- I do not believe you! Did you accuse him of urinating the plants?

I felt my face turn as red as a dhalia. Was it necessary to repeat it? I had already recounted the events of the day before to Lia twice and she seemed to still not believe my words.

"I'm trying to erase that memory, I don't need you to yell it out."

Lia smiled and tried to speak in a whisper, without succeeding, it was obvious that emotion was flooding her.

—It seems incredible to me. And what was she like? Farmer? Handsome? To make a nun sin?

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow and tightly closed lips to keep my laugh from escaping. She always found the best adjectives when it came to a boy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to look at it in great detail." After what I told her I was ashamed to look at her face. And in our first meeting I only saw his butt. She has it very well if you are satisfied with that.

She bit her lip flirtatiously.

- Wide back?

I hesitated for a moment.

-Eh yes. And with brown hair, if that works for you.

- Wide back, nice butt and brown hair? I may not make a nun sin, but surely I do.

I laughed at her clarification.

—It's not to offend you, but I think everyone makes you sin. The weird thing would be if someone made you a saint.

She shot me a dirty look and repeated what I had just said in a mocking tone.

—Very mature of you, Natalia.

Lia snorted and returned her attention to Alan.

- And when will you introduce me?

"I don't know, according to my mother, he will be there every day, so when you come to my house you will meet him."

She squinted at me and pursed her lips.

"You don't look very excited."

I was silent for a few seconds.

- How can I be excited to see the boy I blamed for pissing like a vile drunk on a daily basis?

- I mean, you're not thrilled that I meet him.

I looked at her confused, was she trying to accuse me of something?

- What are you talking about?

- Something tells me you want it for yourself.

My eyes snapped open and my mouth gasped in surprise. Obviously I could not miss that comment from Lia, my friend still hoped that I would experience a typical teenage love.

- Are you listening to me? I haven't even gotten a good look at his face and the only words we crossed weren't very nice to say. Also, as if you don't know me, I'm not the kind of girl to fall in love that easily.

"It's okay, it's okay." Today I'm going to your house. Let's meet that gardener.

I looked at her with a frown.

"She's not a gardener, she's the flower shop clerk."

Lia held back a laugh but didn't bother to hide her smile.

- And what is she doing there?

"Take care of the plants." I spoke with an ironic voice, it was obvious that if he was watering the plants he would take care of them.

"Then he's a gardener."

I breathed in to be patient and smiled at Lia to show her that I was right. It was impossible to keep arguing with this girl.

Before classes ended, I put the envelopes in the lockers of the girls who had asked me for the plants, after that we went to my house to rest from the eternal classes.

The road to my house was fast, I was riding my bike and Lia on her skateboard, we dedicated ourselves to competing and she was victorious. When I arrived at the entrance of my house, a few seconds after Lia, I was so tired that the only thing I could think about was throwing myself into my bed, after taking a refreshing shower, of course, because my body had stopped containing the ninety percent water to let it run free through my armpits and foreheads. Before I could cleanse my face, quench my thirst, or return to a more normal skin color to my current enchanted apple hue, Alan appeared.

- Hi, Lydia.

Although I felt like the beads of sweat were outlining my cheekbones and that it could have worked perfectly as a symbol of "STOP", I turned around with a smile on my lips and greeted Alan, I was not very interested in seeing me in that state, after all, if I was going to work at home every day, I would have to get used to it.

-Hello Alan.

She shot a quick glance at Lia and returned her eyes to me.

- Won't you introduce me to your friend?

Lia was looking at him with a pale face. Either she already knew him or had been shocked by his beauty. I held my laughter when I noticed that my friend, the always dignified and flirtatious one, was looking so broken.

"Natalia, this is Alan." Alan, this is Natalia, my best friend.

Natalia recovered from her surprise and smiled flirtatiously at him.

"You can call me Lia."

I looked at her with a frown.

"No, you can't." Then I looked at Alan to make my words even clearer. "Only I call her Lia."

Alan laughed and I, once again, felt the need to be swallowed up by the universe. Why couldn't she keep her mouth shut in his presence?

"I guess I'll have to tell you Natalia, so Lydia doesn't get jealous." 

