The first time I saw his face was by webcam, a really close friend of mine showed me that nice-looking boy through a chat window. A few days later a new post was on my blog, I couldn’t believe it, it was him giving me his e-mail and all my world was shaking, weird sensation, but fine.
So I added him to my contact list on my e-mail, two days later he was online, I started to chat with him, the first impression was that he liked me too, a really sympathetic person, I was blinded a cute, smart and really understanding boy, kind of hard to find these days. Well I was only thirteen when I started to know him, taking into account that he was three years and 5 months older than me, so it’s obvious he had more experience in life. On the other hand I was a little and innocent girl who fall in love very quickly and even more when he seemed reliable.
A few weeks later, after those longs ours of chatting and talking about everything we were about to meet, I must confess I was trembling from my head to my feet, even when there were like eight days to see him.
The thing that called my attention was that in the small town we lived in, there wasn’t even one time I saw him, never in the square were everyone meet’s, in the disco, or in the beach, but in fact I think he was so different from the boys I was used to, that hypnotized my eyes.
One day, finally, we were chatting, and he told me that he wanted to see me. I was like oh my god! I can’t believe it, after all it would happen, but I was running out of time. Before I continue with the story, there is a little detail you must know, I live know 2.174,80 miles far away from him, so is a pity being that far from somebody I really like and feel so comfortable when I’m with.
Now I can go on, I was still chatting with him, I made him realize that I have to go to the southern part of the country in a few days; my family was waiting for me. So we arranged one day to see each other, I said to him to call me, and gave him my phone number, my house’s number of course, when I was thirteen it was stupid to have a cell phone.
Five days later I was hoping him to call me, at the time we said, like 4 p.m., the problem was that the clock was telling me that the time now was 4.40 p.m. like an indirect form of saying, “he’s not going to call you”. By the way I was convinced that he wasn’t going to call me before the clock started to talk to me. I waited five more minutes, I think the longest five minutes, when I was leaving my home, after being disappointed for the guy that was different from the others. Well, I was closing the door and the phone ringed, I almost yell hoping that was him, affirmative a new voice calling to say that he will wait for me in the entrance of a school a few blocks from our homes.