Chapter 3

Slip...Slip, Slide

This day was, how can I say it, Well, the greatest day in my whole life. And, of course, the days that follow. Let's get straight to the journal.

Naillie's Journal: Friday, September 30th , 2005

It has been raining lately, and the lake is covered in ice. I overslept today and was rushing to class. I stepped, well, I almost tripped when I came through the door. I stared at Adan. He was so...beautiful. Wow. I stumbled in my seat and took a quick glance at Adan. He spoke in his silky voice. "Hola." See, he could probably teach me Spanish. I turned around again. Stupid. I was so rude to him. I was mesmerized by his calm expression the whole day. It was 5th period in Mr. Krom's Language Arts class when I noticed a stressed, confused look on Adan's face. I ran over to him after class and demanded what was wrong. Instead of responding, he went over to the parking lot. Why? He didn't even turn around. Everyone else did though. See, I deflect guys. There was a huge crowd over where I usually walk to my next class, so I went over to where the thin pathway was, where the lake stood, in its entirety. The pathway was at least 30 feet long, that's why I never took it, the other way took less time. 6th period, Miss Eliza, who taught U.S. History was playing a video about World War II today and I just wasn't interested. I started shuffling, knowing I would be late, and not knowing that a bunch of crazy teenagers that were excited about ending the school in a hour and it being Friday. I turned around and accidently got knocked over on to the ice. I slide a few feet away from the sidewalk on my back when I saw Adan from the corner of my eye, staring at me, 15 feet away. He had a distraught look on his face, like I was going to get hit by a piano that's falling out of the sky. I broke from his gaze and struggled to get up. It was difficult, my hands, already red were slipping every time I tried to pulled myself up. I saw that Adan started walking toward me. Finally, a boy was coming toward me, not just disgusted by my very presence. Why was he so worried? I treated him like crap and he's going to help me get up. I started to shiver and I shuffled back and forth trying to regain my balance when-CRACK! My eyes bugged out as I noticed the ice was much thinner than I imagined. I could get out, right? I could swim back with just really wet clothes, I guess I would be that one who got soaked. After a bunch of cracks, the ice from under me just broke apart and I fell into the freezing water. I knew that before I was submerged into the water that everyone had gone to class except for Adan. I opened my eyes to find the ice covering the lake was only two inches thick and the rest was crisp, frigid water consuming me in it's death trap. It felt like knives nipping at my whole body. Seconds had only past and I felt like passing out. I closed my eyes. They felt hot in the stone-cold water. I was going to die. I suddenly felt two firm hands grabbing around my waist and under my legs. I heard someone's voice in the far corner of my mind.

You are probably wondering what happens. Obviously I live, but my life takes a total turn. Is it for the worst or for the better.Here's theconversation that goes on around me while I think I'm dreaming, dazing in and out of consciousness.

I felt heavy pants coming from someone's chest. My head was then laid gently on the uneven concrete. Two hands laid on top of each other were hitting right above my left breast. A whispering voice caught my attention.

Adan: "...2,3,4..."

What happened next caught me off guard. Warm, wet lips came into contact with mine, forcing air into my lungs.

Adan: Breathe! Breathe!

Pints of water escaped my throat then. My eyelids were heavy, my body not seeming to want to move. I had to see him. Adan. I opened my wary eyes wide, lifting my head to see my savior. He disappeared. All I saw were the students, many of them, that I thought had gone to class, now hovered over me. I was the major attraction. My eyebrows creased. Where did he go? He was just here. Everyone continued asking me questions, to me they all were mushed together. All I could focus on is the fact that he didn't want to be noticed. Suddenly I caught his eyes, a pool of pure emerald gems staring back at me. He was probably around 70 feet away from me. I could only see him in this crazed crowd of people. We're the only ones here. His darting stare is piercing mine and he whispers in a soft murmur only I can hear, "Are you alright?" Mesmerized by his supple lips moving, I quickly came out of my daze and whispered back, "Yeah".

Conversation in a hospital room:

Doctor Atal: Really, all we can do is cover her with blankets and run an iv through her.

Nadine, Naillie's mother: Thanks doc.

Dr. Atal: No problem. Seems she's waking up, I'll come back later.

Me: Mom?

Mom: Hey, honey. The doctor says your going to be fine. But to stay overnight.

Me: Ok...so where's Adan?

Mom: Oh that boy, he's in the waiting room.

Me: Can you bring him in?

Mom: Sure, anything for you.

Me: Thanks.

I really didn't think Adan would be waiting to see me, but I guess he wanted to see what he had saved. I'm still wondering why he looked so stressed walking out of 5th period.

Conversation between Adan and Naillie:

Adan: Hey, wonderful.

I was wonderful. And why did he have a smirk on his face?

Me: Hi?

Adan: Well, looks like you survived. You had me scared.

Me: How did you save me?

