Chapter 5

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"None, I've already told you."

A soft breeze came to the place, making the skirts of the uniforms rise slightly. The two girls ignored Veronica's words before sharing a look.

"It sure will be the blond"

"No, I think it will be the one with dark hair. It's more her type"

Eva put a hand in her head.

"Oh, come now! Didn't you notice how she looked at the blond?"

Veronica snorted as she looked around. They had destroyed a large part of the entrance to the high school.

" It would be better that we enter." she said, ignoring the two girls who, as always, did not stop arguing. In the background, it was perfectly listened the director voice's sending all the student to the inside. They should already be in class. They hurried to enter into the gray and dull building and go upstairs. The stair were too small and unstable for all the people who stepped on them. When they were in the second floor of the high school, Paloma separated from the other two girls. They were not together in the same class, but that did not mean they weren't seen each other between classes and in the recess.

"Then I smell you." Smiled the black-haired girl.

"Until then." responded the other two, funny and thinking that they had nothing to do with the rebellious attitude of Paloma.

They arrived at the classroom on the corner, the A4, where a large group of children spoke outside. They were not going to enter until the teacher was inside. That rule that says the students should wait for the teachers within the classes was not good for the young people of that high scholl. The light of a window gave a nice backlight to the hall.

-Good morning.-the smiling girls greeted.

-Hello.-Some corresponded to them with a sleepy voice.

The morning was calm like any other but the fact that three boys had entered to the high school the way they did and had almost set fire to the garden and run over the gardener gave other sensation to the place. It was no longer the typical center where the biggest possible comment could be that girl who had cheating on her boyfriend, or that other girl who had sex with someone in a higher course. No, in that moment the biggest comment was about that three boys, and the rumor was getting bigger and bigger and each person brought it new information, real or not.

Curiously, only Veronica was still thinking about that wink, with a distracted hand on her cheek as she looked out the window and saw a huge green tree.

What was his name? She had three possible names to call that boy. For a second, She imagined herself calling him by his name. It was too typical on her imagining things that would never happen... because it would never happen, right? That doubt crossed her mind at the speed of light. She smiled delicately as she listened to her French teacher, a middle-aged women named Begoña. The whole class was ignoring the por teacher. Begoña wore glasses and her blond hair was red. She tried to explain the past tense of the verb "aimer", but few paid attention to it. It was the last hour and it was almost five minutes before the bell rang.

Eva stood beside her.

"What happen to you today?" she asked in a normal voice, aware of everyone were speaking and ignoring the teacher.

Veronica did not react, kept looking out the window at the same time she sighed.

"Vero" Eva called her.

The girl reacted at last and looked at her, inquisitive.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Veronica answered.

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