“But, how?” Beyond was to say that I was surprised “I've seen you date several guys, Livie.”
"Yeah, you're right.” she agreed, "but I've never... gone to more than dating, Mark.”
"I don't understand.” I said, still confused, "the guys you've dated are not horrible, on the contrary, they're handsome.”
“Was Daniel right to call you gay, Mark?” She asked with an amused grimace "you're scaring me.” she got serious, "let's see, why so many questions?”
"Well, first.” I started to say, "no, I'm not gay, I love women” one in particular, but she doesn't know “it's just that I find it weird that a woman as beautiful as you and about to turn eighteen, has never been kissed before.”
"The same could be said about you, Marky.” she countered "You've never been kissed either.”
"Unlike you.” I continued, "I don't consider myself handsome, and I've never dated a girl.”
"I told you you're not ugly, God!"
"And I told you to stop lying to me.” I replied annoyed "You don't have to increase my self-esteem Livie, I know what I’m and how I look.”
“Mark” She took my hand “I have never lied to you in my life” she waited for our eyes to connect “Quite the opposite, and if I tell you that you are handsome it is because you are” she smiled flirtatiously “You know what I like about you?” I managed to shake my head “Well... I like your hair” She answered touching it “It's thick and it curls at the ends, your eyebrows too “I moved them exaggeratedly to make her laugh “They're thick and when you’re not wearing your glasses, they make your eyes look bluer, it's like being on the deep seas you know?
>> Sometimes I thank the heavens that you wear glasses because if not, I’d spend a lot of embarrassment with you every day” I could only see her without knowing what to say, I was practically speechless “I already told you that yours are the most beautiful eyes I have seen in my life” She continued as if nothing “And when you smile well... it's wonderful Mark, you have a beautiful smile, sometimes when I wake up sad or upset, I think of it, of you smiling at me and with just that gesture you bring me happiness. now you understand?” I shook it slowly “What don't you understand, Mark?” She said annoyed.
“Don't be mad, Livie” was the only thing I could say “I... I'm a bit stunned, I didn't know you thought that about me” she just answered with a smile “Do you want to know what I like the most about you?”
“You like something about me? She asked, blushing.
“What kind of question is that?” I replied laughing “My question was poorly formulated, actually what I had to say was if you knew what I didn't like about you” She looked at me serious, waiting for an answer, which never came.
“What don't you like about me, Mark?”
“Nothing.”
“What?” She said confused
"You have nothing to dislike Livie.” I took a breath "You're perfect.”
She started laughing in embarrassment.
“Of course not, Mark! I have thousands of flaws.”
“Oh, yeah?” She nodded.
“Tell me a flaw that you have and pull out of my mistake then...”
"You know I'm messy, don't you? I mean you've been in my room, Mark. It always seems like there had been a war and not all the bodies had been found yet.”
"I'm messy too, Livie.” she looked at me with a scowl "actually, what teenager isn't?” We must all have an occasional corpse in our rooms” I joined her laugh.
"I'm very clueless.” she continued with her list of defects.
"You're right in that.” I agreed, "but I don't see it as a imperfection but as a gift.”
“How can it be a gift that you almost got hit by a car for thinking about stupid things?”
"Well...” I looked at her with concern, "on second thought, I wouldn’t really consider it a gift nor a defect, rather it would be a suicidal act, Livie” she could only laugh, God... her laugh was beautiful.
"Well... don't think I've forgotten your push-ups, Marky.” Livie changed the subject, "if you don't want fifty push-ups instead of twenty, then start at once.”
With the latter she left my side so that I could turn around and start at once.
"Witch.” I said softly.
“I heard that, boy! Let's see, one... two... three...” and so it went on for a while until I managed to do fifteen “come on, Marky, five more and you're done.”
"I can't take it anymore, Livie.” I answered with my voice muffled for the mat, "I swear I can't feel my arms.”
“Of course you can! Go! It's only five, you've already done the majority” I swore I didn't remember when she got so close but I could hear her voice in my left ear.
“No way! Forget it, I quit with this punishment, I will be fat for life...”
"Mark.” she interrupted.
“What?” I half yelled from the effort.
"If you do all five push-ups... I'll kiss you.”
“What?” I said again looking into her eyes.
Livie had completely reddened- I didn't know if it was out of embarrassment or something else, but if it was because of the former, I swear I’d die, to tell the truth, why wouldn't she be ashamed? I didn't know why Livie had said that, but if it was to tease me, I’d never forgive her.
