The story of "Alisha Vronska" #16

As I was passing through the manor, I suddenly felt a heavy blow on my shoulder. I jumped back, screaming. I almost dropped my bag due to sudden emotions. The fact that someone touched me was shocking, and the fact that Olivia did it killed my whole world.
She giggled.
"I'm sorry, I scared you, it's childish, but I couldn't resist. Do you live somewhere nearby? "What is it?" she asked, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I noticed that we were returning from school on the same route."
I could barely contain the panic on my face. And yet she noticed. I made a mistake again.
"I..."
"Oh God, you can talk," she giggled again. "We can go back together. It's going to be good. "
After these words, I couldn't ignore the wave of delight. I looked at her in surprise. She was serious. Pretty serious. I died of happiness. I really am dead. It was the most beautiful day of my life. I was walking next to her, so I didn't have to keep that huge distance anymore. I would never have believed that I would ever be so close.
"I have two movie tickets. Maybe you like horror movies? Will you come with me tomorrow?
I died of happiness even more.
"Yes. I have... I have time.
"That's great. My friends don't like these movies."
We spoke surprisingly naturally. I walked her to the door. She even said it was good to have someone as a companion on the way home. So she meant me. Me, because she was coming back with me. Olivia told me that. For me, because I was coming back with her. God. It's so amazing.

I wish this moment would never end, that it would continue until now. I'm playing it all in my memory. Over and over again. It was so wonderful. It was easy for me. I adore her. I love her so much. I am the happiest person on earth.
Before I fall asleep, I call Olivia again. Being alone in a dark room, I can afford to prepare bold scenarios for tomorrow's meeting. It will be even more beautiful. It's hard to believe that I'm so lucky.

***

Saturday. We made an appointment at six-thirty in the park. The movie at nineteen. We'll be alone for thirty minutes. We'll be together alone. For half an hour.

I got up at seven-fifteen today. I've got the clothes ready. I changed the composition of the T-shirt and trousers several times. I took a shower every two hours. I scanned my face as accurately as possible, afraid that something might suddenly pop out. Then there's a risk that Olivia will be disgusted, and I'm going to kiss her.
I spend most of my time tracking the hands of my watch. I can't wait for the right time. Nervous tics tire me more than usual. I scratch the skin on my hands. Slight pain. It's the only thing that holds my mind completely. Finally, I do my hair, get dressed, and go out an hour ahead of time. I need to get to the opposite side of the city so that Olivia thinks we really live in the same estates. Everything looks so good, I can't ruin it. This is my chance to be happy and loved. best online casinos in Tanzania