My Sister's Boyfriend

- Stupid. - I muttered for the thousandth time. Snapping up my X-Bacon. He just laughed, putting a potato in his mouth, chewing slowly. Then he stopped, concentrated, looking at me and bursting into laughter right away. I swallowed quickly,

confused.

- What it was?

- It's dirty there. He pointed to my face with his chin. Embarrassed, I frantically ran my hand over my face, trying to clean it off.

- And now?

- It's still dirty. He laughed again and leaned towards me. Running his thumb across my cheek, tracing the outline of my lower lip. I felt my face burn. He sat in his seat again, licking his finger. - Now it's clean. - Er... Thank you. I went back to eating, now in silence.

I noticed that he didn't stop looking at me, it bothered me. He studied me with his big, dusty eyes. As if he could see right through me. As if he could see everything I tried to hide. And his ironic smile made me uneasy, not just because he seemed to read my thoughts. But because I couldn't help but find him attractive in that way. He was handsome, but he was more dangerous than just handsome. He was fun and even his annoying ways were attractive. He seemed kind of irresistible. The way he talked, walked, acted, smiled, looked... It was... Kind of appealing to me. Not in a bad way. And the worst part, I had been talking to him for less than two hours. I couldn't feel so affected. I was never like this. It took ages for me to feel attracted to a boy, so much so that it soon passed. I had only kissed three boys in my entire life. And the last one was almost a year ago. Yes, I'm definitely desired, right?

-I don't know much about you. - he broke the silence, making me shudder. The voice passed through my ears and I noticed that the soda in my hand shook slightly.

-I thought you knew a lot.

- It was to try to impress.

- Does that mean you're not trying to impress me anymore?

- On the contrary... It's just that you don't seem like the type of girl who is easily impressed.

-You're right about that. - I drank the soda, wanting to soothe my dry throat.

-So... What do you tell me about yourself? - I realized that he wouldn't give up easily.

- Right. Here we go... I'm 15 years old, my name is Malu. I have two sisters. My parents are divorced and I see my mother on long holidays and vacations. I've been living with my father for about 3 years, since they separated. He's going to spend two months here, due to work, while his fiancée and I are on vacation. I like the beach, but I'm afraid of the sea. I like skateboarding and... I love reading. Frankly, I'm pretty weird.

- Do you know how to skate? - So many things to ask, about my sisters, my unhappy life with my parents. And he'll ask about my skateboard.

- They start.

- Wow! I don't even know how to ride a bike properly. I laugh softly at her surprised expression.

-Skateboarding is easy. It is serious.

- Easy for those who know.

-I already broke my ankle because of skateboarding.

- As?

- Do I have a great propensity, or is it mania? Of doing stupid and reckless things.

- How to accept dinner with a stranger, who you thought was psychopathic and retarded upon first contact.

-So... - he laughed softly.

- Well, I never broke my ankle skateboarding. My life is not that exciting. But I already broke my arm when I was 6 years old. I fell down the stairs.

-I already fell off the stairs when I was 6 months old. And the worst thing that happened to me was getting a little scratch on my arm and forehead. I won in that takedown.

- Wait... How did you manage to fall down the stairs in your walker? Wasn't anyone watching you?

- My mother was a bit distracted and I was discreet. It was the greatest feat I've ever done.

- Is it just me or are you proud of it? - he seemed to have fun with the situation and I smiled lightly, victoriously.

- Of course I have! I've been a ninja since I was a child... - he laughed again. I rested my elbows on the table. - Your time.

- Well, I'm 17 years old. I am passionate about the stars and the sea. I'm also in this city on vacation, with my best friend. We're staying in the same hotel and stuff. We're going to spend two months doing volunteer work at the planetarium near here. Do you know? - I nodded, vaguely remembering the place. - So.... I'm going to start studying Astronomy at the beginning of next year. I have no siblings and my parents are still married.

-Your life is not as exciting and dramatic as mine.

-You're right. What a happy life, isn't it?

-Really, good boy.

- About this reading thing, I actually like it. But I prefer that they read it to me.

- To be loose or not to be loose, that is the question.

- I'm not lazy. It's just... When people read it to me, it seems like they interpret the words better, I don't know. It's fun.

-I still think you're lazy.

- Why?

- For everything! You sit on other people's beach chairs, chase and scare girls at night...

- Hey! I don't chase girls around. - he said laughing along with me. Then he tried to explain himself. - I don't chase anyone. You were an exception and I wasn't even following you. I was just casually trying to reach you to see if you needed company.

-You were following me!

- Was not. Will I have to explain everything again? I have to write it down in my notebook: In addition to being suspicious, she is stubborn.

- That notebook is a metaphor, isn't it?

- For now.

- You are very weird.

- One more thing to note: She likes to call me weird; stupid and derivative. - I ended up smiling.

- Stupid! - With that he started to laugh, choking on his soda. After recovering, a little red, he said: -You're still going to kill me, girl.

- You say that in less than 24 hours of being together. I think this is a new record for me.