“What did you say Livie?” I asked again.
"Just complete the push-ups and then I'll tell you, okay?” She replied looking at the sky.
"Okay... count for me.” I asked, positioning myself again, "but I want an honest explanation.”
She returned her eyes to me with a smile.
"Well.” she agreed, "shall we start?” I just nodded and started to work. “One... two... three... four... one more, Mark, one more... five.”
I fell on the mat with a pained groan, my arms felt like jelly and my lungs only received hot air, if that happened just with the push-ups, I didn't understand how Livie was going to get me to get to jump the rope, no way. I’d, for nothing in the world... and then I remembered the deal.
The word kiss came to my head and I felt my heart beat with renewed strength; A few minutes later I noticed that Livie wasn’t speaking, I turned around thinking that she had left, but I found her next to me watching me with a strange look.
"Your look is scaring me, Livie” was the only thing my mouth could produce.
"Here.” she said, handing me a towel and some water "we have to talk, Mark.”
"Okay.” I answered confused, I sat in front of her and wiped my sweat before drinking because I was thirsty "you'll tell me.”
"Well... this... about what I told you about the kiss...”
"Yeah.” I cut her off, "I understand you said it on impulse so that I could finish...” I couldn't complete what I was saying because Livie covered my mouth with her hands.
"It's not that, Mark.” she snapped annoyed "let me finish what I was going to say, okay?” I murmured my acceptance "can I remove my hands and you won't speak?” I nodded again, "well, you see...”
Was she nervous? Hell, what’s hovering in that head, maybe she'd apologize for saying something so impulsive, possibly explaining that the kiss was on the cheek and not on the mouth and that she used the pun to confuse me so I could end my push-ups attempts, I mean, I even did them like women do. I had to get off my knees because I couldn't bear my weight since my stupid ankles were weak, actually everything in me was weak.
weak and flabby and...
“Mark, are you listening to me?” Hell, I'd been raving again and hadn't heard what she was saying “I hate you!” She yelled at me covering her face “you're going to make me repeat it to you as if it wasn't embarrassing once...”
"Olivia.” I said, removing her hands from her face "honey, you're completely red!” I started laughing, "don't hate me, okay?” If you want, I can see the sky so you won't be ashamed anymore” and with that I raised my face “I don't hear anything, Livie” I said a while later.
"Don't be an idiot, Mark, look me in the face and listen to me very well.” she said in a commanding voice.
I looked back at her and saw that she was no longer red, I actually saw determination on her face. Actually, it was a bit scary.
"Mark.” she began, taking a breath, "you haven't kissed anyone on the mouth in your life, have you?” What the hell? “Right? “She repeated so I had to deny with my head "Okay, good... I haven't done it either and it occurred to me that maybe you and I... well... we can kiss” I noticed that Olivia had started her speech sure and feeling safe, but then she started to show how uncomfortable and embarrassed she actually felt “What do you say?” She finished.
“What do I say? Well... I say how would you have come up with something like this considering that you are one of the most popular girls who has dated the most athletic and important boys in school and that you have had golden opportunities to kiss and instead, you are asking this guy in front of you, who has zero experience in seduction and the only kisses he has received have been on the cheek...”
“For God's sake, Marcus, don't go on!” She cut me off practically shouting, I had rarely seen her this way “you have such low self-esteem in yourself that you can't understand your worth.” she said more calmly “You are my best friend, the most important man for me besides my dad. You are the one to whom I trust all my problems, the only person who does not criticize or judge me in this world, and you ask me why I choose you?” She asked irritably.
>> Well, you should rather ask yourself why I should choose one of those egocentrics, petulant, egotistical and narcissists with complexes of Olympian gods to kiss me so then they can leave me in a bad position in front of the whole school. You are the only one who understands me and the only one I want me to understand. Do I need to give you another explanation? Or are you going to kiss me?” She completed without realizing that at some point in her tirade she had grabbed my hands and was digging her nails into my palms.
"Livie, I...” I looked at her embarrassed, "I wouldn’t know what to do, I mean, I've seen movies and all that stuff, but I've never put it into practice, and it's not that I have low self-esteem, which is true, but the least I want in this world is for you to make fun of me like that, I couldn't bear you to tell your friends something else about me and then being ashamed at school.”
Livie just looked at me without understanding.
