The Day I Got Lost in Boston [NC-17] *LAST CHAPTER!* 4/16/08

NotGonnaGetUs32 · **NotGonnaGetUs32**

So basically, while writing How Soon Is Now, I came up with a new idea for a fic and thought it would be cool to start another one. I've never really done anything like this. It's in Lena POV and basically what happens is that Lena is going back and talking about how she met Yulia and their whole relationship leading up to the present.

^If that makes sense, then cool. haha here's my new fic. Enjoy

Chapter 1: You Can Call Me Lena

Different?

Yeah, I guess you could say that. I was different compared to everyone else for practically my whole childhood. Kids my age spent their free time riding bikes around the neighborhood in their little groups or all gathered in one's home during a snow day playing Tekken tournaments on playstation 2 while I preferred sitting quietly in my pajamas reading a good book. It's not that I didn't find the kids my age to be nice or fun. It just seemed that they had their similar interests and I had mine.

Don't get me wrong. I did have friends. I actually had quite a few. It's just that we never had a chance to actually grow close to one another. The three of them always seemed so distant with me. They often made plans to go to the cinema or mall without even bothering to ask if I'd care to join. I later faced the fact that they weren't exactly the best choices of friends for me at that time, but they were friends, right?

Middle school, other than that wasn't so bad. I worried more on my studies rather than getting involved in those pointless weekly relationships my friends stressed over. I personally think it's rubbish..finding a random boy to go out with for what only lasted a maximum of 1 month and later becoming enemies isn't exactly my idea of a "first love." The kids my age back then always seemed so immature.

Shyness has always pretty much been a big factor in my life. A lot of people have told me that my mother babied me growing up, but you'll later find out why exactly she did that. It was for my mental health she would say. Every little girl growing up needed to receive plenty of love to live a comfortable life. She often worried about me. Whenever I was scared about something or didn't like one thing, instead of facing it, she told me the best thing to do is walk away. And stay away. So that's what I did. I got a feeling of security whenever I sat alone with my books than going out with my friends. Their main goal was to find a group of guys and impress them. But why would you want to spend a whole evening trying to impress a bunch of people who could care less about how you feel and what you're truly like on the inside?

Okay, so you're probably saying to yourself that I'm a hopeless romantic. Pretty much.
I've read far too many books concerning the myriad of relationships between two people. Personally, it was my favorite kind of story to read. I found comfort reading about two people falling in love. I often sat, my whole mind and body lost in these stories for hours on end wondering what it would actually be like to find that one special person who you can just be yourself around without having to worry about acting and feeling like a complete idiot.

So I grew up in a small catholic community my whole life. I attended private school around the same kids and together our teachers drilled into our heads the ways of the catholic church.

Joy.

So coming from such a strict family, it added on more pressure to what I did in my daily life, because everything I did not only reflected on my family, but on my community.

Oh and Jesus.

Jesus Christ. The dude on the cross.

My mom says he watches my every move.

Yeah. Freaks me out too.

Anyways.

I won't make this much longer. But I swear I'm getting to the good part, so keep listening.

Since I'm already on the topic of my family, why don't I just tell you about them?

I live with my mother and younger sister, Katya. Yup, basically it's just the three of us. My mom has never really given me an exact reason on why my dad left us. All she'll say is that he had issues to work out and it wasn't mine or my sister's fault that they split up. Oh well. I don't care. If he had issues, obviously it's a good thing my mom doesn't have to put up with it.

I think that's why my mom is so protective over us. Since my dad hurt her, she hates to see her own children hurt. Kind of sad really. I know all she wants is the best, but a little independence is kind of nice, you know?

Anyways, so that's my background. I'm just the innocent, quiet girl.

Or am I?

Ah. You see.

This whole thing has been talking about my past.

You have no idea on the present.

Truth is..there's one little thing that's basically changed my whole life.
Actually, it's someone.

She gave me hope. She gave me confidence. She showed me love.
She not only showed me how to love other people, but most importantly, she showed me how to love myself.

It's actually kind of funny how we met and how things turned out this way. I can tell you right now, my life will never be the same. But all in all, it's happened for nothing but the best. She's actually the best thing that's happened to me. She turned my whole world in a whole 360 degree angle, and she makes me the happiest girl in the world every day.

