Chapter 03: The Boy
“You!” Elie nearly shouted as she stood up, pointing a finger at him. The crowd was surprise for such a behavior. Allen chuckled at the young lass and grinned at her.
“Aa, the lovely girl from the hallway. Are you hurt?”
What hallway…? O, so he’s the bastard who was on my way.
The adults was confuse for a moment. “Do you know each other, Allen?” His mother asked, smiling.
Allen turned his head side ways. “No, no mother. You’ve mistaken. We’ve just ran down at each other at the hallway a while ago. She was quite a…” With a smile for her, he continued. “… kindhearted woman.”
He was mocking her? Who was he to mock her? Oh, he really is going to get it later. Anne tugged Elie’s green dress. She looked at her daughter and ordered her to take her seat. She quietly sat down, apologizing for surprising everyone with the fuss.
“O Elie dear, it’s alright. Nothing to worry about.” Catherine beamed at Elie, making the lass blush.
When dinner was served, the crowd started conversing with one another.
“Allen, what school do you go at?” Anne asked, taking a bite from her steak. Elle felt her spine cold. Something bad was gonna happen.
“Well, I just went back from England. I studied there during my primary years and 2 years of my secondary. I’ll transfer at Westford Private High School next semester.” He answered.
O dear… Here it is.
“Westford? Oh my! Elle also goes there! She’s a Junior there next semester.”
“Oh really? The probability of us being classmates are high then.”
Elle just pouted. Just my luck...
"So, you've lived in London with your cousins because you were studying there?"
"Yep. Only for 3 years of course."
Edward lifted his phone, checking the caller. "Excuse me for a sec, I need to take this call. Sorry for the inconvenience." He stood up and left the table.
"I'm sorry for that. he has been really busy with the family business." Catherine explained, giving an apologetic smile.
"No, no. That's alright. We understand. Now back to the topic."
"You're also in several clubs? And even president of all of them? Isn't that great Elle? So... amazing. So talented. One person could not manage all of that... not even a boy!"
Allen just gave a small smile and continued eating. "But I'm only focused in swimming. Don't get me wrong, I like doing my other club activities, swimming is just my favorite."
"Well isn't that a pleasure! Our Elle doesn't know how to swim! Maybe you could give her a few lessons?" Mrs. Frolocke suggested, her eyes beaming with great delight. While her daughter, the poor Elie, almost choked on her food.
"MOM!" Elie protested.
"What? Well, you love water right? And since you don't know how to swim maybe he could teach you?"
"I'm sure Allen would love to give you a few lessons."
"I'd be delighted."
"Thank you for the great meal." Mr. Frolocke said, shaking hands with Mr. Damascus.
"No, thank you. Though I apologize for rudeness earlier on."
"That's alright. No big deal."
"I hope we meet again soon, Cath. I've missed you." Mrs. Frolocke gave a hug at her friend, who hugged her back.
"I've missed you too, Anne. It has been years. We can arrange a meeting tomorrow if you want."
"Sure." She smiled. "We have gotta be going now, it's quite late. I'm sure you're also busy."
~At the same time...
"Hey, wait." Allen stood in front of the door, waiting for Elie, who walked right passed him. He gently grabbed her by the wrist.
Elie turned around to face him. "What do you want?"
"About the lesson tomorrow..."
"I'm not coming." She retorted. Glaring at him. She was grateful to him for offering with the help but she doesn't need it. She's happy the way she is right now.
He laughed. "I know. But I'll still be waiting. At the private swimming area around 10 in the morning."
Was he deaf? Didn't I say it clearly? "I said, if you hadn't heard, I'm not coming."
"Oh, I heard. But I'll still be waiting." He winked at her and smiled. "Well then, see you tomorrow." He turned around and went to where his parents are. She saw only a small image of them walking away a few minutes later.
He was going to wait for her.