He did it again. He lifted his eyebrow!
“And I believe in having sex here,” He was staring at my bosom. I forgot that I wasn’t wearing shirt, because he removed it!
Instead of being angry, I blushed. It was an upset blush, but still.
“Really? You think nobody will hear us?”
“They won’t give a damn about it.”
I slip at the toilet on purpose and pretended that my head was hurting.
“I’m sorry. I’m afraid I would slip again,” I didn’t look into his eyes. My true fair was that he would see the belief in my eyes. “I can try, because you are beautiful and sweet. I’m really feeling something about you.” Something about despise at that moment.
I stood up like someone who could fall at any moment.
Then he said the words that could break a girl’s heart apart.
“Well, I don’t. But here’s your damn shirt.” He gave my cloth back. “Next time, don’t play that game.”
I kissed him gently.
“I just wanted to go to the restroom, darling,” I said, then I took my shirt. “But you were very wonderful even if I wasn’t. You know, I’ve never been with a boy. So thanks for your awesomeness.”
He smiled a bit, but that’s it. He didn’t seem to care much about me. I think he didn’t even really care that I didn’t make love with him. Sometimes, he was just an animal. Worse, he was nothing, but a nice face. I only dated him, because a kind girl would give him a chance, and most likely falling in love with him. Since he was the opposite of me or the sweet girl. As he would say, “He didn’t give a damn about others opinion.” He was a free man who happened to be one of the most popular boy in the school. Maybe, because of my best friend, Kiera Kelly, who was friends with him. Or his unconcern was that attracted others, because he was the only who didn’t care about everything. He just gets it.
Unfortunately, I could never do that, because if someone wasn’t a boy, the entire story would be different. Namely girls had to be sweet and kind, and take care themselves. Because guys don’t like girls who are less than beautiful. I know, because my mom told me so. She told me what I had to be to beloved by others. And it worked, didn’t it? I never had boyfriend before. I was just too normal. Too not sugar-sweet.
So I walked away from the boy restroom without anyone noticing me there.
Then I just went to pee.