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Three Thousand Miles To You(4)



“There is no doubting it now Alanna they are really an item.”

“Sophie, don’t look over, let’s go.” As we start for the tables, I see Chace say something to Chelsea and to our dread I see him start to walk over. Before we can try move so we do not have to speak to him, he is there right next to us looking down with his eyes so blue that you think you could swim in them.

“Hello girls.”

“Hi Chace,” I hear Sophie say in a voice of total love.

“How have you been Sophie?”

“I have been okay Chace.”

“Yes considering.” I say a little harshly and Chace shifts looking very nervous.

"It’s a nice night out.”

“Yeah it is a nice night." Sophie says.

"Look Chace,” I say staring him in the eye. “Is there something we can help you with?”

“I just thought I would say hello.”

“For what reason Chace, you made it clear that Sophie is not good enough. Why do you want to say hello? You have your little trophy over there, so go back to her and don’t bother us.”

“Alanna I just… never mind enjoy the night.” He takes Sophie’s hand kisses it gently and he walks away.

As Sophie and I walk to take our seats for the speeches, I see Marco again this time he looks annoyed.

“Alanna may I speak with you?”

“On you go.” Sophie says, “I will be fine.”

“Okay then.” I say hastily.

Marco leads the way over to the side where it is quite and no one is around. “Alanna I need to ask you something.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

“Why do you hate me so much?”

“Marco I don’t hate you.”

“You certainly make it look like you do.”

“Marco I don’t hate anyone, I really don’t.”

“Why do you act that way around me?”

“I don’t feel I act any certain way around you.”

“Yes, you do Alanna, you have a problem with me and I don’t know why, I don’t feel there is any reason for it and I need you tell me why.”

“Why is it so important for me to like you?”

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Turn the question right back around to me; answer me Alanna, once and for all why do you hate me?” He says rather loud. He is almost shouting his face is red and full of anger. Why do I bother you so much Marco? I think as I look at him. Why do you need me to like you, maybe Sophie is right maybe he does like me and perhaps he is a just a little boy with a crush.

"Alanna," he says looking impatient.

“Marco maybe I do give you a hard time, but the truth is I don’t really know you to hate you. Whenever we speak it does get a little heated, maybe we are just two people that don’t get on.”

“You don’t know me?”

“Not really it’s not as if we are friends or anything.”

“Will you let me show you who I am and get to know me?”

“What?”

“I am going to Venice for the New Year with my family I would love it if you would join me.”

“You want me to go on a family trip with you, I am just after telling you I don’t know you and that’s what you say.”

“You can get to know me, I will show you my life and the real me. I’m not the fast car driving, douche bag you already know and hate.”

“I don’t hate you Marco.”

“If that’s true then come away with me. I will show you Venice, take you shopping and buy you anything you want, please, don’t say no.”

“Marco, do you realize how crazy you sound?”

“I’m not crazy, just maybe a little crazy for you.”

“Marco I’m sorry, but I can’t it’s not my nature to run off with a boy to another country.”

“Please don’t say that Alanna.”

“I am sorry really I am but no I can’t go.” He looks sad a face I have never seen (before) he takes my hand and says.

"Alanna maybe one day you will open your eyes and see me here waiting for you and that I’m the right guy for you." I look at him and I walk away.





Three



The next morning I wake and thoughts of last night are spinning round in my head, what was Marco thinking, asking me to go away with him, he is crazy. Also, I cannot get over the nerve of Chace for thinking that he could just walk over and play nice. “Alanna,” I hear Sophie say.

“I’m off into the city, do want to come?” I get out of bed and pull on my black and white silk robe. I rush down the stair to see Sophie standing there, in her tight skirt and buttoned-up blouse.

"Want to come?"