"Mark, I don't know what you mean about telling my friends anything.” she said carefully "you're my only friend, the rest are just classmates and teammates.”
“Hillary and Cindy said they were your confidants and that you had told them that I had never been kissed. I know that sometimes because I'm a man I don't understand what you're talking about, but... please don't tell them my secrets to those witches.”
When I raised my face, I found a super angry Livie, I shouldn’t have opened my mouth and said those things.
“Mark, listen, I never...” I noticed that she was looking for the right words “I’d never tell anyone something so important and less to those conceited ones who think they are superior to the rest, everything has to be a mistake, so.…” I could see from Livie's face that she knew what the mistake had been “NOOOOO!” She screamed at the top of her lungs, "those bitches will see me on Monday! You’ll see! I'm going to kill them, I'll...”
"Livie.” I cut her off "What happened?"
She just looked at me embarrassed.
"Oh, Mark, I'm sorry, I swear I didn't mean for them to find out, I feel so guilty...”
"I'm not upset, Livie.” I smiled so that she understood that I was telling the truth, “Tell me, nothing's wrong.”
"Well... you see, do you remember Hillary came in last week to get my language notes? well, it must be when I let her into my room... she had the audacity to read my diary” she ended up embarrassed.
I couldn't help but laugh.
“What are you laughing at, Idiot?” She looked at me annoyed “I tell you something so important and all you do is laugh?”
"I just couldn't understand how you could tell those hyenas something so important to me and then they’d say they were your confidants.” I replied, wiping the tears that fell down my cheeks.
“Oh!”
“Oh?” I scoffed “That’s the only thing you're going to say?”
“Yes... it just that with something like what happened, anyone would have been upset, but you didn’t believe anything they told you, Mark” She looked at me with adoration “Now do you understand why I want you to help me with my problem?”
“Problem? Livie, what are you talking about? Don't you realize how important something like your first kiss is? It will be something you will remember for the rest of your life, it has to be special, in a special place and of course with someone special.” I couldn't look away from her.
"Well... I don't care about the place, as long as I already have that special someone who will make the whole moment special no matter where we are.” Her eyes never left mine.
"Well, then it will be an honor for me to be your first kiss and you know why?” She shook her head without losing her smile “Because it will also be my first kiss and you are already the most special thing I have.”
Then I saw it, I saw in slow motion, how she got closer and closer to me, thousands of thoughts crossed my head at that moment. Is she going to like it? Is this a mistake? Will I make her fall in love as I’m with that first kiss? Will this be the story of the princess and the frog for us? Do I have bad breath? I licked my lips when Livie closed her eyes from being a few inches from me.
God, it was really going to happen, my first kiss was going to be with the love of my life, it was going to be with my Livie.
And suddenly everything went to hell when we heard how Jonny, her younger brother, called her.
“Livie?” The moment she heard his name, she suddenly separated and got up like a spring crashing against the wall behind her when she saw her little brother at the door “Dad says in an hour we’ll leave to do some shopping, hello Mark, how's your training going?” He asked when he saw me on the ground.
"Good.” I answered in a muffled voice.
“Really?” He asked not very sure “you look super red, I think your pressure has risen for the effort” The boy shifted his accusing gaze towards his sister “You shouldn't be so hard on him being this his first day, you know? You should be ashamed” he finished without giving her time to reply “Don't be late, I'm a little hungry and I want pizza.”
And with that, Livie's 13 year-old brother disappeared from our sight inadvertently leaving an awkward, stunned silence; I looked at her, who was outlining the cracks in the wall.
Had I gone crazy? we were about to kiss and to make matters worse her brother could have seen us.
"Well...” she started to say "I think... I think that's all for now, has you see, I have to go; besides, tomorrow I may not be able to see you because I have to catch up with my homework and then I have...”
"Yeah.” I hastily cut her off "You're right I'm... I also have to catch up on that subject and then remove a few corpses from my room.” we both laughed.
"We weren't going to make a mistake, were we?” She asked after a tense silence.
From where I was standing, I could see how she swallowed nervously.
"I don't know.” I answered with total honesty "What I do know is that I want it to happen.” I looked at her intently "We'll see after if we made a mistake or not, but you have to understand that I want it to happen, Livie.”
"I want it to happen too, Marky.” she replied, remarkably relieved.
"Go away.” I pointed toward the door "Today won't be the day, but believe me it will happen and if not.” I grinned at her "I'll make it happen.”
She smiled back at me a little flushed.
