Chapter 14

I smiled as we separated in our embrace. I put my hands on his shoulder and re-examined his wholeness. "I'm not angry, Jas," I said. How could his body be devoid of any redness or rash? Does he okay? I couldn't believe it and was perplexed at the same time. I asked him, "Jas, how did you get here?" as I took my hand away from his shoulder. "Of course, I use my feet. I can"t fly, "he said and suppressed a laugh. "I was just walking over here. I will wet more if I drive a motorbike and It"s a waste of money if I will commute. Our subdivision is relatively close here," he added. He didn't understand what I was saying. He was unable to respond to my question. I'd like to know why he came here because we know he's not supposed to be in the sun. "You didn"t get what I was asking, Jas. I mean, how did you get here so well? I thought you couldn't be sunny. So you only go out at night, right? That's why your life was in danger when you were sunny on the beach, isn't it?" He tilted his head as if I was just saying nothing to him. "Jas." I once called him and there he smiled. "It's raining now, isn't it?" he asked, and despite my confusion, I nodded. "Now that it's cold outside, I'm free to go out whenever I want." It is now completely clear to me. He has a maximum temperature that he must adhere to, and I'm curious as to what that temperature is. I'm delighted he can still go outside every day as long as the temperature remains low and does not exceed the maximum temperature he adheres to for his health. I'm relieved now that we can still try to go for a stroll throughout the day. Although, I"m not saying I don"t want the night; I just want us to experience the usual time to stroll. "I can only go outside if the temperature is below 18 degrees," he continued, "and if the typical human body temperature is 35.5 degrees to 37.5 degrees for me, I have to keep my body temperature at 35.5 degrees." I'm not sure what to say or how to react, but it's evident now. I'm grateful that my knowledge of him has grown. I want to know everything about him and every time we are together, i always keep in mind what he likes and dislikes. Until now, I can"t still process his allergies. I don"t know how many people in the world who suffer this kind of illness. Their movements are very limited and now I realized how important our life is. Not everyone is blessed; not everyone is lucky; and everyone in this world is not perfect so we have no right to brag. We need to value ourselves; accept who we are and we should used our strength in a good way meanwhile we should accept that we have a flaws in life. "I"m happy to know that, Jas. Thank you for letting me know that. For now, let"s not talk about negativity. We should enjoy this because it rarely happens," I explained and he nodded. "Have you eaten breakfast?" I asked him to divert our topic. He laughed a little and scratched his neck. "Actually not yet. How about you? Have you had your breakfast yet? I don't believe so; you appear to have just awoken." I touched my face and wondered if there was any saliva or morning star left in my eyes. It just came back to my mind that I haven't cleansed my face yet because I was in a rush to stop him from getting here earlier. My face isn't clear yet, but I've been staring at him and talking to him before. I felt humiliated and stood up right away. My clothes are still sleeping clothes, and I have no idea how messed up my hair is. "Oum, I'm going to leave you here. I'm just going to take a shower. I apologize if I appear to be in this state, but it is entirely your fault. Don't laugh at what I look like now since you made me worried about you previously." He holds back a laugh as he watches me. "I'm not laughing, El. Just a bit." "Liar," I whispered. "Okay, I'll leave you here for a while." He nodded that is why I started to walk toward the door of my room.I was about to enter to grab my clothes when he said something that made me pause. "Wear a jacket. Let's have breakfast outside. My treat. " I grinned as I turned to face him. "All right," I responded softly, although my insides were raging. I want to scream for joy and leap around like a kid waiting for her mother to take her to the toy store. I had butterflies in my stomach, or perhaps I was just hungry, because my stomach rang. I'm overjoyed because this is going to be our date. It's the first time someone has invited me out for breakfast. Morning dates are also rare so I was feeling I am lucky girl and I experienced it. I know it's just a friendly date for him, but I'm going to make it special for both of us. I'd take him to the mall after we had breakfast. I'd want for us to go for a walk and spend the entire day outside. If I only knew that he could go out every time it rained, then I would have asked God that it would have rained at least twice a week. I chose black as the color for my jacket because I wanted us to be a color couple. I chose a fitting turtleneck to wear with my baggy pants and high cut shoes. I'm not particularly fashion-conscious, but I'll make an effort to look decent on this day. I want to be well and look good because I am with him. I don"t want other people to say that my partner is too handsome, but I seem to be picked up on the lawn. I got dressed after a fast shower. I don't use make-up and only use lip-tint and powder when absolutely necessary. When I go to school, I don't bother with make-up, but when I go to church, I apply a little lip-tint. I'm not sure why, but I feel compelled to fix my face right now. After putting a little amount of concealer, I also put a little amount of contour, blush on, and lip-tint. I can