So, I'm guessing a ton of thoughts are probably running through your head right now. Am I right?

Let's back track to what started everything.

My name is Lena Katina, and it all started the day I got lost in Boston.
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Kar · **Kar**

woo!! amazing, i am most definitely going to be checking in on this fic in the future! needless to say i like it very much. i also like your writing method/style (pretty cool Smile

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omg 1st post

Lena_143 · **Lena_143**

Great start! :D

Keep it up!

:wave:
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Does ebay sell a time machine or is life just lyk an hour glass glued to the table. ...? -me

Yulia doesn't have a brain, therefore; cant have anything removed. THE END -anonymous (This person is in the witness protection program bcuz of the Yulia groupies)

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RedScouserLena · **RedScouserLena**

oh heck yes! this is off to a great start. i love the way you wrote it all Lena-ish, like its the way she would really say it if she was saying it, lol. cant wait to read the next part.

Grin

fantastic job.
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I guess I'm just like a turtle
Hidin' underneath its horny shell
But you know I'm very well protected
I know this gotdamn life too well ~ Janis Joplin

paintedfrog · **paintedfrog**

i really like it, i like the first person POV, and i love the title, sounds like a movie. lena kind of reminds me of myself, in middle school, just a little, can't wait for more.

Volkster · **Volkster**

What everyone else said! The writing style is very very good!!!

Keep it up!!!

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Thank you to Maraja for the banner and avatar

"There's love, there's hope ... for some. Hope that you'll find something worthy, that your life will lead you to some joy, that after everything ... you can still be surprised. Is that enough to live on?"

InSaIn4tATu · **InSaIn4tATu**

hey hey a excellent start and from lena's pov is very interesting Grin

look 4ward 2 the next chap

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Wish you were here .

gemini1017 · **gemini1017**

awesome. lena's pov vs. how we perceive her...me likey ^_^.
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volkova_89 · **volkova_89**

This was great ... and is just the start.
I love POV's.

It really sounded like Lena. Was she whispering all this in your ear? LOL
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Go where u wanna go .. so no one ever knows .. only what we decide .. is it gone? has it died?
Dry every tear in my eye .. u can tell me why this is our secret place .. OUTER SPACE

gemini1017 · **gemini1017**

thecadetchik · **thecadetchik**

Kids my age spent their free time riding bikes around the neighborhood in their little groups or all gathered in one's home during a snow day playing Tekken tournaments on playstation 2

Hmm. I wonder who that part is based on.. :P hehh.

Gooooooooood start sexy lips.

LOL!!!

Anwazzleee, carry it on Grin

It would be very nice of you to do so. Smile

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NotGonnaGetUs32 · **NotGonnaGetUs32**

WOAH! I don't think I've ever received that much feedback before ahaha thanks everyone! I really appreciate it! I'm glad you like the start of this story..hopefully this chapter is just as good as the first one. It's quite a lengthy chapter, but hey, it's about Lena, isn't it? *grin* So there's nothing wrong with long updates.
anyways. here's the next update and i hope you enjoy

Chapter 2: Lost

"I told you, Sergei, I can't do this anymore."

I heard the sobbing of my mom down the hallway. She was having another argument with my father. It seemed like every day lately they would bicker over the dumbest things. Pointless things. Why does it matter who's right and who's wrong? Katya and I have grown accustomed to falling asleep at night to the sound of their yelling down in the kitchen. We pretty much had no choice but to get used to it, because we had a feeling a thing like this wouldn't go away any time soon.

I sat on my bed with Katya sitting in between my legs in front of me. During times where our parents would have their daily arguments, we found out it was best to just stay out of the way. I often wonder what thoughts run through her head, whether she's experiencing the same feelings I've been feeling, or if she's too young to really understand what's going on between our mother and father. Poor girl. At times like these, in my opinion, an older sister should take care of her younger sister. She's so immature, she's still learning many things. The last thing she needs is to be raised in an uncomfortable manner. It breaks my heart over and over again to see her laying in bed at night with a frown across her face, clutching her stuffed duck while sleeping. These thoughts run through her mind, no doubt about it. And they trouble her. Just as much as they trouble me.

"Lena?" I heard her suddenly chirp. Whatever thought process I had been pondering on had now been dispersed away.

