#7 WHISPER OF A THRILL

Sebastian was driving along the streets and was angry because of the plenty stops (these traffic lights!). He was talking with his best fellow, Julian. It was not about very important things and it could be ended in every second without any need for further excuses by every site. There it was: just a short “sya” was a sign for the end of the discussion and Sebastian reversed his own car into a parking space. It was almost one of the newest type, and the most important was that this car was completely his. He worked for it and he earned it with his sweat and honest work. Moreover, he was proud of himself every time he looked at his deeply blue Audi A2. It is not an average case in Poland to have your own car by the age of 24. In addition, if you already had had one than it was a legendary car like Polonez or Fiat, which the rest of the world knows just from the stories. Lately young people had increasingly old used cars like VW or BMW, which were brought to the best condition in Polish workshops. Poland became mobile.

Sebastian knew this teahouse, he liked it until one of “their” girls started to work here, and he was not as open for a relationship with her as she was. Mostly he was sitting in “Sunshine”, because it was a restaurant and disco club of his friend. Julian never ever had to ask for money, if he wanted to get something. If he wanted to travel somewhere, he travelled. If he wanted to buy a new car, he bought it. He was a young guy with a great bank account, stylish Ford Mustang and his own club. Many girls wanted to have this guy, his contacts and his money. And so it was. Julian was like a King Midas who touched something and it became pure gold. What a lucky guy! Therefore, Julian started with his own club, with his own stuff, with the music he liked and pretty girls he was dating sometimes. Sebastian even thought that Julian helped to push up “Casablanca”, too, but he was not sure. Julian always was saying something very important while others were talking silly things and if you were smart, you could easily notice such remarks and use them.

Julian convinced Sebastian to start his translation’s work here in the same way and thank to his advice Sebastian won first customers. In the meanwhile, he had already a good image on the market and therefore he had the luxury of being just a chief and a student. In addition, he had time to make parties with his friends and to see how Sunshine became the best club in the city. Funnily enough, Sunshine was living because of the word-of-mouth advertising.

Sunshine was THE place where young people met to show themselves and their importance. Nobody was remembering the times when parties were organized at home and how much fun was present in rooms, which were much smaller than a dance floor here. It was not so far away in the past. Then they had to decide where to study and what to do with their life. And so they moved to the capital and it was obvious they were not going to make other cities unsure of their presence. All you wanted to get in Poland you got surely in Warsaw. The cultural life in Warsaw does not slow down even for a moment. You have Jazz Jamboree Festival or Warsaw Autumn. Music and Film Festivals cause a wave of artists visiting the capital and you can always impress girls by taking them to such events. Warsaw has many tourist attractions which make it easier to get to know the city better and which are worth taking advantage of. You are never bored there.

Therefore, Sebastian and his friends were happy finally not to meet just High School girls and finally to live in a city which is vivid by day and night. A higher way of driving as you say it in Poland. This way two almost brothers started their life here. It could not go wrong, because King Midas was there. In this way, they got every girl they wanted and everything they planned.

With such thoughts Sebastian came in. “Casablanca” was still a place with atmosphere, with a smell of tasty vanilla and pure roiboos. Besides, you got chocolate cookies there, self-made of course! Already at the phone, he noticed that the girl is rather smart and professional. Was she solid? He had to check it. The last girl he hired was fired after a week. This was just the beginning of a terrible season of finding a new girl for work. Mostly girls were interested in getting to know him or Julian; they presented rather their breaths than skills in English, German or any other language – except body language. It was sometimes so hard to find anyone reliable. Now he came in and looked around to see her. He was thinking about how he would test her to prove her skills. In addition, he was prepared for another lack of success. He had already understood from her voice that she was a professional, but just to make sure he had to be prepared anyway. He was looking around and he first noticed her after a longer time. She was not hidden; she was just sitting with the book, which was read by many girls now, something about vampires. Girly stuff.

He came to her and his first thought was: she is normal. Thank you, God! He said “Hello” and sat down. He shook her hand and looked at her. She had big deep green eyes. She smiled friendly. She did not move. She had such energy in her body and such depth in her eyes. You could simply fall in love with her although she was not the greatest beauty in the world. He was so impressed that he did not start to talk. Therefore, they were sitting towards themselves. He was just falling in the great depth of her green eyes.

Mia started to talk. Her voice was even more fascinating than her eyes. He concentrated on the sound of the voice at first; therefore, he did not get what she was talking about. He took two deep breaths and asked her politely to repeat what she said. She wasn’t unsecure or touched and repeated politely:

- I am Anna, hello. So how does it look like with this job? You seem to be a little busy and I will not take too much of your time.

Then he was, the old Sebastian, he was the boss and explained her everything. She said she knows English, Italian, Latin and a little bit of French. Moreover, for the first time he was missing the interest of any other thing than work. She was very professional. She did not use any unuseful words and she was very polite. He trusted her just from the very first second like he trusted Julian. It was new for him. The talk was too short for him.

