My Nonexistent Love Story/Skinny Love

#15: That was fun. Let's do it again sometime

I'm sorry, I haven't written for a long time. I know translating is not about if you have ideas or not, but I wasn't in the mood :/ I'm sorry. I'll try to translate some more chapters today as a compensation.

Btw, I was really happen to see new readers here :) I'd also be more happy if you vote for every chapter ;)

Thank you!

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Back in the past, I never understood people who told me that when the one you love touches you, you get washed over by a wave of heat - it's stupid, after all. But thinking back, I really misunderstood love. I assume that's because I never felt that before.

Thanks to Jason, everything changed. Now, lying in a bed and smiling like an idiot, I still think about what happened at school, and I'm happy, he gifted me something like that. 'Cause love is something all the people should experience.

A little note before I tell you what happened. For example, Michelle thinks love is pointless. Overrated and stuff. But I say, as you once feel it, you understand how special it is. And I pretty much believe she will soon, as we all see how she and Craig look at each other.

Though, I don't think you care 'bout that. Bet you're waiting for my talk, why my 16th birthday was special. I could say, it really was my sweet sixteen. And sweet not only because I have about 60 muffins at home besides 36 my classmates got. It was 'cause .. no, I won't just tell you. Get in my head and watch that memory.

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Actually, I was pretty sure my birthday will be nothing special. Jason would say that b-days are overrated, but I wasn't that immune. I wouldn't have baked so much muffins previous day otherwise, right?

Okay, okay, I would have because I wanted to impress someone .. A LOT.

The beginning of the day wasn't too much hopeful, too. Cassie and Micha wished me happy birthday and gave me a chocolate bar (as we were about to celebrate our b-days soon, 'cause they were quite near, we would give the real presents later). Some girls .. and guys from my class, Cyle, for instance, came to congratulate and hug me, too. And were all excited because of muffins. Which, in case, was the very special moment.

I decided to hand out the muffins in our native language lessons, mostly, 'cause I liked our teacher back then, not that I don't like the one we have now, but deviate from the topic. First 5 minutes I just stood before class with this freaking box, looking wherever my eyes decided to and trying not to look someone in the eye. You know that feeling when you stand in the front of class and everyone's singing "Happy birthday to you!" or whatever and you just stay there, thinking: What the hell should I do now?

But it was the only con of that. After that I started to share muffins and everyone were happy they didn't get candies again. Jason sat in the row located by the door and I started from the other side (not on purpose, but because teacher's table was there), so it took some time to reach him. Although, I guess, it was worth it

Anyway, I reach his table and put the box on it - so Dean could get his muffin at the same time - and just then he does something really crazy. He holds out his hand as if wanting to take the box or wish me happy birthday or whatever he got on his mind. As a result, our hands just touch.

'Just' was in italics as it was sarkasm. One does not simply call it 'just touch'. It was .. fire. Avalanche. Volcano. Nuclear bomb? Yeah, kinda. You can't even imagine what this little touch did to me. Besides - hell yea, I saw what it did to him -, he looks at me with his amazing bright green eyes and says, "Happy birthday!"