Till We Rise by Camila Cher Harmath Read Free Book Online

really like to joke around, huh?" I raise my eyebrows.
    "Not really. You’re tensed up and I want you to relax," he admits. I find it kind that he wants me to feel comfortable around him.
    "Oh." I don’t know what to say, he is totally right. I am afraid because I am trying to be someone else in front of him and that doesn’t work.
    I find it really hard keeping up a normal conversation with people I barely know because I am not used to it at all. When I have the chance to talk to someone that I care about or that I want to have a chat with, I always end up trying harder than I should and therefore, I screw everything up. And it’s completely wrong, I shouldn’t; I just need to be myself or at least try to.
    The bell rings, and consequently everyone around us starts walking faster, making everything even more annoying. Suddenly, Theodore approaches me and now he is approximately ten inches away from my face; we are both staring at each other in silence. I have to look up because he is a little bit taller than me. His eyes are sky-dark but bright and vivid at the same time, they have life, they look radiant.
    I realize again that from time to time, he looks at my lips but I don’t do anything about it, I just keep looking at his darting eyes and observing his beauty –which is a lot of beauty– and wish that this has no end. I could live for ages staring at someone like him, he is like life itself, he wants me to be alive.
    He slowly moves one of his arms and places my hair behind my left ear, such a cliché. I feel his warm hand besides my cheek and I start smiling at him, I can’t control it. Lots of emotions at once are pretty harsh to handle.
    "You should go to class," he says between teeth, putting his arm back to its original place.
    "I don’t care," I breathe.
    "But I do care, you will, um, miss class," Theo looks really worried, maybe he is extremely responsible and doesn’t want me to skip class because of him, but as I said before; I don’t care .
    "I don’t feel like going," I admit while grabbing the sleeves of my black pullover. Fuck, I am nervous.
    "And what do you feel like doing?" he asks biting the edge of his lower lip.

 
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SIX
    "Woah, is this your car?" he asks looking impressed. It’s not the best car in the world and IT’S RED. I don’t know why he is so amazed.
    "Kind of," I answer and get into it. He follows me and sits on the passenger seat and instantly put the seat belt on; what a cautious man.
    "I am not a fan of cars so..."
    "Oh God, you’re gonna kill me," Theodore sighs and pulls a disappointed face.
    "I am not! I was just letting you know," I say laughing. I don’t want him to feel that he is literally going to die. Whatever, if he dies at least we are going to die together, so maybe that is not so bad after all. I turn on the engine and start moving forward.
    "Are you sure that it’s okay if we go to your friends place, I mean, I don’t know who he is and... Does he know who am I? What about his parents? Oh god, you are definitely going to kill me, lady," he speaks nonstop. I wish I had the balls to shut him up with a fucking kiss.
    "Now you’re the one who’s all tensed up," I say laughing. I turn to look at him for a millisecond and add, “Roth's parents aren’t in Boston, so don’t worry."
    He takes a deep breath and then rolls down the window as if it was hot or something, I am kind of freezing but its fine, I can stand it.
    I start thinking about the situation and it’s a little bit awkward; we are going together to a friend’s house whose parents are out of town and we barely know each other. Don’t get me wrong, I am not thinking about something extremely weird. We just met yesterday and I don’t know why, but I feel that I trust him. And certainly, he trusts me too because skipping college and agreeing to come into my car –in spite of me not being a good driver at all– is an important thing, you know.
    Roth’s house is kind of near