I was just 5 minutos on foot to my dancing class. When I left tahanan 20 minutos ago, I didn’t expect, I would be raining. But it wasn’t just raining – it was going to be a real storm. It was the middle of July and I was wearing a dress with the short sleeves. The rain was becoming heavier with each minuto while I was walking down the street. Unfortunately there was no tindahan or bus station close for me to hide from the storm, so when I felt my dress all wet and drops in my hair, I couldn’t do anything but stopping under the tree. The kalye was desert – apart from one car standing in 15 meters in front of me. I was aware of the fact, that puno wasn’t going to help much, because the storm was going to be strong. The wind was cold and I was feeling my dress making me cold. I didn’t apparently want to catch cold, but I didn’t know what else to do. I had an idea to call a taxi and when I’ve just took my phone and started to dial the number, the car moved toward me and the driver opened the door for me.
“Hey, get in, or you will catch cold there” It was a guy with a sincere smile.
It was the best I could think about in the present situation. I got into the car and closed the door.
“That was the bad idea not to take umbrella with you, huh?” The guy asked me. I turned to face him. As I could see, he was quite tall, he was dark haired and he has got dark brown eyes almost black, that were looking out from under black eyebrows, that made his look thoughtful. His cheeks were flat and his mouth was not very big. The type of face, that’s not like a Hollywood star’s but the kind of face, the madami you watch it – the madami you find it interesting.
“Well, when I was leaving 20 minutos ago, I couldn’t imagine such storm coming”
“Yeah, when you live near mountains, you can’t be sure about the weather for the susunod 15 minutes”
The storm got to it’s top. The wind was blowing so strong, that it broke little branches and tore the leaves on the trees, the rain was so heavy that we barely could see something in 15 meters in front of us. The guy turned on the radio and a heater system and I felt the scent of my wet hair filling the car. I was thinking about my dancing class. I was late for 10 minutos till that time and I decided to text a message to my friend, that I’m stuck because of storm. When I started, he spoke again:
“so where were you rushing, when the rain caught you?” I sent the message.
“I was rushing to my dancing class, but now I’m afraid, that I’ll be too late and too wet to dance” I smiled. “ And what are you doing here? Just sitting in the car to pick up the girl that is hiding from the rain?”
“Well, I try to avoid driving in a such heavy storm, cos it could be pretty dangerous if the puno falled and crashed me, huh?”
“Yeah, you’re right. But how did you know that the storm is coming?” I asked. It became so warm in the car, and it was so opposite to what was going out the car. It seemed like we had a little piece of world inside the car, where this angry nature couldn’t destroy the peace and heat.
“Well, I like to listen to the radio and I heard a storm warning, so I decided to find some quiet kalye and to wait for the storm to end. My name is Paul sa pamamagitan ng the way.” He smiled at me. I had a feeling that I saw him somewhere before, but I couldn’t say for sure. He was staring at me and waiting for me to answer. I shook my head.
“Umm. Sorry, I just thought that I’ve saw you somewhere before. I’m Lilian. It’s nice to meet you.”
“For me it’s pleasure to meet you too. Well, if we could escape this storm, I’d offer you to drink some hot tsokolate with me.”
“Well, I’d like it. But maybe not before my dancing class, I think”
“Oh, of course, I just don’t know these details of dancers’ diet…” We were talking and laughing, but when Paul was telling me some joke, he was interrupted sa pamamagitan ng my phone ringing. I glanced at it. That was my dancing teacher. He called very rarely – only with some emergency. I picked up immediately.
“Hello” and whispered “Sorry” to Paul.
“Lily? Where are you? I’m gonna pick you up, because I had a call – we have to prepare the dance for tomorrow. The six of you.”
“Oh, sorry, Robert. The storm caught me just in a neighborhood. I’m on a Green street.”
“Oh, God! Are you all right?! I thought, you were ligtas somewhere.”
“I’m all right, Robert. It’s just one guy picked me up on the car, so I’m OK” I felt Paul’s hand on mine. I looked at him and he whispered:
“I can drive you wherever you need” and started the engine. And I heard Rob’s words on the phone:
“Ok, I’ll be there in 3 min” and hung up.
“So, where are we going?” Paul asked ready to drive. The storm was stopping already. The rain wasn’t so heavy and the wind stopped. I noticed some people rushing down the street.
“Well, thank you very much, but my teacher is coming in 3 minutes, so….Thank you again for saving me from this angry nature. If you didn’t save me – I’d be all wet and soaking. And it was pleasure to meet you” It was so warm and comfortable sitting here with this smiling cute guy, that my body refused to move, when my teacher’s car appeared beside Paul’s.
“Lillian, can I call you in the evening?..” He reached for his cell phone and I just wanted to tell him the number, but Robert was already standing sa pamamagitan ng my door with the umbrella, waiting for me, so I had no time. I moved my hand to open the door, when Paul caught my hand and leaned closer – his face just inches apart from mine.
“It was pleasure to meet you, Lillian” he whispered and helped me to open the door.“I hope to see you again”. And then I felt fresh cold air on my skin, as I got out the car and went to Robert’s. As I got into his car, the music of our new dance hit my ears. I looked out the window, just in moment, when Paul was passing Robert’s car and waving to me. I felt a pity that I had no time to tell this sweet guy my number, but it was replaced sa pamamagitan ng hurry and tense of our dancing class. The girls were already dancing when I appeared. The class was difficult and when it ended, I was completely worn out. When I returned home, I just took a paliguan and got to bed. But as I closed my eyes, Paul’s image filled my mind: our conversation, his jokes and smile, the feeling of warms in the car. My sleepy mind was half dreaming, when I thought, that it was long nakaraan when I felt so great just talking and laughing with the guy. And after that I was asleep.