Previously:
School entrance
—Son, you know what happens there is not a topic of conversation—.
-he said to turn to see him-
—Listen to this school is a new opportunity for you to start over—.
—Start again?—.
—Boy. . .there are times that life brings us things that you do not expect. . .that day we left the city is one of those things—.
-The one with curls just let out a sigh-
—And another of those "things" was the mother's death?—.
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Hallways
-The young man let out a sigh of relief when he heard the girl-
—thank you seriously thank you very much—.
-This one was going to go but he stopped to look at the girl again-
—Emmm ... what's your name?—.
-The girl looked the other way to laugh slightly and respond with pleasure-
—Oh well my name is Doroty—.
—Well i'm steven—.
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Departure "not bad for my first day"
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What's up There is something I should have put into this
"The quotes in the dialogues mean sarcasm, joking, mocking or thoughts only that in the latter they would be two quotes, bone like that,
"" Sarcasm, joke or mockery ""
"Thought"
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P.O.V Narrator:
After starting the first day with the right foot, the curly one waited for his father even though he could take public transport but his father did not let him. Why? . I really don't want to say I'm a narrator, not something else
-Meanwhile with our boy he was still waiting for his father, several minutes had already passed, he only let out a sigh-
—"and he won't let me use public transport"—.
-He thought frustrated since the wait seemed long to him so so that the wait was not so long or so boring he decided to sit on a bench that was there to put on his headphones / earphones to listen to music closing his eyes, he was calm until he felt the presence of someone-
—Hi Steven—.
-It was the blonde girl-
—I see that you are waiting for someone right?—.
—Well, I'm sitting here, bored and sleepy well. . .I do not know you tell me—.
—Well, don't you mind if I accompany you?—.
-I ask giving a smile-
—Ummm "God, not only is her laugh cute, but her smile is also .." Uhh. . .no no, it doesn't bother me—.
—Thank you—.
-the blonde sat down calmly-
—And who are you waiting for? If it's possible to know, of course—.
I hope my dad, for the record, I told him to let me use public transport but no, he's very convincing.
—Um, well . .I see good, so that the wait is not so long, what if we talk for a while, well at least until he arrives—
—Well, I guess it's better than waiting without saying anything, who starts?—
—Well. . .I suppose that I right? Well let's start with something simple, where do you come from?—
—Well, I was born in an empire city, and after that my story told alone. . .well that last forget it—
—Aha, I heard from that place because of what they say is dangerous, right?—
—Dangerous, full of criminals, full of danger, and blah blah blah basically is like living in a Gangster's movie—
—Ok, still, I am from here even though the weird thing was that I moved from house to house due to my mother's work—
—And what does she work on?—
-I tilt my head slightly-
—She is the principal of the school—
-He said tilting his eyes-
—Do not be surprised—
—Don't worry, I'm not surprised, it's not the first time I've met a friend who is the son of a teacher. . .well in your case it is taller but I'm used to it—
P.O.V Narrator:
Both boys kept talking and telling their anecdotes, the notion of time passed long enough for both of them to talk at last, what happened was that the laughter did not take long to arrive, perhaps this narrator was wrong but it seemed that both had known each other for good years. who knows?
Well continuing with the story, the boy's father's car sounded his horn to which Steven got up from the seat and left obviously not before saying goodbye to the blonde
—Well my transport arrived, it was fun talking to you, Dorotty, right?—
-The girl affirmed nodding her head-
—Yes, dorotty—
—I better tell you Dotty sounds very sophisticated as if at any moment someone would invite me to have tea—
—Needless to say, "" You don't like sugar sir? ""—
-said with a sophisticated tone the girl trying to hold back a laugh holding an imaginary sugar bowl-
-When looking at that, he followed suit with his cup of imaginary tea and tried to sound sophisticated-
—" "Thank you, Miss" "—
The laughter of both did not take a minute to leave since it seemed funny and at the same time, they looked somewhat ridiculous in short, the case is that when the curly one got into the car he got in with a smile reflected on his face which his father was realized
—Hum. . I see you did well Steven—
He said as he drove looking at the road, dah-
—What? because what you say—
-I was trying to act ummm, natural? or something like that-
—It was only regular—
—Well, I didn't see that when you were with that girl. Do you almost have a love, my son? Hey? Hey?—
-they were with a mocking tone-
—Haha that's funny, how do you say that I have a crush if I just met her? Besides, the only crush I had stayed in the city—
—And it's going to start—
-Stop at a traffic light-
—I hear you—
P.O.V Steven:
I won't remember much about her but I still remember everything about her was. . . Beautiful. . . nice. . .Intelligent and above all, she was braver than anyone else I have met if you ask me to describe her in one word. . .Beauty
I still remember when I said goodbye to her ..
Flashback:
About two years ago, we have a boy with curls when he was 14 years old, he was much shorter in height and a little more chubby, you know how that thing that happened on TV at certain times, huh? Anyway, he was at home with his things packed and about to get into the car, once inside there was no turning back
—Well Steven, it's time to go—
-He put his suitcase in the trunk waiting for the child but when he saw he found his son looking at what was his old house, he let out a sigh-
Steven..
—Why can't we stay?—
-Asked the then pre-adolescent with melancholy looking at the house-
—You know what happens here, it is not certain that you have a life here besides few people leave here we have the opportunity to start a new life—
—But here I have my life, my friends, a school nearby, you know how much it cost me to fit in there—
—Yes, I know and understand it but as I have told you, people who go through difficult things are more wise, you can fit in again—
—But..—
-Almost saying other words that in the same way would be useless-
—Steven!—
-a female voice whose name is still unknown went with the curly one very quickly-
—E-huh?—
-I look at the girl with colored hair-
—Wh-what are you doing here?—
—Well. . I just came to say goodbye why maybe I won't see you again—
—Maybe and you're right—
-He said sadly accompanied by a lump in his throat along with tears
—S-Steven, please don't cry—
-She with some tears also decided to make him a, let's say improvised memory so she did the following, she removed her necklace to be able to split it in half as she could since it was a very resistant necklace, in the end she made a necklace with half for him-
—Take, so that you remember me and so that I never forget you—
—B-but that necklace, wasn't it the most important possession of your family?—
—Well, it was, but that doesn't matter if you give it to someone you love very much.—
—"Someone you love very much"—
—"Someone you love very much"—
—"Someone you love very much"—
—"Someone you love very much"—
P.O.V Steven:
-I just sigh-
—Someone you love very much ...—