"Hi, is there something wrong?" Stupid, stupid, stupid me. Was that the
first thing I could come up with? He looked shocked and started to
turn. "Hey, I'm talking to you Noah." Now he looked surprised, how do I
know his name? I don't know any of my classmates and his I do know. "Are
you Olivia Carmes?" "I certainly am." Oh great now I sound like my
grand mother. Perfect, just perfect. "Hi, uhm, I found your wallet in
school and wanted to return it to you. So I looked at your ID and came
to your house." Oh even more perfect, first day and I lost my wallet
already. "Thank you, how can I repay you? Do you want something to
drink? Come on in, be my guest." "I really shouldn't." That was the
first hint that he ever gave me, the first of many.
Stupid person that I was I kept on asking and he finally gave in. "I'll only stay for half an hour or so." he told me with a faint smile. I walked to my door and forgot that my grandmother was home. Opening the door I told Noah that the house was still a mess, because we only came here one week ago. "Oh that's fine by me, my house is always in a mess. My parents aren't home much, so I'm pretty much living by myself." He suddenly shut up and I saw in a glance that he was surprised by telling me so much in only a minute. I knew exactly how he felt, I always kept on talking when I met somebody new, that's probably why I don't have many friends. I wonder. "What do you want?" I heard myself say and walked to the kitchen, "coke, sprite, coffee or thee? We have it all, maybe the coke and sprite aren't in the fridge, so they will be warm, but I don't mind that so much." I heard a soft but strong voice saying, "Via dear, you always talk too much when you're nervous. Hi son, what's your name." It was my grandmother, I looked at Noah when he was looking at her. Caroline Carmes looked like old parchment with creases everywhere. She didn't walk with a cane, which was strange because she was almost 79 years old and she always stood tall. Her eyes were the most amazing about her, they were so wise and full of generosity, but also with a need to rule that you couldn't disobey. "I'm Noah Lukes, madam. I found Olivia's wallet in school and wanted to give it back to her, when she insisted that I came inside for a drink." Carrie's eyes went big and went soft the next moment. "Oh Via, you lost your wallet the very first day? You're such a dimwit sometimes. It's so sweet of you to bring it by Noah. You can call my Carrie and nothing like Misses Carmes. It makes me feel old." "Which she really isn't, right Carrie? Carrie likes to feel young, so she gives me heart attacks by going on wild adventures." I looked at my grandmother with accusing eyes and she looked away from mine. I heard Noah chuckle very softly, but stopping with it right away.
For me writing is something that comes and goes whenever I want it to. I don't sit down and write when I don't have any inspiration and it takes quite a while for me to write again at the same story. But here I go, I hope I can finish this one =) The bell rings and makes me crazy, it's the first week of a new school year and I'm not enjoying myself. I have changed schools and little did I know that this school was my last one ever. The name is Olivia and I'm a senior at LA High. When I first got myself into this school I didn't know it had a uniform and I was the only one wearing regular clothes. The first day was a disaster, every teacher looked at me like I was a rebel and I was sent to the head misters office in the first class. He was a really nice guy, he understood why I didn't know about the uniform and wrote me a pass for this week and told me that I had to buy a uniform by the end of this week. One problem, I forgot his name and the name of all my teachers, even my classmates names were gone. I just ignored the fact and went on with my life. My first day was rough, nobody talked to me, expect when they had to and they didn't like the fact that I wasn't athletic, LA High was all about sports and I didn't like being active. The whole day I kept to myself, ate by myself and walked home by myself. I didn't notice that I was being watched all day long, by a boy whom later I would see as the last person at my deathbed. Noah Lukes the cutest boy at our school and also the best girl-magnet on this planet. He was secretive and enjoyed staying by himself, too. The girls all thought he was shy, yet I knew that he just didn't give anything for attention, which made girls love him even harder. When I saw him at my house, I hesitated just a second and then called to him. "Hi, is there something wrong?" Stupid, stupid, stupid me. Was that the first thing I could come up with? He looked shocked and started to turn. "Hey, I'm talking to you Noah." Now he looked surprised, how do I know his name? I don't know any of my classmates and his I do know. "Are you Olivia Carmes?" "I certainly am." Oh great now I sound like my grand mother. Perfect, just perfect. "Hi, uhm, I found your wallet in school and wanted to return it to you. So I looked at your ID and came to your house." Oh even more perfect, first day and I lost my wallet already. "Thank you, how can I repay you? Do you want something to drink? Come on in, be my guest." "I really shouldn't." That was the first hint that he ever gave me, the first of many.
