Here I am again, with another chapter of my first fanfiction. There are some mistakes, I'm sorry for it, but I hope it's comprehensible too.
Anyway, I didn't have much reviews (only one), but I hope to receive more in this chapter.
And I forgot to write some disclaimers:
"These characters aren't mine, they're only property of Butch Hurtman's genial mind."
"And I don't respect the timline or some facts cited in the FOP episodes, it's all from MY mind (and it sucks XD if I wrote correct)"
Well, now goodbye and good reading.
THE DATE
4:00 PM, the same place. I was really excited, and for the occasion I chose the best clothes I wore: pink miniskirt, white blouse and pink shoes. My wavy hair was caught up in a ponytale and my face was full of make up. Nervously, I arrived near the lake five minutes before him, thinking about the worst things: would he arrive? Would he like my outfit? Or would he dump me?
"Probably the last" I thought turning white. I started to fly above the lake fast and fast, for unload the nervousness (AN: what did I write???? O.o). I described much of spirals and loops in the air, grazing the surface of the lake and then returning to the sky. It worked: after a few minutes I felt free and left bad feelings behind me.
- Wow! Eres muy amazing! - said a familiar voice. I stopped immediately, blushing: Juandissimo was right there, watching me and clapping his hands, his wonderful violet eyes looking at me cleverly.
- Oh, hi Juandissimo! - I said, flying to him. - I was... waiting for you, so...
- Oh, don't worry! - he said. He hugged my shoulders with his left arm. I felt like I was melting down and like my face was burning. - Hey, today you're really... linda!
- Ehm... - I muttered. I didn't know what it meant but I understood it was something good. - Well, now, where do you want to go?
- Wherever you want - he said. - The important thing is being with you!
- Well... - he was such a romantic guy. - We could go for a walk around the park. What do you think?
- Perfecto! - he replied. Then he started dragging me around the park, always with his arm on my shoulders. I wasn't in a really good position: I didn't know where to put my hands. So I put my arm around his perfect hips and letted him drag me where he wanted. It was really beautiful.
- So, let's talk about us - he finally said.
- Ok - I said. - So, you're from Mexico, right?
- Si - he answered. The only word I knew in spanish: it meant "Yes". - I told you yesterday.
- Sorry, just asking for something - I said, mentally slapping myself. "What are you doing?!?! Do you want to ruin all again?"
- Ok, doesn't matter - he said. - And you? Where are you from?
- Well, I don't know - I answered. "Is that possible I can't formulate a normal phrase?" - My parents met here. I don't know their origins.
- Ah, ok - was the answer. We continued to fly, silently hugged, still for a few minutes. Then he said:
- Well, I'm tired. Do you want any milkshake? We can take it at the bar near the park!
- Yes, it seems a good idea - I said. I never liked that bar, so I and my friends never entered there. We always went at the bar near the Postal Office, not far from here too.
- Bueno! - he said, then he poofed us in front of the bar. I looked at it: it wasn't very good-looking from the outside.
- You never entered in here? - he asked.
- Well, sincerily not - I answered with an embarassed smile. - I don't like it.
- Oh, it's not so bad from the inside - he reassured me. I trusted him, I felt like he was the sincerest Fairy around the FairyWorld.
- Ok, I trust you - was my answer, accompanied by a smile.
We entered in the bar. Juandissimo was right: it wasn't a really bad place from the inside. It was big and full of Fairies, and the best part of them were couples of boyfriends and girlfriends drinking their milkshake looking each other dreamily (AN: I'm not sure of what I wrote, HELP!). There were good music and about three or four maids going up and down, from the desk to the tables.
- Well? - asked Juandissimo. - What do you think?
- It's a happy place - I said. - It's cool.
- I always come here when I go for a walk.
Oh Lord, we were such stupid girls! If entered the local before, we would have met Juandissimo before!
- Do you go to the park often? - I asked.
- Nah, not so often - he answered thinking. Well, we have been (AN: if this verb's wrong, tell me: I use Babel Fish Translator) really lucky to meet him. Fortunately, we always go to the park. Well, the luckiest was me, I quite had a date with Juandissimo!
- So... do you want to take a sit? - he asked. I nodded: I was thirsty. He lead me to an empty table and helped me to sit. I really liked his gesture, and I smiled at him happily. He smiled at me too, then he took his place in front of me.
- Well, what do you want to order?
- I don't know, maybe a milkshake, I'm thirsty - I said. - And an ice-cream too, I'm rather hungry - I smiled embarassed. He smiled reassuring, then he clapped his hands two times.
- Maid!
A green-haired maid came to our table. I seemed a bit bothered.
- Good evening, Juandissimo.
