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When the new school year started on Friday, I walked to school with my head down and still sighing sadly. I felt like my heart was broken.
After all, he was a stranger. But he was so nice... I replayed it in my head several times.
***
In front of the school, my three friends were already waiting for me, who immediately smiled happily when their eyes saw me and immediately ran to me.
"So tell us... how was it?" Karolina asked immediately.
I didn't look them in the face and just shrugged my shoulders. "I do not know..."
The girls exchanged questioning looks.
"What?" Adela asked with a surprised look on her face
"Is something wrong?" said Bara.
"I really don't know..." I sighed in exasperation. "It was so nice. We talked, we exchanged numbers and so on... and then..."
"And then what?" Karolina was impatient.
"He ran away," I answered with little tears in my eyes.
"What? Why did he run away?" Bara was interested.
"I don't know..." I blurted out, bursting into tears.
The girls felt very sorry for me and Karolina immediately hugged me and patted me on the back.
"I was so happy... I had the best birthday of my life... and then it was all over. I was hoping... that something would come out of it."
"Did you tell him something..." Adela stroked my arm. "Something he didn't like?"
I thought for a few seconds.
"He ran away... when I said I was a student..." I sniffled.
"That's weird." Bara put her hands on her hips.
I felt really miserable. It all happened so suddenly... that I really thought... that something could come of it. That Milan could be the right one for me, my knight in shining armor, teaching me what love is... and loving me to death.
***
The girls took me to our class. The class was the same as always, and the places where we sat were also the same. I sat with Karolina at the first desk against the wall next to the door and Bára and Adela at the desk next to us.
We all took our seats and Karolina comforted me again. I was still sniffling and wiping away my sad tears. My heart was really hurt.
"Good morning, students..." our new class teacher said as he entered the classroom after the school bell rang and closed the door behind him.
I wiped away the last of my tears and stood up with everyone.
No... this can't be... this can't be true!
I had a surprised and a little scared look on my face when I saw our new class teacher standing at the teacher's desk next to the window, and from Karolina's expression, which was the same as mine, I knew... that she understood very well.
Milan?
To be continued...
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So how did you like the story? Should I continue this writing?
I will be happy for any comments you send me and I will also be happy if you inspire me for other plots in this story.
Thanks for reading :)
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 1 year agoA very beautiful, emotional beginning of the story. I burst into tears and thought it was like a dream of love suddenly interrupted by the ringing of a wake-up alarm. I really like Lucie's character and Milan's attitude in the club, and this escape ... it's probably like my own experience with Sebastian, who left leaving a void ... Estecz, I await with great interest the further fate of Lucie, Milan and friends. 📝👩❤️🧒
And although English is not your language (I also have to translate from English to Polish anyway) this story, like all the ones I read, is nicely, concisely written and easy to read. Best regards from Poland SissyBoy Joasia from Poland 🇵🇱.
Bardzo piękny, uczuciowy poczatek historii. Rozpłakałam się i myślałam że to jak sen o miłości przewany nagle dzwonkiem alarmu budźka. Bardzo podoba Mi się postać Lucie oraz postawa Milana w klubie a ta ucieczka ... to chyba jak moje własne przeżycie z Sebastianem, który wyjechał zostawiając pustkę... Estecz z wielkim zainteresowaniem czekam na dalsze losy Lucie, Milana i przyjaciół. 📝👩❤️🧒
A choć język angielski nie jest twoim językiem (zresztą ja też muszę tłumaczyć z angielskiego na język Polski) to ta historia jak wszystkie które przyczytałam są ładnie, zwięźle napisane i łatwe w czytaniu. Serdecznie pozdrawiam z Polski SissyBoy Joasia z Polski 🇵🇱.
Anonymousabout 1 year agoThis is a beautiful story! It had me in tears. You must continue with more chapters!
It’s sweet, romantic full of heartfelt sincerity.
Although English is not your primary language, it is well written and very easy to read and follow. You may want to consider an editor. You can find them listed on the website.
Again, beautiful, romantic and sweet. Thank you!
Gilmartin33about 1 year agoHi, I’m a bit mixed in how I feel about this story, sorry. I saw it because it had just been published but after reading it I then went to look at some of your other stories - which I think are good. I love the way you have complex ideas but I guess here I just don’t get Milan he has no depth yet, just an object that has an effect on Lucie. I did like the idea of Lucie and her friends, it would be interesting to hear more about them, how did Lucie become Lucie and get accepted by this group? But please don’t stop- you have setup a difficult situation for Lucie and I do want to see what she does. Thanks!
Anonymousabout 1 year agoYour writing was excellent and far better (grammatically) than most of the US-based writers here. And definitely much better than my co-workers!
I liked the story -- keep it up!