He looked at her more intensively to see what was inside of this girl. From the very first moment, he had liked her already. He did not even check on her skills. He just confirmed her that she was on probation and she could get a contract if she wanted. She agreed. He said it was going to take some time to prepare the contract and asked whether he should send it to her by snail mail or by email. Does it matter?

Of course, it does matter. She never ever gave anyone her real address and he got like all others one of her e-mail addresses. She preferred to meet somewhere on delivery. Great!

He was happy with that solution. He smiled, maybe even too much. In the history until now there had never been any kind of feeling similar to what he was living now. He was just happy and had a feeling of meeting a person who he had been waiting since he was born. Was it love at first sight? Was it so easy to be caught in it? Problably not. It was maybe a fascination, attraction, desire. But love? Maybe rather falling in love?

Anyway, he had not enough time to catch his thoughts, because he already was in love with her. In addition, he did not even manage to order a coffee. Moreover, strange enough to be in love with her, he did not show it, although he was sure, it was so obvious to see for her.

She saw a friendly smile in his eyes and she knew he is a good person. She was from the very beginning connected with him in an unspoken way. Mia had this kind of rare feeling to like someone for real, to be interested in his values and his life. She knew it was not professional and she even thought they could be friends, if everything would be different. She did not have any friends because of many replacements and because of pieces of memories in her head.

Mia promised herself to keep away from people, as far as it was possible. After a couple of years, it was not even so hard. Of course, you care about people from your surroundings, you talk with them, but it is just on the surface level. You do not allow them to get to know you and you do not let yourself get into their lives. It was the simple solution, even if it was sometimes hard. Mia was not the type of person who talks much and did not need to be in contact with people. At least that was her perception and receipt for her life. The dark chapter of her childhood hurt her mostly and although she did not remember so much about it, finally she was three years old at that time, she had some feeling, the way she acted and the way she was living is the right one. Mia was convinced it was her fate to be between people and to stay alone.

Then came a waitress and asked what he would like to drink. And at the same time the waitress with Barbie-like pink nails smiled broadly and asked whether he wishes the same extra black coffee as usual.

It was no wonder that Sebastian was popular around girls. He was looking like Brad Pitt, but he was naturally younger and rather blond. His hair was cut perfectly to the dissimilar length up to his ears. His face was welcoming bright and his eyes were friendly smiling with a tiny grey sparkles. He was tall, even if he would not be taken to a basketball team in the NBA, but for a High School basketball team he was tall enough. Even through his cool style, Mia could see that he was rather sporty and he put the emphasis on comfort. He was wearing sporty shoes and jeans. His jacket was yeasty, but had the business presence as well.

He looked over and saw a familiar face. It was one of the girls from Julian’s club. She did not work there anymore. Her career in “Sunshine” took two nights. Then Julian decided not to have her on his team. Julian always had a way with people. He could perfectly characterize any person, his first look was never wrong. Maybe this was the key to his success. Sebastian was curious what Julian would think about Anna. She had a simple top in an unremarkable blue colour. And jeans. And something inside of her which forced him to watch her.

Sebastian smiled back at the waitress and looked even longer at Mia.

-Would you like anything?

-Thank you, I already have my tea.

-What are you doing here, Sebastian? – asked the waitress.

-Business stuff.

-Oh, I get it. And how does it work? Why you are not in Sunshine? – continued the waitress, apparently she did not wanted to go away so soon. Her pink nails were impatiently slapping on the table.

She intentionally did not perceive Mia and asked more and more questions. Then Sebastian stopped this flood of talking and came back to the really important stuff for him. With the same power of a waterfall, he would ask Anna right now so many things.

As much as the waitress was trying to get any information and any advantage for herself as much he was trying to let this moment be immortal. He heard about a shot of love, but he never thought it could happen so rapidly like a summer storm. Or maybe it was calm before a storm.

Back in the reality, he answered the questions of the waitress shortly and then he continued a talk with Anna. As he got his absolutely black coffee all stuff was already cleared. And Anna stood up and wanted to leave. Fortunately, he had her cell number and could contact her anytime. She thought she wanted to give him a message when she finished her work. Great. Then she smiled, shortly and politely, said goodbye and left.

There was just a yellow cup of tea and a white pot, which she left as the only proofs of her presence there.

He was still sitting there and the feeling of happiness was still there. She did not disappear for long and they will meet again. That was a great perspective.

And it so was. She called him two days later and they met again. In these two days, he was not unfocused as he was expecting. He had just a feeling of happiness escorting him. If falling in love was just this way he could be in love for years. Falling in love was like waiting for a great, friendly surprise. The world became a better place and you really could swear to have pink-glasses on. An irritated seller in the shop at the corner was not so annoying anymore, a girl who was going down the street was smiling even brighter and there was a good luck on his side from the moment he woke up until the moment he went to sleep. Yes, indeed falling in love was a very wishful feeling.



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