To everyone’s delight we are told by Mr Kevin that each of us can partner up or solo explore Connecticut on our own for the first day. So after settling into the hotel suites, it empties out again within minutes. “You’re leaving as well?” I ask Cassie casually. She stuffs her phone and wallet into her tiny purse. “Yeah, I am. Case is showing me around the town” She responds. I raise a brow in question at that, “He is? I never knew he was familiar enough with Connecticut to show anyone around” Cassie pauses from fluffing her ponytail and gives me a look, “Are you jealous, Lin? You can go hang out with Robyn in her room. I’m just so desperate to spend time alone with Case” she explainsI snort, I’m not bothered by her leaving anyway. “I’m just curious, have fun” I conclude and wave at her as she grins and leaves. I hadn’t planned to do anything our first day here because I had thought today would be the day we toured the Connecticut Museum of History and Culture but now that plans
After I leave the coffee shop, my stomach is filled from the apple pie and latte and my strength renewed from the rest. It is a little after five pm now and I decide to tour for an hour more before going back to the hotel. I walk around the town and even visit a pawn shop, a junk shop and spend five minutes listening to a street musician sing Another love by Tom Odell, it was a beautiful rendition and I loved every second of it. I’m trekking back to the hotel when a teenage boy around fourteen or so bumps into me nearly knocking me down the floor. “Shit” I grab the wall me to stable myself and by the time I am back in my feet, I notice I’m missing my purse. I look around me and at the ground, thinking it might have fallen when the boy bumped into me but the ground is empty safe for a wrapper of a chocolate bar carelessly tossed. I turn around just in time to see the teenage boy that knocked into me round the corner with my white handbag in his fisted grip as he runs like the flash
Here we go… He runs his eyes through me, noting the lack of pockets on my loungewear. “Cookie” His voice has a compelling warning tone. “Roman drop it, please” I beg Rather than do as I have asked, he leans even closer as if to read me properly. “Did you forget your phone at the hotel? No you wouldn’t. Did you lose it?” Frustrated, I pour it all out. “No, I didn’t lose it or forget it. It was stolen” I mutter with embarrassment. “Why were you so careless!?” Roman scolds me so abruptly I startle and my fork slips from my grip and falls to the floor below me. I blink up at him. “Why are you yelling at me? It’s not my fault a little badly raised kid nearly knocked me down and robbed me of my purse. I’m the victim here” I reply defensively. I expected pity or sympathy not a lecture. Roman looks downright frustrated with me. “You shouldn’t have gone out on your own. You don’t know this place or how people here act” He continues with his lecture. I glare at him, I’m n
Who knew I would confess my feelings to Roman on a suburban street in Connecticut eating barbecue kebab in a local food stand? Life sure is unpredictable. But even now, there is still one thing that troubles me. One thing that I need clarity on if not, we will soon be right back to where we were, fighting. And I don’t want that so I speak up. “Roman…” I start and I see him become more focused donning on a serious expression. “There is something that has bothered me and I haven’t told you about it” I close and toss the half eaten plate of kebab in the rubbish bin. It’s way past sunset now and we should be on our way to the hotel before curfew but I don’t need a reason to postphone this conversation I’m about to have with him. It is way too important. “Talk to me, Cookie” Roman urges me on. I nod before saying, “I’ve met your dad” Roman gives me a confused look at first, “Yeah… I assumed you could’ve on the night of my birthday party although it is sad that I wasn’t abl
It is after ten pm at night when Roman and I finally get to the hotel. There are no students looming around and I just know it is because the curfew has kicked in. “Roman, it’s after curfew already. Don’t you think we will get in trouble if any of the staffs find us coming in now?” I ask him, worry filling my tone. Roman glances around as we board the elevator to take us to our floor. He looks absolutely unbothered, he never is but I am. I’m not used to breaking the rules. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it” Roman responds in a cool tone. Okay. I think about how Cassie and Robyn must be so worried about me by now, they might’ve even tried to call my phone but I doubt the boy that stole it would have answered and informed them that the phone had gotten a new owner. A frustrated tone leaves my chest as we step out of the elevator causing Roman to glance at me. “What is wrong?” He asks me. Whenever I express so much as a tiny bit of displeasure he wants to be informed of it. It is
The next day I get ready for our class tour of the Connecticut museum in sluggish movements and with sleepy eyes. By the time I had been done giving Cassie the run down of the day last night, from the coffee shop, exchanging numbers with the barrister, Matt. To getting mugged, nearly gotten run over by a speeding vehicle, Roman saving my life to us having the best heart to heart and making up… it was three AM. We had to wake up by six AM so we could only get three hours of sleep hence the sluggishness. I get dressed in a cute jumpsuit and put my hair in a sleek ponytail paired with sneakers as my outfit for the day. It is a few minutes after eight AM when we leave our hotel room in a rush because a general email is sent to everyone by Mr Kevin that the last person to show up in the hall where we are meeting, will be in trouble. When we get to the hall, we see Robyn standing ahead and leaning by the wall. Facing her with their backs to us are three guys I just can tell it’s Roman,
It has been two weeks since our school trip to Connecticut and since Roman and I got back together. It has also been two weeks of spending time with him, my family and friends as well but mostly with him. Everything has been so perfect, sometimes I feel like I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop, for something to go wrong. I’ve relayed my fears to Roman because we really are in the no secret between us phase of our relationship, a phase I hope we never leave, and Roman did so well in putting the sad thoughts out of my mind by assuring me he won’t let anything or anyone come between us and he won’t let anyone hurt me as well. I have also been scarcely going to Roman’s house. I am not yet ready to face his father. It pisses Roman off that I’ve told him to give me time before we broach the topic of getting his father to apologize to me. I only go to his house whenever his father is away on a trip and I never stay over no matter how much Roman begs me to, it only aggravates
“We are in deep trouble, Roman” I tell Roman. I find a bit of reprieve from whatever is coming knowing that I won’t be facing mom alone, if I would be getting a scolding, I know Roman will get one as well, I just hope it won’t be worse than a scolding. Mom can be unpredictable. “Let’s dress up and go downstairs before she loses her patience from waiting” I speak again, hurrying to my closet. Roman doesn’t move and I turn back to him. “Roman?” I call out to get his attention. He jerks as if he forgot I was in the room with him. He hadn’t moved or said a word since mom appeared. Finally he says, “Do you think she’ll be angry if I escape through your window?” He winces. He wants to leave me to deal with this alone? Like hell no. I smile a dangerous smile at him, “If you think my mom is what you’ll have to worry about if you leave me here to deal with her alone, consider yourself single from his moment” I warn him threateningly. Instantly, Roman recovers his confidence. He starts p