[ Iuri Stevens' Vision]
It's lunch time, the first five hours have gone on boring as usual, I've seen these issues, so I don't need to stay focused on class, I can keep losing myself in my fantasies that maybe there is some slightest possibility that Aya will accept my request to be her date at the summer dance.
I pack my things in my backpack and out of the corner of my eye I notice Aya walking slowly out of the classroom.
"Come on man, take advantage that she is alone," George says slapping me on the back.
"Let me just pack my stuff," I say, quickly putting away the missing things in my backpack, "Wish me luck."
A nervous smile stamps my face, my fingers tremble just for the expectation. I turn and start walking out of the room.
"Go for it bro!" I can hear the sound of his laughter before I walk through the blue door of the room.
I feel my heart racing fast in my chest, I've never done anything so risky, I have no experience with girls, my father has never talked to me either, all I know is the things that George rarely talks to me, but I don't put much faith in it, just like me he also has no experience and everything he says is based on the internet.
I hold on to the ladder's handrail and before passing through the smooth curve that the ladder makes to go to the last steps, my body paralyzes when I see Aya on her back and right in front of Leandro.
"I need to talk to you," he says, and this makes my heart, previously anxious at the possibility of winning a yes from her beautiful lips, tighten at the sight of such a scene.
"What?" she stutters a little.
"About the summer ball, only two weeks away."
**Why is he talking about the dance?**
My thoughts come up with various theories as to why, I try not to lose myself from the conversation and with my body glued to the wall - so they can't see me - I continue to listen to what they are talking about.
"I know it wasn't right what I did the last time we spoke."
"Last time, if I remember correctly, I spoke to myself," she says, her voice clearly still hurt.
"Yes, I regret what I did, I also want to apologize to you, I didn't know what to say after receiving that totally unexpected statement you made. Would you be able to forgive me, Aya?"
I don't know if it's because I'm picking on him, or if it's because I'm still holding on to past hurts, or if it's just jealousy at seeing him so close to Aya, but I can't feel a shred of truth in any of his words.
"All right, I confess that I was hasty, so I apologize to you and I also apologize for making you uncomfortable" she says in her sweet voice, the direction this conversation is taking is making me increasingly despondent..
"No problem, the other thing I wanted to talk to you about, is ... Well ... Do you want to be my date for the summer formal?"
I hold my breath, I can't have heard right, did Leandro really ask her to be his date? And Suzana? Why doesn't he go with her like they always were? Aya's answer takes a few seconds, and the tension in my body only increases with all this mystery.
"Are you sure you want me to be your date for the summer ball?"
"I have never been so sure in my life!"
"So," his pause makes me clench my hands against the thick denim of my pants, "I accept yes!"
It's over, I feel my knees weaken, and if they talk any more, I don't listen anymore, I always knew my chances were minimal, but to be sure that now they were null leaves me disoriented, even without the certainty, my heart didn't hold back and fantasized about chances that were nothing but imaginative, and now it's broken, next to Leandro I'm nothing, which has never been different in my life, I'm just an invisible.
I sit on the floor leaning on the wall and resting my arms on my knees, I lay my head on my arms and the conversation of the two of them, along with a projected image of the future with the two of them dancing at the ball becomes present in my consciousness and my eyes grow moist. I don't want to cry, not here.
"Hey man, what happened?" George nudges me and sits down next to me on the floor.
"I didn't even get to talk to her," I say without lifting my head.
"Then why are you here like a dog that has just lost its master? Go talk to her."
"Leandro was quicker and invited her first, and she accepted" defeated without even fighting, that's how I feel.
For the first time I hear silence in response from George, but instead of words, I feel his hand on my back trying to comfort me.
"We'd better go into the living room, the people and she herself will soon be taking the stairs, come on," he holds out his hand and I hold it.
We walk in silence back to our seats in the classroom.
"Aren't you going to lunch?" George never misses lunchtime, it's his favorite time at school.
"Not hungry" he says cheerlessly.
I know he said this only because he sympathized with my pain, he has known that I have liked Aya since I was six years old. Ever since that first beaming smile, that gentle violet gaze, my heart has been beating for her name. I know this must not be normal, to love someone who doesn't even know you exist for twelve years is something not at all common.
"You don't have to stay here, you can go eat, in twenty minutes the time will be over and classes will take a long time to finish, you can't have an empty stomach."
"I don't want to leave my friend alone in the grief of defeat!"
"No need to feel sorry, I'll get better."
"I know you will, but I'm not leaving, if it were me in your place, I know you would do the same for me," he speaks with conviction.
