Unexpected Love

The first day of school arrived, I got up early, took a shower and got ready, I dressed in light blue jeans tight to the body with a white blouse and black converse, I looked at the big mirror in my room and was satisfied With the result, I went to the kitchen and made breakfast, ate and left my apartment, I left the building and went to the university in a taxi, because I did not know the way. I was looking through the window of the same to be able to memorize the way and thus later to be able to take a bus route, the vehicle stopped at a traffic light, while we were waiting for the light to change to green, I kept looking out the window the beautiful urban landscape, in front of me was a beautiful park, there were many people walking their pets, others exercising and children running around the place, "Hey, ugly," he says and I look at him again, he inclines his head in greeting, his face shows a lopsided smile full of arrogance, you could see that he just wanted to annoy

"Hey ugly, see you again," Cristian tells me with a smile."I told you my name is Amy," I said crossing my arms with a frown."Ah sorry Amy, it's the custom," he says still smiling."I hope this is the last time," I tell him."Sure heaven, I give you my word," he says, approaching me.The truth is that every time I'm close to Cristián I feel nervous, I don't know why, every word he says makes a shiver run down my spine, he got so close to me that I immediately blushed, the truth has never been a boy had When I got so close, our classmates started to enter and the teacher, saved by the bell, I thought, fixed my gaze on the teacher and tried to calm my nerves.The class began, Cristián was sitting behind me, all that time he felt a look at me, but it was not uncomfortable, on the contrary, it was pleasant, before the end of the class the teacher assigned us a task and he himself was in charge of grouping us, I just had to play wi

"Hey, precious, you woke up," Cristián tells me.When I manage to open my eyes wide, I see that Cristián is sitting next to me on my bed with a laptop.-How did you get into my apartment? If I left the door closed.-Are you sure? Cristián asks me, taking his eyes off the laptop."Yes, of course I'm sure," I tell him, getting out of bed, "I'm not crazy, are you going to tell me how you got in or not?"He points to the balcony, I go over there and stand there, it was already night, how could I sleep so much? I turn around and look at him waiting for an explanation."Come in through your balcony, darling," he says, "as you can see," he approaches me and leads me to the railing. "My room is this one that is below yours. I went up the emergency stairs."-And why do you enter my room without my permission? -I say a bit annoyed.-It was 3 o'clock and you did not arrive -he said very calmly and sat down again on th

-Hi little Amy-Marcos greets me as I went to my classroom.-Hello Marcos How are you? -I reply with a smile.-Very good little.-Hi guys - Ana greets us - how are you?-Hi Ana, good. -we answered.-Hey Amy, where were you yesterday? I called you around a hundred times and you didn't answer me.-Aaah, is that my cell phone had no signal.-Tell me the truth, I already know you and I know that you are hiding something from us.-I am telling the truth and I am not hiding anything.The bell rang and we went to our respective rooms, saved by the bell, I thought, Ana is a girl who asks many questions, I saw my classes and throughout the day I avoided seeing myself with the boys and Cristián, I wanted to be alone, I decided to walk home, I wanted to clear my mind, that's when my cell phone rang, taking me out of my thoughts.-Ey disappeared at last you answer me, is it that you don't want to talk to me?-Not

We spent the weekend studying for the final exams, Marcos was a very intelligent boy, he could understand everything perfectly, I don't understand because he said he didn't understand the classes, I went up to Ana who was in the room and started talking to her, Marcos had gone out to buy something to eat."Hey Ana," I say, sitting next to her.- What happens? Ana asks me, still looking at her notebook.- Doesn't it seem strange to you that Marcos has asked for help to study and understands perfectly the first time? Ana took her eyes off her notebook and stared at me.—There is a friend, you really are very innocent, you don't know anything.- Why are you telling me that? I say incredulously."Amy, Amy, Amy," he sighs, "not understanding is just a way of getting closer to you."- To approach to me? —I keep thinking— you mean what? ...—Yes friend, Marcos is interested in you."It can't be," I say,