- Oh, hola maid! - said Juandissimo happily. He seemed not to notice the exspression of the maid, all the opposite of his. - I wanted to take an order. Two ice-creams, one with chocolate and pistachio, and one with...? - he looked at me, interrogative.
- With chocolate and lemon - I answered. Juandissimo returned to look at the bothered maid, who was writing the order on a block notes.
- Yeah, with chocolate and lemon, and a big milkshake with cherries. Ok?
- Do you want cream on the ice-creams? - asked the maid, looking at Juandissimo. I nodded.
- Si, gracias! - said Juandissimo. The maid raised his shoulders.
- How many times have I to remember to you that I don't understand what you say? - he said more bothered than before. It seemed like he didn't like Juandissimo.
- I just said yes, thanks! - was the happy answer.
- Next time use a more appropriate language, please - said the maid. - Your orders will arrive by a few minutes. - he added, then he went away behind the desk. I watched him going away.
- Do you know him? - I asked.
- Yes, he always serves me when I come here. He's a nice guy, isn't he? - was the answer. I thought he was a little stupid.
- But he doesn't like you, does he?
- Why? - asks him like it was an absurde thing. - He loves me! He shows it with his happy face!
In that moment, the maid came back, and all I seen was the complete opposite of a happy face.
- Here is your ice-cream - he said, serving an ice-cream to Juandissimo. Then he served me the other ice-cream. - And here is yours, lady - he said.
In that moment, our eyes met: I had a vertigo, while I was watching those green eyes, having no idea of what was happening to me. And he seemed lost in my eyes too. Juandissimo stopoped that magic, strange feeling.
- Thank you maid! - he said. I blinked two times my eyes, going back to the normal. - And now, let's talk, Wanda. - he continued, taking my head. The maid was still looking at us, then he went away. I felt sorry for him... but after all, why did I?
- Yes - was the only word I said. I imposed to myself to look in Juandissimo's eyes. It wasn't a bad idea: he had such wonderful eyes... - What do you wanna talk about?
- Oh, everything you want - he said, quietly. - We're here for this.
I raised my shoulders with a shy smile.
- Well, I don't know what to say... - I said for the third time. Juandissimo smiled at me too, and started drinking the milkshake, without stopping looking at me. I blushed, and started drinking too, letting his sweet and warm hand to hold mine.
In that moment, an abrupt noise made us jolt: the green-haired maid was fallen on the ground, the ice-cream he was holding was fallen on his head, and he was covered by amarena and cream, from the head to the shoulders.
Everyone in the bar laughed at him. Everyone but me. I was sorry for him, bu I didn't want to stand up and go to help him: I didn't want to make Juandissimo jealous.
But it was a darn sad scene: the maid was trying to stand up again, but everytime he tried to do it he slipped on the cream on the ground, making everyone laugh louder and me sadder. Juandissimo seemed the most amused. He said:
- Oh my gosh, es tal idiota! (AN: I used again Babel Fish Translator and wrote what it told me XD but I don't know spanish very well)
I glared at him and went back to the milkshake. Poor maid!
6:00 PM, outside the bar. Juandissimo was holding my hand and dragging me out from the bar, for going to somewhere else.
- Well, now it's almnost time for the sunset. - he said. - Do you want to watch it?
I nodded: what was better than watching the sunset hugged at your boyfriend? It was such a romantic thing! I always loved to do it with my previous boyfriends.
He poofed us again in the park, on a lonely place near the lake. We sat on the grass, watching at the sun.
- Well, - he started saying, holding my shoulders again. I blushed. - Now we're here. I love the sunset!
- I love it too - I said. - It's such a romantic thing!
Juandissimo looked at me. I immediately felt like an idiot. "What the hell did I say?!?! Oh, no!"
- Do you really think it? - he said, then he returned to watch the sun going down, into the lake. - I think it too. The sunset is the best moment of the day.
I nodded, then hesitating I left my head supporting on his chest. - Yes, - I said, dreamily. - It is.
The sun continued to dive slowly into the lake. Juandissimo, feeling my head on his chest, holded me tightly. I closed my eyes for a moment, and supported my hand on his chest, near my head. I felt protect by that hold; and when I opened my eyes again, the sun was almost disappeared...
In that moment, Juandissimo holded my shoulders with both of his hands and looked at me in a strange way. I blinked my eyes, then I closed them. He was getting nearer and nearer... and our lips met.
Our first kiss.
Well, I hope you enjoied this chapter, too. I'm sorry for any mistake I made. I repeat: I'm not english or american, and I use Babel Fish translator for any doubt.
Anyway, tell me what do you think. I go to sleep goodnight!
Hilary