There are days when you just want to do paper airplanes, bad movies and scratch below the clothes are usually called on Sundays, and Worst of all they are the ones that surprise you on a Tuesday when the patio.
Marta has fled in the early hours of class, when I first saw Paul behind Vera as a lapdog and receive Reinón look of it, have entered like vomiting and has asked the teacher if he could go to the bathroom. Obviously, it has become, by contrast, has slipped through the broken door of the stairs of the gym and ended up rising to the roof of white gravel of the institute. From there, Martin has had more than two hours to think about how to get back at her.
And surprisingly, it has been found very imaginative. However, little by little, as his anger was messing with his mind, Martin has been calming down and realizing that if Paul has chosen to be with her, is totally logical, and has continued to make paper airplanes with all the letters he wrote yesterday, but flying little wind that day and stay perched, crawling over the rocks jump from the roof. In fact, any kid would rather be with her. And continues to make paper airplanes with love letters.
However, over the anger and jealousy to think of them together, kissing, Marta feel pain until then unknown, and released another plane falling almost to his feet, is the uncontrollable desire of Paul to touch her, kiss her, in short, you lie. And do not understand, does the same plane, launched it and still fly, how can it have become so stupid as to tolerate such disregard?
But certainly, if Paul climbed at that time the roof, she would leave the plane at hand and I would ask please that nothing matters, not give explanations, he does not want excuses, that will support the share, but ... please ... not leave her alone. Marta is heard and is not thought to herself, but continues to airplanes with love letters.
I wish he went up, he tried to lie and that at least, yielded to his feet, allowed the opportunity to fight for their love kisses from this bitch, throw another plane that flies; think pushed down and hit the stairs, think about fainting at his feet and die in your arms to always regret all the pain that made you so you never can be with her, think ... think there is something in this poor guy who tells you to keep trusting in him, that it would even see him locked her in a bathroom.
At that time sounds a sms on your mobile, as she wants, is he, who has since noted that she is swearing up there while making paper airplanes.
De Paul: "I wanted to talk to you but you're gone. Do not leave me another way to stop. Cuidate mucho."
Marta presses her lips as if to get the water to tears biting, stands on the roof, down there all play in the yard, is close to the ledge is too high suddenly a gust of wind goes through the roof, pushing Marta raising the arms, as in a moment of magic their planes take off swirling around the sky and flooded the yard like a flock of letters sent with love for her arms crossed.
From below, every recess can see Marta on the ledge, as if to be a bird flying and hundreds of letters flying planes and falling like tears on the floor of a school playground. Paul, who eats lunch alone, is also surprised by the rain of aircraft and collected, removed, ask, start, recovered from the trash ... all I can, without knowing really why you're doing, why it causes pain pleasure of it.
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