Capítulo 2: 2
A giraffe that has however stopped talking and stares greedily at its new prey. Curiosity obliges, I mechanically follow her gaze and my breathing stops. Name of Merguez! If someone had told me this morning that I was meeting a fallen angel, I might have dressed better! Or not…
But clearly, the new one is worth checking out. Because, certainly, it is indeed about Dimitri Baranov. Couldn't be one of the village boys, unless you've spent the whole summer in a plastic surgery salon. And even with the best surgeon in the world, there is little chance that we can obtain such a beautiful result.
Eyes and hair as black as night, a body covered in a T-shirt and pants that in no way doubt his athletic figure, Dimitri is one hell of a competition for my friends. The Russians have a lot of genetics!
I could almost drool when he arranges his medium-length hair in a bun and observes the crowd without really seeing it. As if the people around him meant nothing to him.
The thought scares me enough to look away and swallow my saliva. Something is disturbing, and dangerous, in the way he does nothing. As if he was about to murder at any moment. Thank you Dad for all your stories, it doesn't give your daughter any particular ideas at all…
- You look like an angel, whispers a girl to her friend, bypassing us.
An angel, ok, but fallen. He has an intimidating and creepy je-ne-sais-quoi, which pushes me not to come any closer. Normal behavior. I've always had a frank but sympathetic character, and who, if I hadn't found friends that would scare the whole planet away, would certainly know how to find me, friends, easily. I am not likely to back down in the face of danger and Dimitri Baranov does not scare me. Or, just a little.
But very quickly, I realize that Laurine and I are not the only ones watching him. Like many, we observe it with great curiosity. Nothing surprising in itself, but it is his calm demeanor that ends up getting on my nerves. When I arrived, I had at least had the good taste to blush in the face of so much attention. But this one seems to give a damn and looks haughty at the audience, which horrifies me.
I don't tend to pass judgment on people I don't know, but Dimitri immediately strikes me as an unsympathetic individual. Oh, sure! I need more than a pretty face for me to crack! But for Laurine's little heart, nothing is less certain.
- Whore! swear this last before turning to me, he is hot the new!
- Yeah…
My lack of enthusiasm does not escape her and she gives me her bitchy smile.
- Prettier than your Stevan?
There are a few rumors that I'm Stevan's girlfriend. Other rumors, harder, whisper that I'm the girlfriend of all the boys. And if I hate the second, I like the first enough. Not because I like Stevan but because I know perfectly well that Laurine has had her sights set on Stevan ever since she met his chocolate gaze. That's why I don't respond to his prick and royally ignore him. For that, but also because barely finished his sentence that the new suddenly became interested in our little people.
An electric current runs through me when I unwittingly meet his ebony eyes. Even from where I am, a distance separating us from a good five meters at least, I feel his presence as if he stood against me. And hating that someone enters my living space, I feel a deep malaise and can't help but look away. Sorry pride, I'm putting you aside for a while.
He's watching us!
The almost hysterical cry of the giraffe allows me to get out of the state I was in and kick myself in the buttocks. As the electric battery next to me starts spouting bullshit, I lean over and pretend to retie my shoelaces. But I feel like I can still feel the cold stare of the new guy on me and I can't help but a shiver runs down my spine.
- Go! I'm going for it! I will welcome him! Tell me good luck!
I raise my head just in time to see Laurine's heels fly toward the fallen angel. It's my way out. The two panthers gauge each other with their gaze and each must wonder what sauce her partner is going to eat. The fight does not interest me, I already know who will win. Laurine doesn't need luck with this one and she will quickly eat the new one raw.
And since cannibalism isn't in my top ten favorite activities, I take my leave and bolt down the stairs leading to my first lesson. A course that I share with Gwen, who, already in front of the amphitheater, awaits me with a huge smile. Her pigtails whip the air as she throws herself into my arms. We kiss, jostling everyone, then let the other students pass, telling us about the latest news.
- So, I exclaimed, meeting his green gaze, back to France?
- Yes! My plane landed in the night and by the time I got here, I was already tired of the landscape!
- In the middle of the night?
- It doesn't change, even in broad daylight.
She pouts and I can't help but agree with her on this. The landscape is the same here, from North to South, from West to East.
- If you could have come, the trip would have been perfect…
- Ah that, I do not doubt it!
My dear parents, whom I love very much, left me the whole summer alone to run the building sites in South America. Since my father retired, he follows my mother to the four corners of the world and the two spend most of their time together, sometimes forgetting that their daughter is faced with her loneliness, in a lost corner, and does not dream. Only one thing: to travel. Only, until now, they have always found an excuse to escape together. The main excuse is my studies, I do not intend to linger at the University and I want to finish quickly with this too-simple justification.
- What about you? Well, amused?
- You know me… I worked at the equestrian center, and the post office and I spent time with the boys.
- Fortunately, they are there, those! Otherwise, you would spend your holidays working!
She's not wrong. But as soon as I have enough money, I intend to go around the world. Or at least a nice trip. And who knows, maybe it will tempt my friends…
We chat a bit more then go back to the amphitheater, full to bursting. O joy at the beginning of the year! Can't wait for the first semester to arrive and eliminate those who came only for fun. Their howl is already hitting me on the system and as if that didn't help, I discover in the front row, next to one of the only remaining seats, the fallen angel from earlier. Yippee.
- There's practically no more room, piss off! Moaned Gwen, making the same observation as me.
- Correction, there are two places left, I say while inspecting the small room, one in front and one in…
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