"You're right.” she agreed, separating from the wall and heading for the door "See you Marky, later we'll talk about the exercises.”
"Bye Livie, have a great time.”
And without further ado, she left.
Actually, she fled the place. I was still in the same place five minutes later, where my greatest whish almost came true, in the same place where I almost died because of the excitement, and in the same place where I promised myself that no matter what, Livie would end up being kissed by me.
I couldn't help but laugh like crazy.
Yes... that was definitely written.
After Livie abandoned me to my fate on the roof, I set about fixing her private torture chamber, which had a varied space of different torture so that I, apparently, could choose my own cause of death.With the building landlord’s authorization, an old lady in her seventies, we had both set up a kind of gym on the roof of the building; And when I said “kind”, that was it, since we barely had a few dumbbells, a stationary bicycle one of the neighbors had donated to us and a treadmill that Livie's father was going to sell but, thanks to his daughter, now it decorated a specific space to make me sweat, literally, the fat drop.According to the schedule Livie had set me, now I had to get up every day at six in the morning, yes, of course, and start with that yoke where I had to last fifteen minutes on the treadmill to stretch my apparently atrophied muscles, fifteen minutes on the bike and another fifteen minutes jumping rope, ha! do
“Your silence is really scaring me, you know?”But I still didn't get an answer."Come on, Livie, you haven't spoken to me in twenty minutes.” I kept insisting.Livie had arrived about forty minutes ago, half of which had been silent after I told her what had happened.She had only stayed lying on bed and since then she had only dedicated herself to looking at me, an action that made my hair stand on end so I had moved away from her until I ended up with my back leaning against the wall in front of the bed, waiting for an execution order to be issued against me."Well.” I continued saying when I didn't get a response "I'll go and make something for dinner.” I headed for the door."If you move.” Livie finally said "I swear I'll throw you a shoe, Richard Marcus Sanders.”"Come on, Livie, you know it's not my fault, I have no way out, do you think I'd rather work that day than spend it with you?&
It was Thursday afternoon and I was terribly bored.I had been at work for over two hours and I had only sold one record. An eight dollars record to a crazy Britney Spears’ fan which had paid with pennies. If the girl hadn’t said that she had saved for more than two months to be able to buy it, never, not in a million years, would I have accepted that absurdity, but the poor girl would surely have even cried when she broke the piglet.At that time, I was at the counter looking at Mr. Fitcher with a certain grimace of disgust. The guy was combing his hair once more, the only lock of hair that remained in the reflection that the store's glass gave, surely that’s why no one entered the place.Suddenly, my cell phone, which had cost almost three months of salary and which I was so proud, began to ring.“Mark!” Livie's scream sounded louder on the other end of the line."Livie.” I answered in a whisper so my boss woul
“When will you tell her how you feel about her?” Nick asked me as soon as I entered the store.“What are you talking about?” I said pretending ignorance."Come on, man.” Nick insisted with a little push, "don't be like that, you know I'm talking about Livie.”I only managed to frown.“Why does everyone think I feel more than friendship for her?” I asked annoyed.“Do you want a list?” Nick scoffed, "Well, I assure you that when it’s my friend’s birthday, the most I can do for her is to give her a record and that.” he paused, leaning over to whisper the rest, "it's because I have a fifteen percent discount on the merchandise.”"She already has all the records she wants.” I said nervously."That's right.” Nick agreed, "but that's because you've given them all away without having an important date involved.”"Of course not.”
