SL #55: Totally .. usual

Alasia wasn't able to  hold back a giggle when I returned to the kitchen with Jason. I saw Cassie winking at the girl and shook my head, smirking.
It's like .. there's nothing, but they take it as everything.
The thought amused me and made me wonder.

There's nothing. But is there still nothing? We kinda .. we .. we've spent time together and sorta went on a .. um, date? And that dance and how he has said several times that I have a chance .. Oh. Now, what was happening? What were we?

I had no courage to ask. Furthermore, how would that even sound? "Um, what are we exactly?" I remembered all too well how it had ended the last time. Of course, I wanted to know so much and I was already hoping for the best. But still, I didn't dare to overthink. I didn't want to get hurt again.

"You know," Jason coughed to get my attention.
I looked at him awaiting and, for my surprise, realized we were alone in the kitchen. Are you serious, girls? You are doing that on purpose, right... What's gonna be next?  Are you gonna book us a hotel room? Wait what. Caro .. Caroline Forbz, you better stop that. For God's sake. "Yes?" I asked enthusiastically, trying not to sound at all like an owner of crazy thoughts. Nice try, Forbz. Nice try.

"I just remembered that I hate coffee," he said completely seriously and examined me.
I didn't understand whether he was joking or not, but, for sure, had pressed on the laught button. Laugh escaped from me and I just kept laughing for like five minutes in a row.
"Wow," he uttered after I stopped laughing, some rare snorts escaping.

I managed to pull a serious face. "Sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me,"
Instead of his serious face he had a heavenly smile brightening up his face. "Naaah, it's okay. We are all weird, just differently. However, what I wanted to say was that, I guess, for the first time in my life, I see such a reaction at hating someone or, in our situation, something. Usually, it's contrary different."

"Khm. Yeah," I coughed to finally calm myself down. Sometimes there must be order, right"We have tea, too," Actually Alasia does. But that doesn't matter really.
"Tea sounds good,"
"We are weird people. It's so hot outside. And we still drink tea,"
"Actually, it's a proven fact that drinking hot drinks on hot days cools you down,"

I nodded, keeping one eye on the kettle. "I've heard about that, too. You know how it works?"
"Erm .. kinda. We have receptors on our tongues, right. These are special molecules that receive signals. We have a particular receptor - I don't really remember its name - that responds to heat. If the brain gets the signal: "It's hot in here,", it turns on the cooling mechanism aka sweating. Which, as we know, cools us down."

I tilted my head thoughtfully. "How do you know all of that?"
"Oh, I'm just thinking about studying medicine after school. It's our twelfth grade topic, by the way,"
"Ah," I was only able to say. Fantastic. Now I feel a bit .. stupid.
"Funny fact. Chili peppers cause the same effect,"

"Tea is ready," I said monotonically like a robot. I was somehow in shock. Slightly, when you understand that what you do is so pointless comparing to what others at their free time.

Because what did I really do at my free time? Hmm. Tumblr. Firstly. I also loved writing. Only that it depended on whether I had thoughts, inspiration and motivation. I totally loved writing. But problem with it is that there are times when you get blocked and just can't keep up with it. It causes your readers to keep begging for new chapters while you can't really do anything. Depressive, ya know.

At times I enjoyed going out with girl friends. Michelle was the one to find new interesting places to eat and drink, which we welcomed eagerly. That was nice. I also went on walks in the woods and by the sea.
But really, me doing something like Jason - no, why? Crazy. I couldn't even imagine opening Google and searching for such information. It seemed .. mindfucking.

Besides, if I really wanted to know interesting information, I had Tumblr. Because, for reals, even though lots of people thinks it's a massive nonsense and just a picture blog - a bunch of idiots -, then the truth was there is massively such information you wouldn't really find anywhere else. And usually it was truthful.
So I dunno. Maybe I was a bit smart.
Oh, wait, no. I put it that way: it's not important to be smart but wise. There's a difference.


A day on the beach. Mm. What can be better. Oh really .. indeed. What can be better than a day on the beach with majority of your class - which also means your crushes are there - and it's so wonderful, fantastic, ideal, perfect .. Mmhm.
Chilling on the beach is really wonderful. The sun didn't burn but warm nicely, tanning all of us.

I was laying between Analeigh and Cassie, Jason and Jake were in different directions, but in nice distance from me.
My eyes were closed and I was listening to the guys discussing each others' sixpacks.
Oh, guys...

"Why, I have a sixpack, too," Hearing Jake's voice made me tremble. Of course you do, sweetheart. "Sometimes even an eightpack," Even better. "Only that it's inside,"
What the hell? Seriously? I pushed down a wish to abruptly sit up, turn around and stare at his eightpack. C'mon, Jake had a perfect body, why would he even say such things about himself?

Guys laughed. I understood they were just playing fools.
Obviously. They are all in good shape. I smiled. Right. They are. I wanted to lick my lips, but a shadow above me stopped my thoughts and made me open my eyes.
Analeigh was hovering above me.

"Hmm?" I raised my brow awaiting and looked at her.
There was an ear-to-ear smile on Analeigh's face, which was kinda her trait - I mean, it was always there. Oh, no, wait a sec. It was there when we didn't have an assignment in our mother tongue classes, like write something because then she'd completely lose herself and could easily start crying. It wasn't a surprise anymore when she stood up in the middle of writing and walked out for a long time - if not till the end of the assignment. That was totally usual now. Else, Analeigh was famous for her laugh and smiling.

"Guys went swimming, wanna too?"
I sat up slowly and looked around dizzily. Some people had disappeared, some, on the other hand, seemed to be taking a nap - had I by myself really fallen asleep? Fine then. Jason's spot was empty and as I turned my gaze at the ocean, I could make him out by his black swimming pants.
Yeah, that's him.

I saw Ian and six more guys there. Was fine with me.
I took off my sunglasses, stood up and stretched. Then I smiled at Analeigh, who was still crouching by my towel.
"Let's go," I said with enthusiasm and sprinted towards the water.

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