do make-up, but I prefer to keep it simple on myself. I just want to appear refreshed in the eyes of others so that they don't notice that I'm under a lot of stress. I wore a moon clip in my hair and a moon necklace that I gave myself for my 16th birthday. Even though I haven't met Jas yet, I'm already smitten by the night's vibe. I'm proud to be one of the million selenophiles on the planet. I adore the night sky, the stars, the air, the solitude, and, especially, the moon, which reminds me that we must go through moments of emptiness till we can feel whole again. I"m done with fixing myself. I came out of the room carrying the Lecole shoulder bag I got in Dad"s package one year ago. I caught Jas sitting where I had left him before I said I will take a bath and when he looked at me, he examined me from head to toe. "Do I seem pretty good?" I said as I approached his seat. I made a circle in front of him, but his expression was unaffected. Is it possible that I'm putting on too much make-up? What is this man's thought process? He was difficult to decipher. It's difficult to guess what's going on in his head, and I wish I had the same ability. It appealed to me. "Hey, are you speechless? Am I wearing ugly clothes? " I pouted. He shook and swallowed. "No, you look beautifully confident in your outfit. What I am wearing is feeling embarrassed on what you're wearing. I look like I'm a body guard of yours," he said as he diverted his vision on me. I couldn"t help but laugh softly before I patted his forehead. He was sitting on the sofa while I was standing so I did not have trouble patting his forehead. I only learned this habit from him but I'm not sure if my flicking hurts because when he flicks me I don't feel the pain. "No one would think that. I dress like this because I also want to be pleasing in people's eyes because my partner is so handsome." It makes no difference to me if I say those words. That is true, and he has no reason to be astonished. He was dressed in a black hooded jacket that he paired with knee-length shorts and sandals on his feet. His clothing are plain, but he is quite attractive and especially clear to the eye due to his whiteness. He has the appearance of an existent vampire and may easily attract notice owing to his appearance. He didn't respond to what I said, but he did stand up. He stretched his arm before placing it around my shoulder and saying, "Lets go." I was astonished when I looked up at him since he was slightly bent over me, causing our noses to touch together. I averted my gaze from him right away and swallowed several times. That was so close! And I'm really uncomfortable since he doesn't seem to notice that I'm almost out of breath! "L-lets go," I stuttered as I began walking. As we approached the building's front door, I stopped and asked him without looking at him. I don"t look at him because maybe his face was close to me again and not just our nose will touch together. WHAT THE HELL! WHAT AM I THINKING OF! Why is he putting his arm around my shoulder? Doesn"t he feel the stiffness of my body? "Oum, do you have an umbrella, Jas?"I wish he had an umbrella. I don't want to use Ivan's umbrella and we might meet unexpectedly. "Yup, I have something with me." I was about to ask him where the umbrella was but I couldn't because he removed his hand from my shoulder. When I looked at him, he was already holding an umbrella and currently opening it. I don"t know where he hid it and I didn"t see it but I never tried to ask. "Let's go," he said and then he put his hand back on my shoulder. I stopped burning and just calmed myself as we walked to the waiting shed where we were waiting for the bus. I need to calm down and not feel awkwardness with him because he doesn't like me. We don't have a mutual attraction, and I'm just a friend to him. All I have to do now is appreciate and be grateful for what I have since no one knows when something like this will happen again. He closed the umbrella when we arrived at the waiting shed. I also looked to see if my shoes were stained. My outfit was wasted because it was a bit wet from the rain while we were walking, but I didn't want to complain because I didn't want him to think that he wouldn't give me a chance to be with him if the weather was good. I don"t want him to overthink; I want him to think that everything is fine with me no matter what time we go out and tour. "There's a bus, we can get on!" I exclaimed gleefully and looked at him so his expressionless face was replaced by a small smile. He signaled for the bus driver to come to a halt so that we could board, and when it came to a halt in front of us, he let me board first. I looked for a seat and decided on a double seat. Before the bus left, I sat near at the window, and he sat beside me. I'm not used to not being able to open the window every time I board the bus, but I can adjust for him, and I can't actually open it because it's raining. I was staring out the window and watching the environment, and when I observed that the bus window was damp, I wrote our name on it. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and snapped a photo of what I'd written. "What is that?" he said once I had successfully captured the camera. "Is that all you have in mind to take for picture?" I frowned and fixed my gaze on him. "Why? Do you want to be photographed as well?" I asked, a smile on my face. He gulped and pulled my phone and over me. "I'd rather not be alone. I want us to be together." He placed my phone in front of us and double-clicked it. I stared at him while he smiled at the photo because my brain couldn't grasp what was going on.