Stavroulla and Fiona went to pack Fionas things, and arrived at Stavroulla's little, colorful house late at night.
- How cozy! Fiona exclaimed. It's like a gingerbread house! Just like in the fairy tales!
- Well, Stavroulla said, It was very cheap, and I haven't had neither the time nor resources to fix it up yet. Full job and medical studies, you know how it is...
- You don't have to excuse yourself to me, Fiona replied, I'm just happy to have a safe place to sleep!
- The poor thing, Stavroulla said to herself, she must have been exhausted. I don't know if this mattress is any good, but it is better than the floor.
The next morning Fiona woke up with spasm of the neck muscles, but thought it was a small price to pay for her safety. - I will just buy an extra pillow and then I'm sure I will be okay, she said to herself. And she was right. The pillow did the trick, and Fiona was to stay on Stavroulla's mattress for months to come actually.
Fiona continued to pursue possible dates on the dating website, but became quite disillusioned as the weeks went by.
- What's wrong with me?! I think they are all dirtbags and idiots! I'm never going to find someone...
What she DID find, was a brand new car. Okay. Brand new is of course an exaggeration. The Beatle was from 1973.
- Thank you so much aunt Angela! It is just the perfect car for me! Yes, yes, it all arrived in one piece! Everything is fine!
- Oh the feeling of freedom!!! I just love being able to drive home from work late at night, instead of waiting hours and hours for the bus. My life is perfect now! Except from the boyfriend thingy. Blah. Never mind - I have the best car in Hidden Springs!!
One evening after work, on her way to the parking, she saw this guy standing at the corner. I think I know him from somewhere? Hmmm. I just don't remember from where. Should I ask him. Ah, no. It would be kind of silly. On the other hand, what's the harm? And in a moment of madness, she went up to the guy and said:
- I'm sorry, and please don't take this the wrong way, but do I know you?
- Eh, no..., the guy said, and smiled.
- Oh I see, Fiona said and blushed. I don't normally..., well I just thought..., I mean I was sure..., but okay. Well. (Oh God please help me here!). I'm sorry for bothering you. I will just go now.
- Don't worry about it, the guy laughed. My name is Niels. And next time you will know me!
- I was so embarrassed! I didn't even answer him, I just ran off! I don't know what what came over me!
- Maybe you fancied him? Stavroulla teased.
- Maybe a tiny little bit, Fiona had to admit, but I still can't remember who he reminds me off.
A couple of weeks after she met Niels again just outside the venue, after the Beautiful Disaster concert.
- Hey you redhead! I know you! Niels cried out.
Oh no, Fiona thought, he is wasted on top of everything.
- Tell me your name sweetie, after all I know you, you know! I will not let you pass until you tell me your name!
- I'm Fiona, but I have to go now, my friend is waiting for me. I'm sorry!
- Why are you so sorry all the time? "Don't sorry, be happy!" he bawled, as Fiona rushed around the corner.
- Senseless! Fiona explained to Stavroulla the next day. He was totally... wasted. What an idiot. I must have a built-in magnet for idiots or something.
- Well everybody can get too much to drink you know. Don't be so hard on him. It can happen to everyone, even you.
And how right she was...
Three weeks later, after celebrating Lisa Molehill's birthday at the pub, Fiona ran in to Niels again.
- Nieeeeels! she howled. Come here! Let me tell you something! I'm not sorry! I'm so happy! You are cute! You are *hick* really cute for real, and I'm not ...
Things went kind of blurred after that. She remembered bits and pieces. Stumbling. Falling. Someone grabbing her.
Taking selfies.
- Oh my head. Oh no. I've been silly. How embarrassing. I didn't post those selfies did I? Oh no. I think I might have... Better erase them from Face immediately!
*Logging in* - Now let me see... Oh no!!!! O.M.G. This is... What HAVE I done!
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