A Class Reunion

I was looking out the window during that really boring history class. “The sun is shining. Birds are singing. Life is beautiful,” I thought. “But I have to sit here and listen to this history teacher. I wish it were summer already.” I was thinking about my last summer holidays. Then I heard, “Anna, Anna, wake up.” That was my friend from elementary school-Magda.
“Magda, what is it this time…” I was really angry at her that she woke me up from my wonderful thoughts.
“I have some news for you. Guess who I met yesterday,” she asked.
“I give up, who did you meet?” I replied.
“Your elementary school sweetheart… Gregory Adams!”
“No way! When did you meet him? What did he say? Wow! I can’t believe that!”
“Believe or not, but that’s true! He said that our old class would have a reunion this Saturday in Patches’ Park. He asked me to come, and then he added, “Ask Anna, too.” That’s all. So what do you think?”
I was too exited to answer. I didn’t know what should I do. I wasn’t very close with my old class, so I was confused, but that Greg- I had had secret crush on him.
“Oh… I don’t know… I’ll go if you go,” I said.
“Of course I will go! You know, Patrick will be there also… I can’t miss it!”

Thus we all met in that park that memorable day… It was a really nice day for a meeting, it was warm, sunny and really cheerful. Everybody from our old class came! So I started to look for Greg. And there he was, cool like always. He was standing there, talking, laughing… but I couldn’t even move! It was like an electric shock: I was so flustered when Greg actually came and said, “Hi Anna, you sure have changed!” I couldn’t even respond!
“Nice to see you again, Greg. And you didn’t change at all,” I finally replied.

He asked me for a walk. What could I say? Yes, of course! We talked about our new schools, classmates, us… oh, we talked a lot! Then he said to me, “Anna, I’m sure you have a wonderful boyfriend now.” But truth wasn’t as magnificent as it looked like; there were some guys in my life, but none of them was The One. So I was single at the moment.
“Actually… no.” I said.
“How come? A great girl like you must have a man!” He almost shrieked and then asked “What do you think we go out sometime?”
“Oh… I don’t know…” and believe me, I didn’t! It seems strange, because once I was so in love with him. But now I didn’t know what should I do. I was really happy to hear that, but at the same time I thought about things I had heard about him, like he is Casanova, because he changes his girlfriends like gloves. I didn’t want to be just a periodical girl. I wanted something more… And I didn’t know if Greg could give me all that.
“So?” He broke silence between us. “What do you think?”
I looked into his eyes. He was closer and closer… He wanted to kiss me, but then: boom! Something broke down in me. Suddenly, I recalled how mean he was to me, when my friend told him about my love.
“Greg! Cut it out! Don't you remember how you treated me in elementary school?" Greg started to laugh.
"What's so funny about this???" I was really mad, because I thought he was making fun of me again.
"Nothing. Just that I was treating you like that because I liked you very much but I didn't know how to show you that. Believe me, I'm more mature now," he said.
"Oh... it is risky to believe you. I heard bad things about you. Like you are a Casanova and stuff." He started to laugh again.
“And you believe that crap? You don’t know the reason. I couldn’t be happy with any other girl. I wanted… no: I want to be with you. So, what do you think? Can we try?”
And you know what? He will call me tomorrow!