The color left my face ... Did he think I liked him too? Why did people think I would fall in love with the first handsome boy who crossed my path? To be honest in my school there were several boys who could be taken out of the magazine and I had never felt anything more than brotherly affection for them. Besides, wasn't it having too much self-respect to think that after just one meeting he would already have me at his feet? If he thought so, he was very wrong. All those thoughts flooded my mind in a second causing the over-information to force me to say the first thing that occurred to me.

- I'm jealous? I have never been jealous, I am the least jealous person there is. I am less jealous than the husband of a porn actress.

Before I could continue saying things I would regret, Lia took pity on me and led me to my room after saying goodbye to Alan with a nod. I, on the way, had continued talking about jealousy and porn actresses.

When I got to my room, Lia sat me on my bed and put her arms around her waist while she analyzed me with her powerful blue eyes. After a few seconds she spoke to me in a serious voice, too serious to be Lia.

"Okay, now explain to me what that was all about." I looked at her pretending to be confused and went over to say hello to Lazy. "Don't look at me like that." You know something's wrong, you never behave that way with boys.

"Maybe it's because I've never humiliated myself so much with a boy."

Lia raised her arms to the sky as if grateful that she had finally said something coherent. "That's why it surprises me." You are always so dignified, so serious and with Alan as soon as you open your mouth all your dignity disappears.

I glared at her before covering my head with the pillow.

"I love the way you cheer me up."

Lia sat next to me on the bed and stroked my tangled hair.

"It seems I wasn't wrong when I said you liked that gardener."

I preferred to ignore the mention of "gardener" and focused on the most important lie.

- I do not like! How am I going to like her if I met her less than a week ago? I don't even know her last name or age. Or if he is a murderer.

Natalia ignored my words and continued with her thoughts out loud.

- I always knew that you would fall in love. You couldn't be a heartless monster forever.

I sat up in bed and tried to be as serious as possible, I didn't want to keep talking about the possibility of Alan becoming more than just an employee of the flower shop.

"If you mention again that there is a small chance that I like Alan, I swear I won't speak to you again." And believe me, Natalia Castillo, I am being completely sincere when I tell you that you will never listen to me speaking to you again.

She might have been surprised to see me angry, since she wasn't usually in a bad mood, but Lia dropped the discussion. She got out of bed and changed the subject, although not as much as I would have liked.

"Well, I'll give you my opinion of Alan."

I smiled remembering her reaction when she came face to face with him.

"Well, tell me what you think."

Her gaze wandered around my room until she stopped on a pot that contained a small indoor flower, she approached it and took it to see the flower closer, took a deep breath and fixed her eyes on me.

"If Apollo were human, he would be like Alan."

I narrowed my eyes at her, somewhat confused.

-Explain yourself better.

Lia left the flower in its place, next to one of my windows, and returned to direct her steps towards me.

"That boy is a god." Did you see those eyelashes? Any girl would kill to have them. And those lips? It was impossible not to jump in to kiss them. It should also be mentioned that her honey-colored eyes and tan make her look like gold. And her hair is lighter than I expected. And finally, did you see those muscles? I can bet there were more muscles under that green shirt than biology books say.

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow, that was called a complete analysis, perhaps if she did the analysis in language like that she would not be doing so badly.

—That, in conclusion, is a "he will make me sin."

Lia was silent again and looked away from my eyes.

"Physically, yes." But it doesn't have much character.

- And how do you know that? You only spoke to him once.

-For the same. If I had more character I would have taken the initiative ... Not every day you see a girl with eyes as blue as mine and with hair as black ... Any boy would have at least tried to flirt with me. It is something natural, it is the instinct of every man.

"I think that's too much self-esteem." Maybe she just didn't like you.

Lia looked at me, closed her eyes, and then looked at me again trying to see if I was real.

"Dear Lydia, do you know of any boys who haven't tried to flirt with me?"

Despite myself I shook my head. It was true, all the boys she knew fell in love with Natalia. She was what you could say "perfection", even some teachers had had problems trying to exceed themselves, obviously they had never managed to get anywhere, since Lia had enough character to prevent anyone from taking advantage of her, but it was true that everyone the boys were fond of her.

I lay back down and tried to put Alan out of my mind. Unfortunately I did not succeed as my thoughts kept returning to her crooked smile and finally I fell asleep with honey-colored eyes in mind.