"Yeah sweetie?" I ask, moving my head slightly to study her face. Every freckle along her cheeks, her little lips, her wide, curious eyes, and of course those dimples on her cheeks.
Katya smiled. "You've been sitting there for the past five minutes without saying anything. Are you gonna brush my hair already? I want it to look pretty."

I grinned and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a gentle hug. At times like this, all little girls need love.
"I'm sorry Katya." I quickly apologized before grabbing the hairbrush that had been sitting on the bed next to my leg. I ran the brush through her thick, red hair. Just like mine, only a bit shorter. It was crazy how much we had in common, whether it was how we looked, or how we acted in general.

She sat anxiously in between my legs while I ran the brush through her hair. Her small hands ran up and down my legs impatiently. Occasionally I would look over and see her smiling ear to ear. God, how adorable. If only every other five year old in the world could look and act as cute as the girl right here. I took the elastic that was around my wrist and put Katya's hair in a high ponytail on top of her head. She loved her hair like this because she could whip the ponytail around her head like a helicopter wing.

"There we go." I said, pulling her hair through the last hole of the elastic.
Katya bounced up and jumped into my arms.
"Thank you, thank you!" she chirped.
I sat her down in my lap and brushed away some of the strands of hair that were covering her eyes. I tucked them behind her ears and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead.

"Uh oh." I muttered as I looked into her eyes. "It's..the..Lena monster!" I exclaimed.
My hands quickly started to tickle her ribs. I heard Katya shriek before closing her eyes and giggling like mad. Oh gosh, if there was one thing that drove Katya completely off the wall, it was being tickled. She was the most ticklish person I have ever known. Katya was driven into a giggling fit as my fingers danced along her ribs. This was our nightly ritual before bed. Since our parents would fight every night now, most of the time I ended up spending the night with Katya and she would end up falling asleep in bed with me. It's better than having her alone, by herself in bed.

Now tell me. Would you rather fall asleep hearing the words "I love you sweetie" by your older sister, or the incomprehensible yelling of your two parents downstairs?

I continued to tickle Katya until suddenly all fun was gone. The door of my bedroom had been swung open full force. Me and Katya pulled apart, though she was still in my arms, and we saw the most dreadful look. Standing in the doorway was our mother, bruise armed and teary eyed with lines and smudges of dry mascara around her eyes and down her cheeks.

"Girls." she managed to mutter.
"Mom?" Katya cried out.
I quickly wrapped my arms around Katya tighter and she dug her face into my chest. My little sister started to cry. The sight for her was unbearable. I could feel her small hands holding on around my waist. I looked up hopelessly at my mother and looked into her eyes. This was the end.
"I'll get the bags ready." I muttered, rubbing Katya's back softly trying to soothe her, though we all know how unsuccessful it would be.

Sometimes I get confused whether I'm acting like a caring big sister, or taking on the role of a mother toward Katya. My mother hasn't really been there for Katya or really took a change to understand her feelings especially at such a young age. It isn't her fault, I know. She's been too occupied with my father to notice. Maybe this is why I've felt it was more than necessary to make sure my little sister got what she needed no matter what.

With that, the three of us got our belongings and headed off to Boston. I had been currently living in a quiet town in New Jersey. Why my mom decided to move from the suburbs to the city? I have no idea. We bought a nice apartment in Boston right by the North End [Italian section of Boston]. It was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. I would walk outside and get empowered by the wonderful aroma of Italian cooking such as pizzas, calzones, pastas, and various desserts. I had visited Italy as a child before Katya was born, and it was one of the most glorious experiences of my life. I've always loved Italian literature. Well, Italian culture in general.

My mom turned onto the beginning of our street and slowly made her way to the front of our apartment. It was marvelous. The apartment was on a small, cute street right around the corner from the North End. I looked over and saw glossy green eyes on a small face looking dumbfounded out the window.

"Is this our new home?" she asked, swinging her car door open and running outside.
I ran after her and stood next to Katya in front of the apartment. I took her hand in mine and smiled.
"You bet." I winked.
She winked back. "I like it."
"Me too."

I helped my mother and Katya bring the boxes inside. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside. This transition wasn't going to be as hard as I thought it would be, and I know Katya would get the chance to adapt and make new friends.

