Chapter 1
On the Friday of the penultimate week of high school, Grayshelle is in her white science lab coat, striped in colors with the names of her classmates, and inside the school. She smiles when Roberto, who is two years younger than her and starting high school, approaches her and asks her permission to leave her name inside her robe. She hands him her pen and Roberto tells her that it’s not really necessary.
— If you allow me with my marker, I want to leave you a beautiful typography. When she listens to him, she smiles at him curiously. She lifts her shoulders quickly showing that she doesn’t care. I want to be special!
Greysh, as some of her friends have written on her robe, feels flushed. “Close to her heart is my chest” she intelligently thinks that this is a rather shameful place. She looks around her and he smiles with a slight opening on the right side of her mouth. The teeth there shine. There is masculine mischief and she is somewhat embarrassed. Her cheekbones are flushed. She watches the tip of the marker as he removes the cap from it. It is not one of the fine ones. It is a thick tip. She imagines that as she draws the letter of what he wants to write she will feel the softness of her chest. She cannot take any longer and she expresses:
— Do not be late. I’m waiting. “However, that was not what he wanted to say. She wonders what’s going on. “Why I say that?”
The school bell rings and you can see the reflection of the shadow on the main pilaster that bears the name of the school. A shadow on the wall reflects a girl who is walking, with her hair somewhat straight but disheveled. She’s gentle, slow and patient, though she can hear her footsteps from her.
— Hey! How pretty that girl looks.
— She looks like something out of a fairy tale, she looks at her hair.
— Wow if I had that hair! - says one of the girls.
— It can’t be accidental. She has my eye color. The other boy answers.
You can see her bright emerald green eyes. Soft white skin and very brown hair.
Roberto, the young man whose eyes shine when he sees her, begins to narrate:
— This pretty young lady from third year of high school is the cause of all my emotions. Sometimes silly, sometimes funny. She is too beautiful even under her clothes. — In her chest her heart begins to beat and her eyes become very bright.
That’s how it is now, it’s almost the end of the course for her, not yet for Roberto, who leaves almost a month later. And he has his marker in hand. He directs it against her chest and writes softly. She keeps one eye open and the other closed. Her cheeks turn tomato red and all her friends look as Robertito, as they know him, touches her breasts with the tip of the marker.
A few days later, after getting out of the shower, she looks in the mirror and sees that she has a small spot on the top of one of her breasts. She blinks surprisingly with her mouth shut tight.
Hours later, Greysh runs on the sidewalk of the shopping plaza. sing to her friend.
- !Kendall! I’m here!
Kendall Olivares, is Greysh’s best friend, with green hair almost to her neck, dark and round eyes but with a frown, somewhat angry, in a green dress and dark shirt, she yells: — Late as always! idiot!
They walk together, when Kendall claims once more:
— You must be more cautious for the next one.
Greysh, gets a little angry.
— Why did you ask me to accompany you?
— Don’t be angry anymore?
— Get angry? - You express her. she turns like this.
— I asked you to accompany me to take advantage of the day to see the underwear offers.
Kendall’s eyes light up and tear up with excitement. What she likes most in her life is to collect how many underwear. She had mango, light blue, red, crimson, pink, red, even a couple of turquoise, the color of her preference.
The car traffic light turns red and forcefully stops all passing cars. Kendall washes her hand behind her back as she walks with her friend on the zebra.
— The only colors I don’t have yet are white... I don’t have black panties either.
A boy walks behind her and hears such a word. — They are the most common colors. Black. My sister wears black to travel and to work some days. My sister has almost all of her underwear in white.
For the girls hearing it makes them feel ashamed.
Kendall yells, “This always happens when I’m out with you!”
— It is the city where we live, everyone has ears.
— My sister shops at the “Miss Z” boutique, there are lots of offers there.
!What a coincidence. It is the same as they will go! Kendall is blushing, however not our Greysh. She discovers that the boy is mischievous when he talks, but he doesn’t express himself as morbidly as she initially feared.
“But it’s a girl thing,” Greysh declared with a smile.
“I understand,” says the boy. — but I dare say the white suits her perfectly.
Greysh I only hear a plash!!! Very strong and fast. Next for the boy to fall to the ground, bending his leg to the knee and the sound of his whole body falling is terrible.
Greysh puts his hand to his mouth.
- Ouch how painful! - expresses the boy can barely sit down. — Nahuel, nobody hits him!
He got up and left.
They arrive at the boutique, where Kendall goes crazy over the pieces on sale.
— Look, there are pastel colors, pure, red, black, white...
When they leave with the purchases, Kendall smiles when she sees the promotional books in the bookstore. She finds a novel that she has always wanted to read. Greysh waits at the bottom of her, where her feet are. In that a boy arrives who watches her and suddenly falls. The boy tries to help her, but what he manages is to hold her butt and she blushes with embarrassment. She turns from pink to tomato red and screams horribly as she constantly punches the boy. A plash!!! in her face.
— Now will you hit all the boys who come near you?
There was no more beautiful woman than the hipster Grashelle, despite the fact that she had small breasts, her hips were wonderful, since she was fifteen years old she began to have wide hips, thus being a woman of sensual attractiveness for any boy . It was during her second year of high school when she met Gustavo Sandino, the best student in the class group. Grashelle likes Gustavo, a white boy with brown eyes and bouffant hair that is shaved on the sides. As soon as he leaves school, he takes his bicycle that has a small bell and leaves. Grashelle can only listen to the distance of the bell. She sighs and feels emotions when she stops seeing him. She takes the bus that arrives towards the city center and then boards another one in the small terminal, but a young taxi driver of about 23 years rushes out of the car and manages to pull her hand.
— What’s wrong with you, Hemsworth!
— I was waiting for you at the Academy and I didn’t see you.
— I didn’t want you to find me!
— But we are here!
The bus driver asks the boys to make up their minds quickly because he must move on.
Hamsworth takes Grashelle and leads her to the cab. For some reason the bus driver feels strangely malicious and does not move forward, nor has he closed the entrance door, although there is no one boarding. She watches and goes down to check some wheels, simulated looking back where the young man pushes the girl into the taxi. She drops a small bag and he insists that he not move. He takes the wheel and they go from there at high speed, the bus driver runs to where the wallet is located, opens it, reads the important documents. He is surprised. She is a girl born in the year 2007. She runs to the bus and speeds up, barely crossing the traffic light when she was about to change, the traffic officer that she supervises from a corner, is malicious because of the behavior of the bus and decides to follow her. Some passengers at the next stop get up to stop the bus and it passes by. The police officer stops at the stop.
— Do you need that transport unit?
— Yes sir officer! - they declare together and one expresses: - but he didn’t want to stop them.
The officer takes his cell phone and photographs the license plate number and unit number.
Hemsworth goes into the tunnel and the bus can’t get in there. It is a private route, not a collective one. She stops before reaching the next stop and a police mobile unit comes up to the transport.
— Sir, can you park closer to the stop please!
- As you order, sir officer!
The officer who is in the co-pilot observes his partner who is driving and who asked the bus driver for the order and says: -He acted strange according to the description but he seems decent.
- They are all like that in the beginning that you talk to them McFly.
