These Green Eyes
Chapter 1
Anothother typical day for me - school, home, studying, going to my tutor. But the plus is that I'm going to meet Him - Harry. The boy from my dreams.
I've been going to a tutor for one year. No, I'm not that kind of girl,who doesn't know anything, I just want to improve my knowledge because I really want to succee in the job I want to get - journalist. Anne's been helping me for English and she helps a lot, I mean she assists me for writing the articles and edits the done ones, which I've written by myself.
Except that Anne is my teacher, she's like my friend. She knows all my secrets, without that I'm secretly inlove with her son. She helped me a lot with moving on from my ex-boyfriend, which was really hard, because me and him had been in relationship for two years. But at the end I didn't feel him the same way I've felt him when we started dating.
Since my meeting with Anne is at 6 p.m. and now is 5:45 p.m. I stand up from my bed and choose something warm from from wardrobe and put my books in my backpack. I wear my Vans and walk out of my house. I usually take taxi do Anne's home or my father drives me, but today I decide to walk alone. It's a bit chilly, but that's why my sweatshirt is warm and cozy.
I reach the big house. Her family is wealthy and that's why I don't understand why she gives private classes. She's worked as a journalist since she was 18 and she and my mother are close friends. I wish I was close to Harry as they two are.
I ring the doorbell and Anne immediately shows.
"Hi, darling. I've been waiting for you. Come in." She greets me with a hug.
"Sorry,I'm late, but I decided to walk to here." I smile as we enter her house.
I put my things on the big round table where we always spend the two hours, when I'm there.
"So new articles?" She asks we sit.
"Not really. The teacher gave us only one for the next week, but I want to write it all by myself."
"Yeah? I'm happy that you choose that."
This is actually the first article that I'm going to write without noone's help. I always asked her to edit my works before I send them to my teacher because I've always thought they're not good enough and everytime Anne told me they're great.
"But I brought some of my articles for the university newspaper."
"Okay, let me see." I hand her the sheets.
She reads them quickly and smiles at me.
"What?" I ask confused.
"I have no corrects for them." She breaths. "You're becoming better and better."
"Thank you, Anne. Don't forget that without you I won't do it."
Then the door opens and He appears on it. My heart flutters as I see him. Wearing dark sweater and skinny jeans.
"Hi, Megan! How you've been?" The way he says my name...noone other does it.
"Great, thanks for asking." He smiles and heads upstairs, where his room is.
I've been going to a tutor for one year. No, I'm not that kind of girl,who doesn't know anything, I just want to improve my knowledge because I really want to succee in the job I want to get - journalist. Anne's been helping me for English and she helps a lot, I mean she assists me for writing the articles and edits the done ones, which I've written by myself.
Except that Anne is my teacher, she's like my friend. She knows all my secrets, without that I'm secretly inlove with her son. She helped me a lot with moving on from my ex-boyfriend, which was really hard, because me and him had been in relationship for two years. But at the end I didn't feel him the same way I've felt him when we started dating.
Since my meeting with Anne is at 6 p.m. and now is 5:45 p.m. I stand up from my bed and choose something warm from from wardrobe and put my books in my backpack. I wear my Vans and walk out of my house. I usually take taxi do Anne's home or my father drives me, but today I decide to walk alone. It's a bit chilly, but that's why my sweatshirt is warm and cozy.
I reach the big house. Her family is wealthy and that's why I don't understand why she gives private classes. She's worked as a journalist since she was 18 and she and my mother are close friends. I wish I was close to Harry as they two are.
I ring the doorbell and Anne immediately shows.
"Hi, darling. I've been waiting for you. Come in." She greets me with a hug.
"Sorry,I'm late, but I decided to walk to here." I smile as we enter her house.
I put my things on the big round table where we always spend the two hours, when I'm there.
"So new articles?" She asks we sit.
"Not really. The teacher gave us only one for the next week, but I want to write it all by myself."
"Yeah? I'm happy that you choose that."
This is actually the first article that I'm going to write without noone's help. I always asked her to edit my works before I send them to my teacher because I've always thought they're not good enough and everytime Anne told me they're great.
"But I brought some of my articles for the university newspaper."
"Okay, let me see." I hand her the sheets.
She reads them quickly and smiles at me.
"What?" I ask confused.
"I have no corrects for them." She breaths. "You're becoming better and better."
"Thank you, Anne. Don't forget that without you I won't do it."
Then the door opens and He appears on it. My heart flutters as I see him. Wearing dark sweater and skinny jeans.
"Hi, Megan! How you've been?" The way he says my name...noone other does it.
"Great, thanks for asking." He smiles and heads upstairs, where his room is.
Do continue
2/7/16