"But I would respect your wish to be alone," I hope I didn't sound too rude.
He looks at me, and his gaze is sad, I don't know whether because of my words or out of pity.
"I'm not going out" he says, and then we end our conversation.
[ Vision of Suzana Guilan ]
"Hello, Leo," I greet him with a kiss.
"Hey baby, excited for the ball?" he asks me with his gallant smile.
"I want you to help me, baby," I speak slyly and hug him.
"Say it my pretty one," he squeezes my waist.
"I want you to go to the dance with the girl who confessed to you a few weeks ago," I say as I stroke his chest.
"Aya? Why?" he asks, pulling away."Because it'll be a lot of fun," I say with a smile on my face.
He snorts discouraged, but always gives in to my requests, he's sure that this will get me into bed. Poor bastard.
"Make the invitation at lunchtime."
"Okay, but I want my reward later!" I smile at him, and he smiles at me too.
Leandro spins on his heels and steps into the room, out of the corner of my eye I watch Aya packing her belongings into her backpack. Always wearing headphones with cat ears, her hair flowing black down to her waist, long clothes, totally without salt. Maybe the only thing that could be saved about her was her violet eyes, but even that doesn't make her seem pretty. I don't like people to touch what is mine, and she dared to propose to Leandro, and me hearing every word, outraged me.
He and I aren't dating yet, I'm just waiting for him to make a decent proposal in front of everyone, and I've already planned how it's going to go, and she's going to be in my show.
"Are you sure about what you're going to do Suzi?" Luana asks me.
"Sure, who does she think she is?" I roll my eyes and see her leaving the room.
"Let's go to lunch" I call Luana and together we leave the room.
A boy runs past us, he is from the same class as me, but I don't even remember who he is, I didn't see his face.
"Rude!" Luana says while the silhouette of the weird boy disappears.
"Forget it, let's eat before the timetable runs out, today is geography class."
"Let's go...."
"Hello, girls," Gustavo and Henrique appear hugging us.
"Hello, cats," I say smiling.
I've been with both of them, one in each dance, they were just a few kisses, nothing major, today we are friends. They are nice, dumb, but nice.
Henrique is a redhead with blue eyes, he is tall and practices wrestling with Leandro, while Gustavo is only a little shorter than Henrique, he has dark brown hair and light brown eyes, he practices swimming and clandestine cracks.
"Do you already have a date for the dance?" Henrique says, smiling.
"No, we haven't been invited yet," I say smiling.
"Fear not, no problem! We won some ladies, Gustavo" he whispers while touching his friend's shoulder with the tip of his elbow.
We walk together to lunch, on the smooth curve of the stairs we see the strange boy sitting with his head down, I don't mind and continue on my way, I have better things to do.
"18/05/2019 - New York, Manhattan, Upper East Side. [Iuri Stevens' Vision] "It's been exactly eight days, I was so discouraged that I couldn't even concentrate on anime anymore to finish my marathon. I feel tired, I look at the clock and it strikes seven-thirty in the morning. I don't want to go to school; today is Friday, and now there's only one week left until the prom." "Son?" my father enters my room without knocking on the door. He knows I don't like this; I value privacy, but both he and my mother seem to do this just to drive me crazy. I take a deep breath and sit up in bed. He walks further into my room, and I look at him quickly and am surprised to see him not dressed in his suit. His outfit is a navy blue polo shirt and beige shorts, with sandals. It is not a common look; he is always in his suit with his hair perfectly aligned. "Hi, Dad," I answer quietly, but I know he heard me. He sits beside me on the bed, curves his spine, and rests his elbows on his knees and his
[Gustam Stevens' Vision] After the ice hockey game, I feel broken, but it was good. I couldn't even remember the last time I had been out, just me and my son, alone. Now I'm at the office, since I didn't go to the company, I need to streamline as much as possible at home. I look at the clock on the computer screen, and it is seven o'clock at night. This is the time my wife and I usually get home." "How was the conversation with our son?" - my wife enters the office, just in time. I hear the noise of the door being locked and the sound of her thin heels on the floor. "Two news items, dear." - I close the open folders on the computer and then turn it off, turning the chair around and facing Carmen. I watch as Carmen lets go of her bun, her hair falls like waterfalls down her back, and in stride she comes toward me and sits on my lap. I squeeze her waist and kiss my wife. "Working without you is extremely boring, love, the good stuff only happens when you're there," she says slyly
