Dinner togheter

After school 4 guys surrounded me at school gate. There were the ones of this morning too.

Oh gosh! Someone help!

The black haired one said:

—Did you thought about what I said this morning? Can we be friends

—I don't know you sorry.

I tried to get away from there but they pulled me back.

—Let me go! This is harassment!

—We'll let go of you only when you give us your number!

—Well, then don't blame me for what I'm going to do!

—What?

I lifted up two of them with two hands and I threw them. Then I kicked the balls of the black haired one. The last one, the blondie, ran away scared to death.

Hahaha! Coward!

I saved myself this time. I can't do that every day, the may come in more groups.

God, remember what I said earlier! Yes, I'm threatening God.

The next day I had to climb the wall behind the school to avoid the fanboys at the gate.

I was coming down but then my hand slipped and I fell down. I closed my eyes. 0Am I gonna die? Unexpectedly it didn't hurt at all. I felt like I was flying.... Wait, I can't fly!

I opened my eyes and I saw Carl's face staring at me. Then I realized that he was holding me in a princess carry.

I said:

—Ehmm...Hi! I guess...I'm.. ehmm....

—No need to explain, I understand all. Now you know how it feels.

He put me down.

I said:

—For how much time you are in this situation?

—Oh well...from elementary school till now.

I feel pity for him.

They won't let go of us unless we find a partner.

Suddenly I had an idea:

—What if we pretend to be a couple? They will let us go!

—Eh?! C-couple? With you? Never.

—I said pretend to be a couple. There's no need to be so mean! Humph!

Carl thought about it for a while.

then he said:

—Ok. But only pretend.

I approached him and looked into his eyes

I said:

—Is it that horrible to be my boyfriend?

He looked away and said:

—Maybe not that bad... Anyway let's go to class now.

—Ok!

I held Carl's hand. And we went to class.

Everyone was staring at us. The fangirls were killing me with their looks and the fanboys were looking at Carl with hateful expressions.

For the rest of the day nono of our fans bothered us.

Ahh! It worked!

—See? It worked!

—Yes. Let me accompany you home.

He accompanied me. He was going to leave but..

—Stay here for dinner!

My aunt pulled him back and literally dragged him in.

Sorry Carl, you have to stay now!

We were sitting at table. Aunt was still cooking and uncle was still at work. Carl and I were alone sitting beside each other.

I said:

—If my uncle asks something about your preferences you have to answer with "Italy" or "Italian" ok?

—Why?

—My uncle loves italy very much. If he sees that you are similiar to him he will like you.

—I-it seems like a meeting with the in-laws!

—Ehm well...actually it is.

When my uncle came the dinner was ready. We started eating.

My uncle said:

—What's your favourite food Carl?

—Pizza. Italian food in general. I love Italy!

—Good boy!

The dinner went smoothly luckily.

For dessert aunt cooked an ananas cake.

she said:

–Hinata, take a piece of this ananas cake. It's delicious!

—Aunt! did you forget that I can't eat ananas?

—Oh you are right Sorry.

It's not like I'm intolerant or allergic. It's because when I eat ananas or something with ananas I get drunk. I'm not lying! The last time I ate ananas I ended up dancing the makarena speaking in german. Language that I don't know at all.

It's kinda an advantage really. If go to Germany I only have to eat an ananas and nobody will tell the difference between me and a real german person.

After dinner Carl went home.

Luckily the dinner was a success!

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