At last in my sweet home, well not so sweet, a real meaning would be jail, more or less there are no officers, and I am a recluse unjustly, and I have the keys, I should take advantage of it, they say that when the cats are tied up the mice are of their Mind you, I know you imagine that what is coming is a party but no, as I said before, I am not that type of girl, besides I have few friends if not none.
I make my party exclusively for myself, I just got in the shower and put on the album "Eutopía" by Romeo Santos y tararara y tarararata, and I've gotten out of the shower for so long and it's already night, I'm a little Exhaust of this day so crazy and here boring I have no choice but to immerse myself in my fantastic world and see a clear action movie since I hate science fiction and / or romance "uhs wacala". Although alone you should take advantage and see the 50 Shades of Gray.
(Exala) * indication. Oh demon of lust stop directing Lilian, if that's what they call me Lilian Crome "I don't know why the hell I'm narrating my life, my terrible and boring life, who cares about God.
After such a long time without knowing anything, I begin to see two children running around and splashing while it rained and between laughter and laughter in the distance the sound of a car horn is heard. NO 'it may be I have woken up with the sun starting to come out and I will be late again. I get up immediately and go straight to brushing and showering, I dress and run to the door without the opportunity to eat breakfast, and there is that boy again, "oh my God" Lilian control yourself. During the journey it was the same as the previous time, I was so immersed in my thoughts that I had not realized that we had arrived without giving him an address but who cares maybe he knew it because he lives in this city and I had not seen him before because because It is very big, nah 'it is that I do not leave my house only in summer and it is where my grandparents, we arrive and get off and a few plastic barbie are looking at us with amazement and at the same time wanting to eat this boy. Boom on their lazy faces.
- Why the hell are you following me?
-Ah, hello well "nice presentation", you care where I walk.
Without giving it importance I go to my classroom and he deviates I think that to the direction.
-Miss Lilian Crome again late.
-In, if I'm sorry, it's that ...
- Yes, always with the same story, come before I regret it.
She didn't even let me explain, it's better this way.
"Between whispers" - Damn fool
- What did he say?
-Nothing
I feel like always behind and I am drawing as always, well I think scratches since I need concentration and that is what I have least these last days.
-Good morning. A boy speaks with a cold and sharp voice
- Sure, come in and welcome Dariel.
Unn with that with rasismo son of **. Oh no, I've heard that voice before, it looks like ...
"No", I find myself needing to swallow thickly, I don't even dare to look up, and the only free space is right next to me.
My brain reacts "with what Dariel is called" I feel like a detective. I try to save as fast as possible my art in Arab and Chinese leagues when he approaches and snatches the sheet from me.
-Hey "like saying hey what's wrong with you" but he ignores me and this is believed.
And a paranoia invades my body causing (butterflies in the stomach) taking synthesis here, why the hell do they call it that? Calm down Lilian, "what's wrong with me?" No, I refuse, uff, it's that it's so good, no I had noticed those beautiful and long eyelashes that she has and those brown eyes, that I envy.
"Come back to land Lilian"
-Hi Lilian
Oh my God knows my name
She makes a gesture with a shrug that you care and a smirk that shows a lot of arrogance and pride. But even so it looks good.
I pout not to show that I am glad that he knows my name because that indicates that he is interested even a little bit.