"Mom?" I asked, setting the last box on the countertop in the kitchen.
"Mmhm?" she asked, pouring a glass of water with a cupcake for Katya.
"Can I go out for a little? Just a walk around?"
"Okay, but be careful. You're 15, not 25."
"Thank you."

I ran over to give Katya a quick kiss on the head and took off for the city. I walked down the sidewalk and made my way to the subway station. I know you're probably thinking, Lena the shy and innocent girl, going on the subway by herself? Hell yes. I'm not as innocent as you think. Surely I wouldn't talk to someone I don't know, but take a look around the city? Of course.

My eyes gazed down the directory of different subways that would be passing by. Silver, blue, orange, purple, and green. All color subways would be passing different locations. I noticed the silver subway said it would be stopping at Chinatown. I gasped quietly. Chinatown would be marvelous. I quickly paid for my ticket and hopped onto what I thought was the silver subway. Apparently, the male that had been sitting behind the ticket booth had misunderstood the subway I wanted and gave me green. I swear, for someone who gets to sit around all day with a job that isn't so hard, how could he mess something up like this? How do you possibly get green and silver mixed up?

Unknowingly, I boarded the green subway which was going by Fenway Park. Big mistake. I wasn't familiar with the surroundings of Fenway Park. (I'm not exactly much of a baseball fan.)
When the subway came to a hault, I took my purse and walked through the exit. There, my face froze. I couldn't feel my legs or..anything. Where was I? I had no idea I was near Fenway Park. I looked at the directory for the subway, but all of the colors were different now and went to different places than the colors before. Or maybe it was the same. I didn't know. I know I should of planned this out better than just jumping in and taking a random subway. I never even thought about finding out where I even started from. It was near the North End, but what exactly was it called? No point in getting back now. I took a deep breath and slowly counted to 10.

"Relax Lena." I told myself, "Use logic. There's no need to stress. Ask someone to help."

I slowly made my way across the town. Everything was such a blur, I had no idea where I was heading or what I could do. I reached for my cell phone but of course, I had no signal. I must have spent an hour walking around trying to figure out where I was before I looked up and read the big letters on the brick stadium that said "Fenway Park."

Alright. So I was in front of a baseball stadium. Too bad the Red Sox were out on an away game and no one was around. Just my luck. Completely hopeless, I sat down on the curb of the street. Tears poured out of my eyes. I had no idea how I would get back home. The clouds were now turning a dull, dark shade. I could tell it was about to start raining. Once again, just my luck, eh? I hugged my knees against my chest and continued to cry. I was alone. I missed my family. I wanted to go home. I was such an idiot.

My eyes sulkily glared down on the pavement of the street as I felt the first rain drops come falling down on me. As minutes passed, the rain picked up and soon it was pouring. I didn't move and my mind didn't even bother to think about anything. I had given up and just sat in misery until all of a sudden, I felt a warm jacket get wrapped around my shoulders. I immediately looked up and saw a dark figure looking down at me.

"Don't hurt me." I feebly muttered, attempting to wipe my eyes to get a better look.

Suddenly, I heard the purest laugh coming from the figure. It was a girl. My eyes could finally study her. She was wearing dark blue jeans with black boots, and a gray shirt. She had been wearing a black jacket which she must have taken off to give to me. Her laugh lightened me. It gave me a feeling of warmth I've never felt before.

"You look absolutely lost." she said. "Where you from?"

"New Jersey." I muttered, not bothering to mention I had just moved to Boston.

"Woah. You're not exactly close."

I mentally slapped myself in the face. "Well no, I mean I moved from New Jersey. I live by the North End, but not exactly sure which area. I'm pretty much lost."

"Oh right. Well, I live a few houses down. If you don't mind, you should really come back with me to get dried off." her soft voice spoke back to me.

I smiled. "I'd like that. Thank you."

She smiled and reached her hand out. I gratefully took it in mine and she pulled me up. We made our way down the street and toward her house.

"My name's Lena." I muttered.

She gave me one of the most sincere smiles I have ever laid eyes on. "That's so pretty. Russian?" she asked.

I nodded my head.

"Nice. I'm Yulia." she replied back. We walked up the steps to what I was guessing was Yulia's house. She fidgeted with the keys until finally she opened her door and lead me inside.

"Russian?" I asked with a grin.

She grinned back and nodded her head.