[ Carmen Stevens' Vision ] From far away, I can already see my target, elegant as always, black heels, dressed in her tight black pencil skirt and white long-sleeved shirt, with her hair caught in a high ponytail. I walk briskly to Juliana's desk, her eyes fixed on the computer, and I guess she is organizing her husband's agenda. "Good morning!" I greet her, smiling in a friendly way. "Good morning!" she gets up and gives me two kisses, one on each side of my cheek. I have known her since I was a teenager, we went to high school together and to college too. I can't say that we are best friends. Her family has always been conservative and traditional, resulting in her also being so, and besides, she is extremely demanding, even with herself. Juliana is very perfectionist, and so is her husband. My family has always been more liberal, and despite our different ideas, we got along super well, and facing the unknown with an acquaintance always seemed to be easier. "I see you woke up i
[Iuri Stevens' Vision] I stretch out on my bed, feeling my body heavy. Once again, I went to sleep at four in the morning. When I finished the first season of Kimetsu no Yaiba, I went to watch the movie Infinity Train; I was so excited that I also went to read about ten chapters of the manga. I get out from under the comforter and look at the clock stuck on the wall. It was eleven thirty in the morning. I stretch and slide out of bed. I walk a few steps until I get close to the solid wood door with a garapa color. Before I open it from the inside, my mother opens it from the outside, and I take two steps back. "I thought you weren't going to get out of bed anymore," she says seriously. "Come and have some coffee soon." "Good morning to you too, Mom," I say, and she stops walking down the hall. "Good morning, my gracious son," she manages to be even more sarcastic than I am when she wants to be. Without saying anything else, I just follow Mrs. Carmen Stevens to the pantry of the h
[Iuri Stevens' Vision] I'll be damned! I feel as if time has frozen; Aya is standing right in front of me. She is wearing a sky-blue bare-shoulder dress, black sneakers, and for the first time in her life, she is wearing makeup. She looks stunning. After a long time, again I see her round glasses. I think she is so cute when she has them on, along with her earpiece with the kitty ears. "Son," I hear my mother's voice snapping me out of my reverie. "Y-yes," I answer, blinking my eyes several times until my vision focuses on my mother. She walks quickly towards me, and I focus my vision on her as she speaks softly just so I can hear. "Close your mouth; you're almost drooling." I feel my eyes widen slightly; I gasp and compose myself. I stretch my shirt a little and turn my attention back to what is going on in the room. "Shall we go to the game room?" I hear my father calling Aya's father. "Come on, dear, I'll show you the new flowers," my mother says, dragging Mrs. Millenis into
[ Vision of Suzana Guilan ] "Why do you want me to do this?" Leandro asks me with a serious look on his face. I turn away from his chest and reflect a little on his question. Aya never did anything to me, never even spoke a word to me, but she dared to refuse to give me the answers to the math assessment activity and confessed to Leandro, and he is mine! I am vengeful. I will show her that he is mine! And it will be publicly and publicly. She knows that he and I are always together, and yet she dared to defy me. "She messed with my dignity," I say, pouting and trying to be as cute as possible. "I don't agree with that, Suzanne," his voice gets deeper, and this gives me goosebumps. "I don't want to do that." "Then I don't want to date you, and I don't want to..." "Okay, I will," he sighs, and I smile. "Thank you, my baby. I will reward you handsomely." I say and slide my hand down to the zipper of his shorts. We are in a cafeteria, but I slide my legs over his so that no one ca
[ Aya Millenis' Vision ] "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen," I feel the hairs on the back of my neck tingle as I hear Leandro's whisper in my ear, his face so close to mine, his voice so deeply grave. The movie chosen is action and romance: Mechanic: Resurrection, starring Jason Statham as Arthur Bishop; it's the sequel to movie one, which I haven't watched, and don't intend to, the movie was chosen by Leandro. "Thank you," I say and try not to show that my heart is hammering fast and strong in my chest. I manage to turn my attention back to the big screen, but then a hot scene starts, the main characters are going to have sex and... My train of thought is interrupted when I feel strong fingers pulling my chin to the side and a gentle pressure is made on my mouth that was already ajar because of the movie scene, and Leandro's moist tongue comes into contact with mine. I close my eyes, this is my first kiss! Leandro's mouth is warm, his tongue is soft and bold, I try
05/24/2019 - New York , Manhattan, Upper East Side.[ Iuri Stevens' vision ]- You look beautiful, son - Mistress Carmen speaks and her eyes water.- Thank you, Mom.My esmoquin is perfectly aligned, my mother took care that not a single strand of my hair was out of order.- I hope you four have a wonderful time.- Thank you Mrs. Carmen," George thanks her smiling.- Bye... - I'm interrupted.- You won't leave without taking the picture - the order is given by my father who is already with the camera in hand - Come girls!Laila and Michell