Adan: Ok, I guess you want to start the questions. First, I was raised in Tampico, Mexico. Which is right next to the ocean.

Me: Oh. Well, thank you.

Adan: I couldn't just let you drown.

By now, I was lost in his sparkly green eyes.

Me: Sorry.

Adan: It wasn't your fault.

He was really confused. It was kinda hot.

Me: No, not that. I mean, for ignoring you.

Adan: I saw it has hard to get.

Me: Funny!

Adan: Yeah, so, when are you getting out?

Me: I have to stay overnight.

Adan: I'll stay too. Unless I'm annoying.

Me: No, but-

He laid his index finger over my still blue lips.

Adan: Great!

Oh. My. God. He touched me.

Now were getting somewhere. So where does it go from here. I love reading it again. Reminds me of how kind he was. I going to read another journal entry so I can reminisce.

Naillie's Journal: Saturday, October 1st , 2005

We stayed up most of the night, until he demanded me to go to sleep. It was so easy to fall asleep in his presence, even though I just wanted to stay up to talk to him and, of course, look at his perfect face. I had a feeling he was watching me sleep, but that only made me even more comfortable. I woke up to him, his head laying on my bed, on its right side, facing me. He was sound asleep. I didn't want to wake him, so I watched him sleep. I realized that, for the first time, I felt like a princess, who just got saved by her Spanish lover who she hasn't seen, instead in dreams, and feels like they have known each other their whole lives. And I loved it. I looked at the clock. 8:41a.m.. I positioned myself upright so I could watch tv on a low volume. Adan flinched. I didn't even touch the remote because obviously he was a very light sleeper. I wouldn't trade anything if I could watch him sleep forever. I realized that my hair was really scraggly and knotty. I saw my book-bag on the chair a few feet away from the hospital bed. I reached over as far as I could that I almost fell off. Adan woke up instantly.

Conversation between Adan and Naillie:

Adan: Huh? What are you doing?

I smoothed my hair a little.

Me: Nothing.

Adan? Why are you awake?

He let out a yawn.

Adan? What time is it?

Me: I wanted to let you sleep. And it's-

I looked up at the clock.

Me: 8:49a.m.

Adan: Oh. You should've woke me.

He seemed disappointed.

Me: Sorry.

Adan: No, it's okay. It would have been great to talk to you. So, how are you feeling?

Me: I'm okay.

Adan: I can't wait to get out of here.

Me: Well, there's the door.

I was being sarcastic.

Adan: Funny, but I'd rather be with you.

Me: You must have a girlfriend back in Mexico.

Adan: Actually, I did. But it's over now.

Me: I don't want to pry-

Adan: You don't seem like a person who would do that.

Me: Well, Adan, I don't think you know me so well.

Adan: Of course I do, you're funny, clumsy, and perfect.

Me: Have you ever heard that nobody's perfect.

Adan: Yeah I think I've heard that. But, to me, you are perfect.

Me: I bet you say this to every girl.

Adan: Nope.

Me: And how do I know you're telling the truth.

Adan: You don't. Yet.

Me: Oh, so you think that were going to hang out after this.

Adan: That's what I'm planning.

Me: You seem pretty cocky Adan-

Adan: Dalry. Adan Dalry.

Me: I'm Naillie Lindall.

Adan: What's you're birthday?

Me: July 6th.

Adan: Mine is February 22th.

Me: 1991?

Adan: Yep.

Suddenly there was knock at the door.

Who's at the door?

Conversation:

I saw Robyn and two guys I didn't know walk in.

Adan: Hey Oliver and Wes.

I was elated!

Me: Hey Robyn.

Adan: Oh, this is Naillie, boys.

They spoke in unison.

Oliver and Wesley: Hi!

Me: Hi. This is Robyn.

Oliver: Like the bird.

Robyn: Actually it's spelled a different way.

Oliver: Cool!

Robyn and Oliver went to the corner to talk.

Adan: Where's your girlfriend Melanie?

Wes: It's Saturday. She's sleeping in. Anyway, we were supposed to meet at the basketball courts.

Adan: Sorry, I forget.

Wes: So, my mom told that you were at the hospital because you saved a girl.

Wes looked at me.

Adan: Can I talk to you alone?

Wes: Sure.

Adan looked at me.

Adan: I'll be back.

Me: Ok.

Adan and Wes left the room.

I was sad to be away from him.

Okay, so, you are probably wondering-What are they going to talk about? Well Adan told me later on what the conversation was about. So, here it is.

Conversation between Adan and Wes:

Adan: Wes, I think I'm in love.

Wes: Whoa, ok, how?

Adan: I just, I don't know. I feel wonderful when I'm around her and horrible when I'm away.

Wes: Wow, are you for real?

Adan: Yes. Wes, do feel this way toward Melanie?

Wes: Sometimes. I guess, at times I need her.

Adan: What do I do?

Wes: Go with the flow.