"Correctamundo. Now let's get you dried off, Lena."
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gemini1017 · **gemini1017**

yulia is such a sweetie Hug

but...what about lena's brother? she has one, doesn't she? a half-brother and her half-sister katya? i think his name is (ironically) ivan.
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Haley · **Haley**

Ohh, so I lied and read this just now instead of reading it tomorrow. Hehe. This is just awesomo story. Wink

Heh. Lena and her sister reminds me of my five year old sister and I.

shadow_angel · **shadow_angel**

Boston? Cool. I live like 5 minutes from there. I can so see how Lena got lost. I go on the T all the time and when I get off, I look around and go, "Alright...Now where in the hell am I?" I just always stay on the red line, that way, it's impossible for me to get lost (my town is the last stop on that line). Anyways, this is an awesome start and I like the direction its going. Keep it up.
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Κарын says: you totally rape him up the ass because its possible
Κарын says: SHUT UP I SAID ITS POSSIBLE

Κарын says: you said you swiped my panties
Lizzie says: ...
Lizzie says: Jim said that
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paintedfrog · **paintedfrog**

Lena's so caring for her little sister, how nice, i hope katya is a charactor through out the story. and yulia's pretty sweet also, hopefully she can help her find her way home, because it sucks so bad to be lost and then to get more lost until you just want to give up.

great update

Volkster · **Volkster**

Excellent!!! Lena is lucky she got found by someone like Yulia! I've never been to Boston though it's one of the places I hope to visit one day!

Thank you for the update!!!!
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"There's love, there's hope ... for some. Hope that you'll find something worthy, that your life will lead you to some joy, that after everything ... you can still be surprised. Is that enough to live on?"

thecadetchik · **thecadetchik**

THE LENA MONSTER.

haha :D

how nice of Yulia to help her out. How nice.

Heheh, and of course its already popular. You do rock you dumbass.

;)
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hey romantica · **hey romantica**

aw i love this story. Sorry, I haven't replied sooner. I just now caught up.

great story!

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volkova_89 · **volkova_89**

Aw man I hate getting lost, luckily I've never been alone when it happened. I'd freak!!

Yulia is so niiiice. and the way you write as Lena is wow.
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Go where u wanna go .. so no one ever knows .. only what we decide .. is it gone? has it died?
Dry every tear in my eye .. u can tell me why this is our secret place .. OUTER SPACE

InSaIn4tATu · **InSaIn4tATu**

NotGonnaGetUs32 · **NotGonnaGetUs32**

Woooo I seriously love all the feedback you all give me. It's amazing..thank you. I really apologize for such a long wait, I've been really busy. I know I keep saying that, but I hope I'll have more time to update. Anyways, enjoy

Chapter 3: Nothing Compares to a Quiet Evening Alone

So most of you are probably wondering why I walked off with a random stranger. Normally, I would never even think about doing such a thing, but I don't know. This time was different. The way she put her coat around me and smiled gave me a gentle and caring vibe from the mysterious girl, and I couldn't just let her hospitality go to waste. There I was sitting on the curb by myself and she was the only person who actually stopped and helped me. There aren't a lot of people like that today. My mother has always told me growing up that whenever you meet someone whether it's a girl or a boy who goes out of their own way for yours own feelings, you should hold on to that person.

But I don't know. Maybe she was just being generous. She probably just felt bad for me while walking home and didn't want to seem rude if she just walked past me without offering a helping hand. But she did. And that means she cared. She actually cared about me. Right?

"Lena?"

I heard her gentle voice call my name. I love the way she called my name with her beautiful accent instead of hearing it mispronounced endlessly by americans growing up. I was now sitting down on the couch of her living room. The moment we walked through the doorway of her house, I instantly felt comfortable and safe. The exact feeling I felt when I first looked into her eyes out on the street. I scanned the rooms that were in my eyesight. She was neat. Tidy. Everything seemed to be in its place. She had a very modern look to her house on the inside and outside. Noticing I was staring to be bit of a snoop, I picked my head up. There I saw these magnificent blue eyes twinkling right in my direction. They were the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.

