Chapter 7

She was a little excited about the fact that she was going to be home alone with him, she could hardly sleep and was eagerly waiting for the next morning, planning what to wear, what to talk; she didn’t know when she fell asleep until a knock on the door woke her up. She hurried, realizing she has to look good when he sees her, rushed to the bathroom washed her face, freshened up and opened the door. He stood there speechless for a minute, brought himself to his senses and asked if it was okay if he hangs out with his friends for the rest of the day, but promised to be back by six thirty. She hid her disappointment and nodded it was ok. Closed the door behind him and went back and sat on the side of the bed overlooking a full size mirror. Both her hands, covering her face, sat there for a couple of minutes, ran her hands through her hair and looked up, when she looked her reflection in the mirror did she notice what she was wearing when she had opened the door and remembered his gaze for a minute. She remembered she couldn’t find the top for her pajama and had decided to settle for a black linen tank top.

His mind was somewhere else even though he was hanging out with his friends. All he could think of was how amazing she had looked this morning. He liked her the first time he laid eyes on her, but knew that his father would not approve of it and kept his distance. But today morning everything had changed; he wasn’t sure about anything anymore; he was struggling with his feeling; he couldn’t make up his mind weather to go back home or not. One of his friends had to catch a flight that night and wanted to go home and pack. He volunteered to drop him off at the airport by the time he gets home she would be in her room and he can go straight to his room and that would be for the best. After a couple of hours, he was at is friends home watching TV while he packed.

It was close to six in the evening, and she knew he will be back soon. She picked out an outfit in which she felt she looked pretty. It was a dark blue pleated skirt with simple smocking that made it expensive, a white blouse with dark blue polka dots extending to a tie on the right into a bow indeed made her look pretty even without any makeup and in a simple ponytail. She was starting to feel hungry so decided to cook something; she reached for a book from Chari’s wife’s collections and started looking through it. She found one she liked and since she was not used too much of cooking, settled for the one with simple ingredients. She gathered the ingredients on the countertop and started boiling two cups of water according to the instructions. She was surfing through the pages and didn’t notice the beautiful bow from her blouse had caught on fire.