Nick whistled as we entered my room."Nice.” he said, throwing himself in my double bed, messing it up in the process."Thank you.” I answered still from the door, because I didn't know what to do now.Besides Livie, no one else had been in my room before, well, except my parents of course, but the notion of now having a friend of the same gender was not yet digested by my brain."Okay, let’s do it.” Nick said, pulling me out of my thoughts, he got up from the bed with one of my pillows in hand and held it out to me, "here, this will be your girl's body.”"Okay...” I mumbled surprised seeing Nick grabbing the other pillow and placing himself next to me."Well, the first thing you have to know.” Nick began with a mischievous look, "is that you have to be confident, therefore you have to know how to hold her.” he explained, placing his hands in the middle of the pillow “This wou
Perfect memories, painful realities...I was ecstatic, and although my body was in the record store, my mind was flying very far remembering the night before.Once I gave Livie the tickets, she had stayed until one a.m. when we realized I had to work the next day, otherwise she’d have stayed the night like she used to do in some movie Fridays.Livie had been berating me all night for wasting my money on tickets, but it really wasn't like that. About two months ago, I had won the tickets for winning a radio contest by answering the stupidest, most meaningless question I had ever heard.What would happen if the ozone layer broke? I’d heard the announcer say and well, I couldn’t believe the answers I had heard, so, tired of hearing so many people repeat that we all would die on more than one occasion, I had rolled my eyes and called the station with the answer .Ozone couldn't fly the announcer had affirmed my answe
I was on the building’s roof, but this time I wasn’t on the floor sweating like a schizophrenic pig, this time I was creating the atmosphere worthy of royalty, or in this case, for Livie.I had placed a large sand-colored sheet in the part that was divided between the super gym and the laundry room. I had taken out the small table that was at home and that was not used because they always ate at the kitchen counter and placed a white tablecloth with two tall glasses and two sets of plates with their cutlery, a real luxury.I had arranged everything so we could see the small park in front of the building and since this was Burbank, in the distance you could see Warner Studios and its emblematic water tank with its logo.I’d also placed candles on all sides covered with glasses so the breeze would not blow them out.Yes, I had thought of everything, that was the dinner of a man in love.Before leaving work, I had received a message
It had been five minutes since the fireworks had ended, but I was still staring at the sky, waiting... What? That an alien came and took me to their planet?I wish…Although at some point I had to say or do something, right? I mean, Olivia was still holding her arms around my neck and with her chin on my shoulder, and, well, I was still holding her waist, although softer than before.“Will you ever say something?” She whispered in my ear with a hint of amusement."No.” I also replied with a whisper."Well, you've already talked...”I took a long breath and let it out slowly, looking down at Livie at the same time she raised her eyes to connect with mine."I just don't know what to say.” I finally said."Well... maybe you could say what you thought about it, right?” She asked nervously.Nervous? She shouldn't be nervous about anything, I mean, about what? I was the one who kissed
Life should come with a sign that says "DON'T MAKE PLANS BECAUSE I'LL FUCK YOU” or at least that's what I thought right now.I planned my life three months ago.I’d finish high school, I’d move to Chicago to study law, I’d live with Olivia, we would get jobs to become independent, in the third year of our career I’d ask her to marry me, we would get married surrounded by our families and close friends, we would have at least four children, we would see them grow up and give us grandchildren, I’d grow old next to the woman of my life. The woman I loved, the one who complemented me, my everything.Apparently, I was very wrong with my plans, because despite knowing her since I was thirteen, that she became my best friend and later my girlfriend, it didn’t make me really know her and, having had a magic crystal ball that warned me that my day would end the way it did, I definitely wouldn't have gotten out of bed that morning
"No, I refuse.”“Come on, Mark! Please!” She kept insisting in a girlish voice."Olivia, don't ask me to go to that party.” I snapped, sitting down on the couch, turning on the TV and dismissing the matter.We were like this since we had arrived from the park about thirty minutes ago.When we had run into Daniel, Hillary and Cindy, they had invited us to a party that night at Daniel's house, in order to celebrate the school was over. Livie had told them we would be there at the same time I said not to wait for us, so Daniel had been trying over and over again to convince me to go, and, seeing I was about to lose my temper, Olivia had hold my hands and saying goodbye to the trio who looked at us with some nervousness when they saw they hadn’t gotten a concise answer from us.Needless to say, we hadn't talked much on the way home."Don't be like that.” She expressed sitting next to me and