"I'm not normally like this. I'm sorry." she whispered with a small chuckle.
She sat down on the opposite end of the couch I had been lounging on.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
Yulia smiled. Oh my god. If there was one thing that was just as beautiful as those eyes, it was those sparkling teeth. How did she ever manage to get them so straight and bright? I have no idea. But I wish mine were as perfect as hers.
"My parents left the other day for a business trip. They're down in Florida. They're supposed to be back tomorrow and insisted I did something good with my time and cleaned up a bit. So, I don't know if you're a cleaning freak or something.."

Yes. As a matter of fact I am. Well, it's not that I'm a "cleaning freak." I don't clean things in my free time. I just like having order.

"But I'm definitely not." she continued, "Yulia Volkova, the exact opposite really."

Yulia Volkova. What an amazing name.

"Between you and me, Lena," she added, "I'm not gonna slave away cleaning every inch of this house when I have more important things to do. So I called some cleaning maids to come clean up a bit. It's no big deal."

I reclined on her couch and listened to whatever stories she had to share. We went back and forth sharing information.

"So Yulia, how old are you?"

"Fifteen. Turning sixteen in five months oh yeah."

Strange how close we are in age.

"What about you?"

"Fifteen. Turning sixteen in two months."

"Nice."

Definitely. Was the way we could communicate easily with one another a sign that we were meant to be close? Just talking to you for less than a half hour already made me feel like we had known each other for years. The way we laughed together, joked together, and talked. After talking about pointless things, it was time to move onto some things that were not so pointless. I needed an answer for one question in particular.

"What made you stop and help me?" I asked. I found myself now immediately growing scared of an answer. Why? I don't know.

I watched her as she set the water she had been drinking down onto the table in front of the couch. She calmly scanned my face and settled on my eyes with her own. She smiled as she ran her hand quickly through her hair and let it rest on her lap.

"You were alone," she whispered. "You were crying, I wasn't just going to let you sit there. I knew something was wrong."

How sweet. She really did care. Before I got the chance to think of a good reply to that statement, she continued.

"I actually erm," she stopped to clear her throat. Yulia ran her hand once again through her hair, this time out of nervousness. "I had been standing a few feet away for a few minutes before I stopped to help you."

Yulia bowed her head in a bit of embarrassment. All I did was laugh and gently nudge her on the shoulder.

"Gee thanks, those few minutes could have saved ourselves from getting as soaked from the rain." I managed to crack out.

Odd. I'm not usually the one who can randomly bust out those humorous lines. Usually I come up with nothing. Apparently my feelings are different when I'm with Yulia. Does it mean anything? Yulia closed her eyes and laughed back. Phew, what a relief. She actually thought I was funny.

"You're funny, Lena."

Bingo.

I smiled and slid my hands under my legs to sit on. Yulia looked at them and grinned. I grinned back. Truth is, I only chose to sit on my hands to keep myself from seeming too excited by this conversation.

"You looked so sad though." Yulia continued. "I stood there and watched you cry. I didn't even know why you were crying, and didn't even know who you were, but it broke my heart to see you like that."

Once again, overwhelmed with the sweet comments. And I know they're coming straight from the heart.

"But what if I was someone dangerous?" I hit her with the question.

Yulia looked at me and rolled her eyes. She stuck her tongue out at me and gave me a smirk.

"Lena, you definitely looked younger than 17, you'd think it would be safe enough to offer a helping hand." she grinned.

I grinned back. That was such a stupid question, Lenok.

"You're right." I commented back.

Yulia suddenly moved closer to me on the couch. She sat cross-legged like a little kid. I couldn't help but laugh. She laughed too. Her hand came across my face and gently tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear. That strange feeling had returned. And I had no idea what that feeling was, or what it even meant. Yulia smiled and let the fingers of her hand gently skid across my cheek.

"You were too beautiful to let go, Lena." she whispered.

I smiled, enjoying this sudden closeness with this girl I just met. Of course, right now I'm just excited and in the moment. Why bother to think about the outcome of such a situation when you're enjoying yourself?

Without thinking, I leaned in and kissed Yulia quickly on the cheek. I wish I could have kissed her on the lips, but I barely knew her. We only had been talking for an hour. I still had so much to learn about this girl. Why was I getting these feelings? I didn't even know if she had a boyfriend. Where she went to school. What her family was like.

Please Lena, just stop leading her on. You know how mom will get if she ever found out you even thought about liking a girl. Shit. Mom. What would she do if she found out her oldest daughter liked a girl? Once again, another obstacle I'd have to cross when that moment comes. But for now, I'm safe inside this girl's home.

