It was night. I was sitting close to the opened window to feel the wind on my skin and face. All the streets were silent and calm. No one was going to walk there. I didn't know if the next day had already started. Without looking at my watch, I was going out of the house. I wished the cool weather could help me to chill out at least a little bit.

I called Eva on the phone to ask her whether she wanted to go out with me. She wasn't hanging up for long and I was almost about to click the 'end' button. In a second I heard her tired voice. I guessed she was sleeping.

"Wake up," I said. "What about hanging out with me? I need to talk to someone."

Eva still seemed exhausted and even sad as I considered. Then I felt guilty for calling so late. Was I bothering her that much?

"Sophie, listen. I'm always ready to talk to you, but not now."

"What do you mean?" I wondered. "Girl, you never refuse me to hang out at night. What's wrong now?"

"Oh," she answered, "I'm just thinking of the next day of studies. The headmaster was so nervous today, saying that each of us would have to attend tomorrow. He said it was something great and unusual. He looked weird, but we all promised to come. You need to come too."

"I don't remember that," I told the truth.

"You were out at that moment."

"You're right. So, when and where should we attend?"

"Tomorrow, in the hall, after the third lesson. All freshmen are to come."

I was wondering what it could be.

"Do you know what it is related to? Why does he want to hold the meeting?"

"The coming concert, I guess. Maybe something will not be ready on time and he is looking for help from the design faculty. I also know he will invite the teacher to this event, who holds all the rehearsals. I have no idea why she should come."

"So intriguing, Eva. I'm a little bit scared."

"Me too. Come back home and sleep until the next morning. You won't have time to relax, okay?"

"Agree with you, but give me your word to hang out with me later."

"You have it."

The conversation was ended and I was upset that I had to return home. I was praying in order not to let my mom notice me. I was thinking of Daniel. The fact that he was going to study at our college could be just someone's stupid gossip. I felt annoyance inside when I thought about him. Did I really want that guy to return back? I had to ask myself, but even I didn't know the truth. It was complicated. It sent chills up and down my spine, but I hoped it was because I was feeling cold in the street.

Well... What if not? I would have to find something, which would help me to stop being concentrated on the guy who easily changed my whole life. I hated him, but still had a warm feeling inside. It was driving me nuts and I couldn't forgive myself for it.