“Stop! Stop staring at me like that!”“I'm sorry, I can’t.”“Of course you can! Look at the trees or the people around us.”“You are so much prettier...”“Marcus!” She exclaimed blushing."I want to repeat last night.”I smiled when she groaned hiding her face in her hands.The day before, we had finished classes and together with a group of friends we had gone to celebrate at a colleague's house (alcohol included) and around eleven o'clock, we had returned to my house with the intention of lower a bit the drunkenness in Olivia before she went upstairs to her room so her father didn't punish her.The big surprise was that we found my house empty, because my parents had decided to go out and leave me a note in the fridge.So, giving me a seductive look, Olivia had made her way to my room and leaving my mouth open when she removed her blouse before lay
I looked worriedly at the screen of my phone once more, and once again, it was silent. “Can you tell me what’s the rush of knowing where she is?” Nick asked huffingly "Let her be, Mark.” "Today we is our three months anniversary.” I explained, blushing at his attentive gaze. “Let me guess.” Nick said amused “You spent a good amount of time writing your emotions in a message and you have not received an answer.” I looked at him amazed. “How did you know?” "It's your first relationship.” he shrugged "You don't look like a man who gives flowers and Livie the kind of woman who likes those gifts.” Nick did know how to read people. "So, you threw all your feelings into the message.” he pointed out. “That's how it is.” "And she didn't answer you.” “Not.” "Maybe she thought you got too clingy.” He expressed, earning a look of hatred from me "Don't take it the wrong way, but, really Mark? Just a t
“Are you okay? She asked worried."Yeah, yeah, really okay...” I gasped, leaning against the car’s door."It's not to rush you, but... In five minutes, we should go in and...”"I know, Livie.” I interrupted, separating myself from the door and taking her by the hand to walk towards the school’s entry.Maybe I was worried about nothing, maybe nobody noticed that we were holding hands, and maybe they wouldn't notice the sweat running down my face either. They might ask if it was raining and not because of our linked hands."Aww... Look! There are the best of friends holding hands.” Cindy sneered as soon as we arrived.Olivia squeezed my hand before laughing.“He's not my friend, Cindy. He's my boyfriend” She answered without losing her smile.Me? I was embarrassed that my hand was so sweaty.“What!?” Cindy, Hillary, Daniel and several of the basketb
“What are you waiting for, Mark? Come in for once!” I heard Jonny scream, who was in his whale shaped float, a few meters from the shore where I was."In a while.” I yelled back from the sand, seeing Olivia coming out of the water at that moment."You said that an hour ago.” she pointed out, sitting next to me and wriggling her hair."I’m not into it.” I replied looking away to avoid admiring how the drops fell all over her body.That morning, when I had opened my eyes and found Livie in my arms, my joy was such that I didn’t move for fear that she’d wake up, which happened an hour later thanks to my younger brother-in-law who shouted that it was late and we had to leave right then and there."Tell me the truth, Marky.” Livie asked bringing me back to the present."I just don't feel comfortable.” I confessed."Because there are more people today, right?"“Exactly
“Look at that! Jonny exclaimed an hour later, pointing toward the Ferris wheel on the Santa Monica Pier.”"I'm not going to happen.” Nick said, swallowing loudly.“Is the bad boy afraid of heights?” Jacob scoffed.“Of course not.”“Yes of course.”“Not!”“Yes!”"They're both idiots.” Jonny interrupted looking around.“What are you looking for?” Asked his brother imitating his action."Seeing if someone I know sees me with you two.” He explained, putting his sunglasses back on."Little rat.” Jacob exclaimed before starting to chase him along with Nick."I think we were wrong by bringing Nick and Jacob together.” I said to Livie nest to me who was watching the show our three companions were giving. Jonny, who had gotten into a bumper cart, was being chased by Jacob and Nick."No, you’
I felt small but insistent punches on the sole of my left foot, but the exhaustion was so big that it mattered very little to me.And although the sunlight was burning my corneas, the heaviness in my body prevented me from moving."I know you can hear me, Mark.” Even though Jonny was practically whispering, I felt like a heavy metal singer was yelling in my ear."Let me sleep, Jonny.” I asked turning my back to face the ground. At what point had I fallen asleep on the beach chair?"That had to hurt.” He said laughing "Look, I didn't come here to starve, it's already eleven in the morning and you promised to take me to the beach so that I...”Jonny kept talking, but I disconnected. I had finally been able to open my eyes and what I saw impressed me, Nick was in one of the seats with what I expected, was chocolate syrup and Jacob was on a float going and coming across the pool, there were lemon shells floating around him. The
“Home sweet home... Home sweet home...” Jacob entered the house singing, dragging his suitcase after two hours of travel.“What are you singing?” Nick asked, standing next to him."I have no idea, it's the only thing I know.” Jacob replied, leaving his suitcase in the living room "There’s an Argentine girl in my class and she always sings it.”“The rhythm is very interesting, you know? I have a band and...”I ignored the rest of that conversation to take a closer look at the magnitude of Nick's parents' beach house.And by house I meant mansion.The balcony that Nick had talked about? It actually was a terrace of about twenty meters or so, and it stood in front of my friend's humble house, which had eight rooms, each with their own bathroom.Shit, I had a rich friend."A little intimidating, right?” She asked impressed."Intimidating stays short.&