As I withdrew my head back slowly, I looked into her eyes. My cheeks turned the color of my hair.

"I'm sorry," I muttered. "I know that was stupid. I don't even know if you..if you have a boyfriend or.." I started to stutter.

Yulia took her finger and placed it gently against my lips silencing me.

"Lena, chill." she said.

I laughed. The way she said things like that amused me.

"Lena it's okay. No, I don't have a boyfriend, and truthfully I don't plan on having one anytime soon if you catch my drift."

I looked up at her with questioning eyes.

"Do you..like.." I started.

Yulia continued my own sentence. "Girls? Yeah I do. Don't get me wrong, I like guys as well, but I've come to the fact that most of them are all the same. All they want is to get into your pants."

I nodded my head in agreement. She was totally right. Maybe that was the reason I was so shy around them. I was just protecting myself.

"Same here." the words came right out of my mouth before I could even realize what I said.

Her eyes opened wide. "Really Lena?" she asked.

"Yes." I peeped.

She smiled. "Well then I guess I've already a chance?" she asked.

What a flirt. I've known her for less than a day and she's already putting herself out there. Well then again, I'm already there after what I did.

"I don't know," I grinned, "Wait and see."

This isn't the Lena I know. Lena, stop! You don't know her! Besides, isn't mom waiting for you? Get home. Now.

"Well," I sighed, "It's getting pretty late."

Yulia nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah it is, the time really flew by. I better be taking you home. We'll find it, Lena, don't worry. I know this city like the back of my hand."

I sighed in relief. It felt so nice to know someone who cared about me so much. I took my wet coat in my hands and watched as Yulia grabbed two coats and tossed one at me. I grabbed it and put it on while Yulia put hers on. We walked outside and sat inside her car.

"Nice ride," I giggled.

She laughed as well and ran her hands across the dashboard.

"Thanks Lena" she replied. "Alright now. Seatbelts."

I grinned as I wrapped mine across my body and clicked it. I found it funny how she made it seem like I was a bunch of 7 year olds in the backseat of her car. We drove around Boston trying to find where my new home was. While going down the streets, she told me about each location. After about a half hour of driving, we drove through the North End and I found my little neighborhood.

"Oh my god Yulia," I said, "I know where we are now!"

"Good Lena, now I won't have to see you sitting on any curbs by yourself for a while."

I grinned. She was funny as well.

By now it was about 11:00pm and I knew my mother was probably wondering where I was. Yulia walked me up to my front door and we both stood nervously and awkwardly not knowing what to do.

"Well," she ran her hand through her hair.

"Well," I muttered, as nervous as she was.

Nervous over what? I have no idea. The fact that she was one of the most gorgeous girls I've ever met? Or the fact that she thought I was one of the most gorgeous girls she's ever met? I swung my hands around by my sides, waiting for something to happen. Suddenly she reached out and grabbed my hands with her own. I stopped and looked at her, not knowing what was happening.

"I hope to talk to you soon?" she asked.

I managed to nod my head. Yes. I wanted to not only talk to her again, but see her as well.

She leaned in and kissed my cheek this time. My cheeks grew red and Yulia could tell. She grinned and stroked her thumb across the same cheek.

"Red suits you well, Lenochka. Good night."

I smiled and sadly let go of her hands. "Good night Yulia. Thank you for everything."

"It was my pleasure."

We both turned opposite directions. I suddenly turned around.

"Yulia?"

Yulia shot back into my direction.

"Yeah Lena?"

"What about your jacket?" I asked.

She grinned. "Keep it. It looks good on you."

She winked and waved back.
I turned around and opened my door. I gave her a small wave before closing the door. The moment I got inside, I supported my body against the wall with my back and let myself slide slowly down to the floor. I ran my hands through my hair as a million questions flooded through my mind at once.

What was I feeling?
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paintedfrog · **paintedfrog**

aww, that was cute, she is falling so fast, i guess it's meant to be, or love at first sight or something. i hope lena doesnt get lost trying to find yulia house, if she trys to go back.

great update

volkova_89 · **volkova_89**

Yulia is a keeper!! Grin

Ahhh Lenaa you're falling in love .. don't you get it?? hehehe
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Haley · **Haley**

Le gasp! You updated it already?! Gah. Guess I was too busy digital painting.
Aww how sweet.
Loved it.

