want to say anything- she seemed tense enough. “I… I’m… I’m moving.” Felicia stuttered.

                             “What?” I said, impatiently. I had been expecting something so different, but still the news were a lot worse. I thought quickly, maybe she was moving to the next block or the next city. But what if she was moving to the next state? “Where?!” I added quickly.

                             She started sobbing… “Well,” drip, drip, drip “I’m moving to…” drip, “France.”..  drip, drip drip. Stop. The tears stopped, and she looked into my eyes. I looked back at her amber, melancholy eyes, “I’m moving to France, and I am going to miss you like hell.”

                             It was all too much. I couldn’t help myself. My eyes were no longer dry. They had swollen, and tears were flowing freely. It wasn’t one of those things you were told last minute. This was one of those things where you were told first, maybe, and then, yes, months in advance. But the news came like a storm, and the feelings were so rigid.

                             “When?” I interrogated her, with all the questions I could ask. But it didn’t matter. The best girl in the world was moving who-knows-how-far away. And my new detail- tomorrow. The best girl in the world was moving to France the next day. My perfect day was ruined. I wanted to run home and dig my head into my pillow, but still I wanted to spend the last few moments with my truest.

                             “I’ll write every day, and I’ll call you when it’s possible. I will send you presents on your birthday, and on Christmas and for no reason. And I’ll come back. I’ll come back for you as soon as I graduate. If you think about how long we live- it’s not that long…” She kept blabbering, but I was completely gone.

huvudroll: samson
tjej 1 (som flyttar): Felicia
tjej 2 (som han tror är hans true love): Delilah (duvet, samson and delilah)

asso- några av er har sagt att ni inte vill ha spoilers, så jag skriver inte vad den handlar om.. men jag behöver hjälp...
samson förlorar hans vänner när felicia går, för det han gör, men tycker ni att han ska va populär från början?

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