Kylie Walker
A month passed. It was February already. As I said, we haven’t talked with Raf since James’ birthday. Nothing has changed. And I still didn’t get used to James being so comfortable with me. No matter how many dates we’ve been to, it was still weird for me.It was 18th February. The weather was warmer than in January, but it was still cold. I was getting ready for school.James has already arrived at my house. I said goodbye to dad and went out of the house. I sat in the car and he leaned to kiss me. I kissed him back.“How is my favourite girl?” he asked and started driving.“Who is that girl?” I asked sarcastically.
“You!”
I laughed and answered:
“I’m good.”
“I wanted to ask you one thing. It’s important to me.”
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“Thank you,” I stated and she left again. Mia and Bella were staring at me in confusion. I was looking at the mirror at my image, pondering, who it could be.“Aren’t you going to comment on this?” Mia asked.“What do you expect me to say? I have no idea of who it could be. I thought about James,” I said.“Why does it feel like it’s not him?” Bella asked obvious.“Why?” I queried.“Have you ever told him about your favourite colour?” Mia started.“No,”I replied.“And plus, he would definitely admit that he was the one, who did it,” Bella claimed.“Right! Who would want to keep it a secret but still make you smile?” Mia asked.I had only one name on my mind, but it was stupid to think about him. “Raf,” Bella stated.“No!” I said, shaking my head adama
Kylie WalkerIt has passed one more month since the ball. It was already March. Nothing changed. Raf was still ignoring us, but that time I wasn’t against it. I wasn’t paying attention to him. I didn’t look at him and didn’t check if his bike had been on the parking lot. Even though, he turned out to be my first love, I decided to move on. It would take a lot of time, but I could do it. Baby steps. “Hey!” Mia screamed, as James and I arrived at school.“Hey, guys!” I said.“Whose birthday will be in a week?” Mia asked, knowing the answer.“Ours!” Linc screamed and put his hand over my shoulder.“When is your birthday?” James asked.“7th of March,” I answered.“Why didn’t you tell me?”“I thought you knew,” I said. “It doesn’t matter, James
I saw a nice, comfortable and decorated room. There were candles on the floor, four blankets and on the little table there were packets of food and drinks. “Wow,” I whispered.“You like it?” James asked.“I love it!” I exclaimed and hugged him.“How did you organize it?” Linc asked.“It was James, who did it!” Bella exclaimed.“That’s why you couldn’t give me a lift?” I asked, but it was more like a sentence.He nodded and smiled.“But where are we?” I asked.“It’s a little basement in the park near our house,” James elucidated.“You have a basement in the park?” I asked bewildered.“Something like that.” James giggled.“Come on! We have a lot of things to do,” Dylan said and sat near the blankets.“What are we going to do?”
It was already June. We have passed our exams. I was happy with my results. Now we had prom to attend. After it we could say goodbye to high school. “Oh my God! Can you believe it? Tomorrow will be prom. And that’s all. Our school adventures ended so quickly!” Mia exclaimed.We were in the cafe Daisy with Jeremy, Mia, Lincoln, Bella, Dylan and James. Then we wanted to go shopping, because neither of us had found the dress. I haven’t told anyone about that letter I got on my birthday from Raf. I don’t know why, really. There wasn’t a suitable time for it, I guess. So I wanted to tell today, while picking our gowns. “Me too! It’s awful and exciting at the same time!” Dylan exclaimed.“I am a little bit scared to go to university. It will be so different there,” Bella stated.“Yes, but we will be together. Linc, you, Mia and I,” I said.&ld
All of us knew who it was. His stupid hair was as always perfect, his mischievous smirk was as always hot, his eyes were as always piercing with the gaze, his...his everything was stupid, annoying, wicked, smug...but it was still the best for me. He started walling towards me, but I was sure, that he would repeat the last action, he had done on the ball. He would give me hope and then trample it with all his strength. Just to hurt me. Our eyes were locked. The story was repeating itself. I knew it, I was sure that he would do it again.But it didn’t scare me from getting into his mind, using his eyes as the gates to hell. However, then he stopped near me and my heart started beating as fast as it was possible. “Can I steal one dance?” He winked at me, but was talking to James.I nodded, but I guess James was against it. However, I was already dancing with Raf in my mind and I completely forgot about anyone or anything els
I woke up at five A.M. I wasn’t really sleeping whole night. I didn’t catch a wink of sleep. I was thinking about Raf’s words, scrutinizing his voice and face expression. I wanted it to be a joke. A wicked but still a joke. But my gut was telling me that it wasn’t a joke. That I had to go to the airport to listen to him, to find out about everything. And maybe to say the last goodbye...I got up and started getting ready quietly. I didn’t need anyone to wake up because of me. I took a shower, brushed my teeth and then came back to my room to chose an outfit. I wore a pair of white denim shorts and a red crop top. It was 5:30 when I was ready. Now I needed to get to the airport. I decided to call Uber. It took 10 minutes for the driver to come. I sat in his car and we started driving.The whole drive I was checking my phone, waiting for Raf to text me something. But there was nothing. Just yesterday’s t
I wanted to scream, to stop him from leaving. That what he meant by saying that his departure depended on me. The answer on his question was responsible for it. My answer wasn’t the one he wanted to hear. It didn’t make him stay. I ran to the windows and saw him going to the airplane. He was going upstairs and when he was already near the doors, he looked up at the window. I guess, he was looking at me, but he was too far for me to be sure about it.“Raf,” I whispered.It was like he heard it. He looked down, shook his head and went inside the airplane. I was standing there until the plane took off. And I understood, that there was no chance that he would come back.He was gone...I went back to the Uber driver. He was still there. I just needed to tell someone about it. Right now.“Hey, how did it go? Is he taking his luggage back now?” he asked, smiling.I looked at him an
Raffael King (the day of his departure)I wasn’t sleeping at all. After I told her to meet me in the airport, I left. I was walking around the city without the destination. I have been thinking about leaving for a long time. After I made up with dad, I started feeling good a bit. But something was still missing. It took a lot of time for me to understand what the matter was. But in the end, I came to terms, that I needed her. And those 4 months were a living hell. It was like my heart w