Adaline
Of course that the way to the toilets was to the right.
Bastard.
Lying bastard.
Idiot lying bastard.
Fucking idiot lying bastard.
Do you know what was to the left?
You can’t guess in a million years and back. There weren’t any toilets, but instead it was a…
Beach full of nudists.
I saw things worth not seeing.
First thing was the thingy of an old man. His wife being next to him. Another old woman talking to them. All of them naked.
Now I really need to go to the bathroom…
To puke all my intestines out.
I’m going to have to burn my eyes.
No, scratch that. I will kill Ayato then burn my eyes.
That bastard.
I finally arrived at the toilets, and locked myself in one of the stalls.
I stripped off of my clothes, leaving me in only my two pieces swimsuit.
I went out, after peeking to see if it was someone around.
The coast is clear.
I smiled at my own funny self, and went out.
I felt so exposed and self-conscious. I want home.
Thinking of ways to escape from this hell, and go back home, I bumped into someone.
The coast is not clear.
I held my forehead in my palm, looking up at the guy I bumped into.
My jaw almost dropped. Good Lord, he was hot. He looked so yummy.
I’m getting a little crazy here.
But , dayum, he looked very yum.
He had caramel blond shaggy hair, and ice blue eyes. He was slim, I give you that, but he had that V-line and the outline of his abs were faintly popping out.
I couldn’t help it, but compare him with Ayato. I guess Ayato’s body is just a little bit better than this guy’s.
“I’m sorry,” The guy spoke, making me look in his eyes. His voice was just angelic. He’s the epitome of perfect, while I’m standing here, in my black swimsuit which didn’t fit me at all.
My tongue felt as if it was suddenly tied. I tried to say something, but my words were stuck in my throat. Speak, goddammit.
“I like chicken nuggets!” I exclaimed, finally getting my words out of my throat. Only that those weren’t the words I wanted to say.
My face burned of embarrassment. Oh God, how I wish I could just shut up.
Surprisingly, the guy didn’t even seem creeped out by me, a girl in a black swimsuit that didn’t even suit her with a red face and widened eyes. He laughed.
I almost sighed at the sound of his laugh.
Can I marry him like now?
“Oh, you’re funny, did you know that?” He asked, wiping his tears formed in his eyes from the good laugh he had.
I nodded my head slowly, but then shook it. He chuckled.
“What’s your name?”
My name is Jeff. (A/N: I’m sorry.. xD)
“Adaline,” I replied, giving myself an award for not stuttering.
“Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl as you,” He gave me a boyish grin. I watched him closely. Was he… flirting?
“Oh, umm, thank you, I guess,” I gave him a little smile. An awkward silence settled between us, making me fidget. What to do you say in these kind of situations?
“Oh, I’m sorry for when I bumped into you. I wasn’t aware of where I was walking,” I broke the silence, looking down, thankful that I found a way to start another conversation. What? This guy is cute, and I won’t miss the chance to speak with him more.
He smiled, and put a hand on my shoulder. It made me slightly tense up.
“Don’t worry, I wasn’t looking as well. Okay, I’m just lying now,” He chuckled a little, making me raise up my head to meet his blue eyes. “I bumped into you purposely. My friends over there-” He pointed with his thumb over his back, a group of five other guys , two hot , two cute and one just average, standing there looking at us. “-saw me looking at you, and made me ask you for a date. I didn’t know how I should approach you, so I just bumped into you.”
I looked at him, surprised. I didn’t know what to say. Until I met Ayato, no boy would of talk to me, let alone hot or cute boys.
If my family and I were going somewhere, I would of just take a book with me and read, not interested in flirting, watching for cute boys or watching my sister flirt with cute boys.
Okay, that was interesting to watch. The boys were just going to Jemima, trying to talk and flirt with her in order to get her number. She was giggling and laughing at the guys that went to talk to her. Their eyes were practically sparkling when they heard her laugh.
They were hoping that they could get her number, but Jemima was smarter than that. She would just give them a fake number, throw a wink at them and then come to me, smirking when she saw that I was laughing my ass off at the lovesick puppy face the guys made, gazing over at ‘Jemima’s number’.
“-do you want to?” The guy snapped me from my trance, making me shook my head and look at him.
“Eh? Oh, I mean… Can you repeat what you just said?”
Surprisingly, he smiled instead of giving me an annoyed face. “Do you want to join me at drinking a coffee or a tea?”
Was he inviting me on a date?
Two in a day.
Woah, that must be a world record… for me.
I smiled politely at him, my heart beating way faster than it should. “I’m sorry, but I do not know you.”
“Well, going with me for a coffee will make us know more about each other.”
“But I don’t know your name,” I tilted my head a little to the side.
“Anthony. Tony for short. So, now that you know my name, what do you say?”
I bit my lip, his eyes flickering to it. He began to lean in, making me freeze and widen my eyes.
He was getting closer and closer, me not breathing anymore.
His lips parted in anticipation while mine just set into a straight line to avoid the kiss. Move away, dammit!
An arm wrapped around my waist, and pulled me to the side, making Anthony lean in to much and fall.