Active Saturday

"Summerville beach, you can do things like stick your toes in the sand and listen to the sound of the waves plus the sea breeze. It's very relaxing"

 I suggested the beach to Eve because I know a very good place, where I used to spend time. She's not from here and I think the beach will suit her to get to know Summerville better. After all, Eve only got here a month ago and she shouldn't have had time to tour the town.

"Mm, I don't know, at this time of year there are many people on the beach because it is a tourist town"

 Eve looks unsure.

"Sure, but I know the perfect place to watch the sunset without anyone bothering us. I'm telling you Eve, it's beautiful to see it from the beach"

 I saw Eve's eyes flicker, she's unsure about going because of the amount of people, but she wants to go. That's why she helps her.

"If you say so, then let's go. But I can only go on Saturday because my sister works weekdays. So you can come that day and I'll show you my room too."

 Eve speaks enthusiastically, it seems that she already wants it to be Saturday. I wrote down this date Saturday evening in my mind.

After seeing Eve's enthusiasm, I see that she is holding a sketchbook with a color picture.

"Is that your sketchbook Eve? Let me see?"

 I see that Eve is hesitating a bit, that's why she was going to tell her that she doesn't need to show it to me...

"Here you go, just don't make fun of my drawings. I'm just a beginner"

 Eve handed me the sketchbook and looked at me shyly. She decided to trust me in the end to let me see.

 Note that she never shares her drawing to anyone at school, shielding it from everyone's view or saying it's nothing. She even rejected me before when I asked her.

This makes me feel warm in the heart for the trust that he is giving me, Eve was one of the few people who was kind to me all this time, more so now that she was depressed by the death of my father. I feel gratitude towards Eve, she is a good girl.

 I shifted my view from Eve's cute flushed face to her notebook or she might be embarrassed and take it away.

"Wow! This…this is amazing Eve. Did you do this as a hobby? They look like professional drawings because your drawings look so real, with the correct use of colors and lines. I feel like I see an image of Supergirl instead of a beginner drawing"

 I was really impressed and did not hold back my praise. Is this something a girl can do just as a hobby?

"Thanks Fabri, your opinion means a lot to me, but… but it's not as good as you say. Besides, the girl in the drawing is my sister and I see her as a Supergirl because she always helps me when I need her and when I don't too"

Eve runs her hand through a strand of hair and moves it behind her ear as she speaks humbly. She looks a bit embarrassed as I take a sketchbook from me. Seriously, how can she be so cute?

"You've liked it for a long time, I mean drawing, if you started doing it a long time ago"

We found a common topic to talk about her and I want to know more about her.

"She began to like drawing when she was little, when she saw her sister studying to be an artist, but over time, she changed her mind...

Eve is silent for a moment.

"...I thought you wouldn't tell me, after all this is something very personal"

Eve told me about her past and how she views her sister. She makes me happy that she talks this way with me, but why does she trust me? I've always been nice to her but I don't remember doing anything significant.

"..."

"...since I came to this school, I have always been withdrawn and antisocial or everyone considered me weird because of my actions or for not speaking. But Fabri, you were different and you always talked to me even if it was simple greetings or helping her clean the blackboard and so on. Your kindness and companionship is something that I really…need."

Eve didn't speak for a while as she gazed thoughtfully at her sister's drawing. But when she spoke, her voice was low, she pressed the notebook tightly against her chest, and her shoulders trembled.

She already thought it would be something like that although before I thought it was unlikely because those actions were very small, but the small interactions day by day earned Eve's trust.

"Don't worry… you not only have your sister, you also have me, okay?"

He touched Eve's head, but she didn't move. I have no idea what she thinks, but if I'm not mistaken it's her parents who died in a car accident recently. I still feel my father close and it hurts me to think about it. Eve has to endure double the pain because she lost both her parents at the same time. At least she has her sister and I have Debbie and Diane. But I want to be that second person that Eve also needs to overcome her pain, maybe that will help me too.

"Do you miss San Francisco?"

I try to change the subject so she doesn't think about that pain so much. Let's try to talk about the city where she lived before, which is several miles from here. To awaken good memories in her.

"I didn't have any friends there, so I don't miss leaving school. But it wasn't the city I miss either, it was more the restaurants with good food open 24/7. We always went together…"

The hair on Eve's forehead covered her eyes, silent tears sliding down her cheeks. I think she screwed up, it seems that everything reminds her of her parents.