"Can it be? That I and Charlene..." Berta still couldn't believe in what just has happened between them. "It's just like some miracle..."
Yes, it was a miracle, but it was real and it wasn't a dream. And now she prepares lunch for them.
Yes, it was a miracle, but it was real and it wasn't a dream. And now she prepares lunch for them.
Berta gave a deep sigh and smiled. She's so happy. The fruits were already grilled, so she put them on the plate and went back to the dinning room where Charlene already waited for her.
"So... What do you think about holidays?" Berta asked Charlene. "If you really want to spend your holidays in Oasis Springs I can talk to my parents."
"And they will agree?"
"I even don't have doubts. My parents always were very nice and friendly to my friends, "Berta smiled warmly.
"Oh, how I'm envy you, sweetie!" A sad smile appeared on Charlene's face. "If I could say the same about my father..."
"Why?" Berta was surprised. "Does it mean that your dad hates your friends?"
"No..." Charlene shook her head. "It means that he always tries to keep me under his control... And he decides who can be my friend who can't..."
"Oh, no..." Berta looked at her girlfriend. "It's just..."
"Yes..." Charlene nodded. "It's horrible... But still... I'll try to talk to him. Maybe he'll allow me to go to you or... I'll think something..."
"What do you mean?" Berta chuckled.
"Something what will help me to come to you", Charlene winked at Berta and took thought.
Berta looked carefully at Charlie. Even she felt that she would afraid of Charlene's dad.
"So... What do you think about holidays?" Berta asked Charlene. "If you really want to spend your holidays in Oasis Springs I can talk to my parents."
"And they will agree?"
"I even don't have doubts. My parents always were very nice and friendly to my friends, "Berta smiled warmly.
"Oh, how I'm envy you, sweetie!" A sad smile appeared on Charlene's face. "If I could say the same about my father..."
"Why?" Berta was surprised. "Does it mean that your dad hates your friends?"
"No..." Charlene shook her head. "It means that he always tries to keep me under his control... And he decides who can be my friend who can't..."
"Oh, no..." Berta looked at her girlfriend. "It's just..."
"Yes..." Charlene nodded. "It's horrible... But still... I'll try to talk to him. Maybe he'll allow me to go to you or... I'll think something..."
"What do you mean?" Berta chuckled.
"Something what will help me to come to you", Charlene winked at Berta and took thought.
Berta looked carefully at Charlie. Even she felt that she would afraid of Charlene's dad.
After their lunch Berta and Charlene went to gym together. That's what they both loved - workout. It was a good way to forget everything what makes you sad, angry or worried, especially Berta knew that very well. And now... Now they'll do almost everything together.
Soon Charlene forgot about her worries and started to talk about coming Berta's party.
"So are you ready?"
"Yesss..." Berta nodded. "I'm already counting the last hours!" The girl chuckled happily. "I can't wait when I'll see my friends!"
"Oh, I can imagine", Charlene smiled. "I'd like to meet your friends. I don't doubt that they are cool like you."
"Yes, they are, but I am just who I am..." Berta blushed.
"No... You are special..." Charlene smiled looking at Berta's eyes and making her blush even more.
"So are you ready?"
"Yesss..." Berta nodded. "I'm already counting the last hours!" The girl chuckled happily. "I can't wait when I'll see my friends!"
"Oh, I can imagine", Charlene smiled. "I'd like to meet your friends. I don't doubt that they are cool like you."
"Yes, they are, but I am just who I am..." Berta blushed.
"No... You are special..." Charlene smiled looking at Berta's eyes and making her blush even more.
Berta shook her head. She really felt special, but just because that Charlene made her feel so. She wanted to say so much to Charlene, but it was too hard to find the right words, so Berta just looked at the girl and smiled.
"What?" Charlene chuckled.
"Nothing... I'm just... You make me feel..."
"How?"
"As if I could fly," Berta smiled.
"What?" Charlene chuckled.
"Nothing... I'm just... You make me feel..."
"How?"
"As if I could fly," Berta smiled.
Yes, she was prepared for her party very well. Her DJ set should last until the midnight and maybe even longer. Berta worked very hard on her set the whole week. She started her party with chill out tunes slowly and almost unnoticeably changing music to faster and more rhythmical.
Berta was so busy and lost in her music that almost jumped when she saw Enrique standing with some book in front of her. "Oh my... What the hell he does here?" She frowned feeling annoyed a bit, but then she smiled thinking that Enrique's behavior is very funny and she hardly could to hold her laughter. "He's totally sick", Berta thought shaking her head and focused on her controller again. It was a time to mix another song - much harder, with much faster rhythm and with more beat.
Then she felt guilty again. She always felt guilty when Enrique tried to pay her attention to him, but she avoided him. Berta even couldn't explain why. But these thoughts will not make her happy, so she immediately tried to get rid of them. "It's a party, so it's a time for fun", Berta said herself in her thoughts.
When Berta lifted her head again Enrique was gone. She noticed how the guy who sat at the bar looks at her with a smile on his face. Berta's heart trembled in joy. She knew that guy. It was Lucas.
When Berta lifted her head again Enrique was gone. She noticed how the guy who sat at the bar looks at her with a smile on his face. Berta's heart trembled in joy. She knew that guy. It was Lucas.
9. (coming soon) |