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Florida eh? Hah!

Volkster · **Volkster**

I think fate has worked its magic and two people that normally wouldn't meet have now made a beginning!!! The chapter was excellent!!

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InSaIn4tATu · **InSaIn4tATu**

something tell's me they will see more of each other Wink

...a wonderful update keep it up

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thecadetchik · **thecadetchik**

BAHAHAHAHAHA

"Red suits you"

Thats a funny line right there.

:D Hehe

good updateee!! and it wasnt that long since you last updated! you nerd. Smile

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hey romantica · **hey romantica**

aww. That was really great. Once again you've managed to make them
so adorable together! great update! Grin

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gemini1017 · **gemini1017**

love at first sight...how sweet! Love

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Kar · **Kar**

wow, that last chapter was adorable Grin

aww i agree, yulia is a keeper! (maybe i should get lost on boston hahaha..)

NotGonnaGetUs32 · **NotGonnaGetUs32**

thank you SO MUCH everyone for feedback.

Chapter 4: All Mixed Up Feeling Cornered and Rushed

Alright. I already know what you're all saying.

Lena what are you doing? You barely know this person. They aren't feelings at all.

But if you were in my position right now, you'd feel the same way. I have no idea why my body took control over my brain and just did whatever it wanted to do around Yulia. I had no control over my mind and actions. Have you ever met that one person, where the first moment you talk, you know there's sparks? You instantly hit it off in almost the first 10 minutes and feel like you've been best friends for ever. That's exactly how I feel right now.

I just returned back from my indescribable day. It doesn't happen frequently where you go to take a nice walk and end up in some stranger's house. These thoughts were running through my head as I ran up the stairs to my bedroom. My mom and Katya had lined my boxes full of belongings in the corners of my room. Of course, I didn't even bother to start unpacking at this time of night. Katya was probably sleeping and my mom was probably just as tired as we all were. I walked over to my bed and collapsed on it. I sprawled across the whole thing and closed my eyes. Why couldn't I stop thinking about this girl? There's something different about her.

I wonder how long I actually pondered over her. The way she laughed with me, the way I could be myself around her. It wasn't like any of my friends I have now, and I only knew her for how long? No more than a few hours? I glanced over at my alarm clock. I also noticed my mom must have started unpacking a few of my boxes. She had my makeup all arranged on my dresser along with some photos, books and of course my alarm clock on the nightstand next to my bed. How thoughtful. It was midnight. Well, 12:02 to be exact. The time sure flew. Once again I laid back on my bed and folded my hands under my head. I couldn't help but think what happened today.

Yulia Volkova. This mysterious girl that just randomly popped into my life. Is it a sign of something significant? Or am I just paranoid? I mean..it's just a girl. It's not like she's Jesus or something..

..

Anyways. There's something different about her.

Like why she was driving when she was 15?

My eyes shot open as I let that fact sink into me. I was just in a car with a 15 year old and didn't even do anything. I didn't even realize. Am I stupid or what? I had to talk to her. Like now. And I could care less whether it was past midnight or not. I needed answers. This girl was driving me insane. My hand stretched across the bed to the night stand and tried to find my phone. It wasn't there.

Great job Lena. You've been home for let's see..almost 20 minutes and you misplaced your phone already. Real smooth.

I creeped over to my door and slowly opened it. My mom would seriously kill me if she knew I was still up at this time. She isn't exactly what I would call "laid back" and would basically flood me with questions on why her daughter was up past midnight. Knowing her, she'd probably assume I had just returned home and probably spent the last few hours with, I don't know, a boy? But that's where she'd be wrong of course.

I inched my way down the stairs and there I saw my cell phone glowing on the glass table in front of the television. Nice, I didn't even notice the television was set up while I was out. I must have thrown my cell phone unknowingly during my little moment of hysteria. I noticed the little screen of my phone was lit up, slightly illuminating its surrounding area in the dark room. Someone must have been calling me..thank god it was on silent, or else the ringing would of filled the house and woken everyone up. I picked up my phone and examined the screen. It said unavailable.

'Okay, so who's calling me at midnight?' I asked myself.

Then I realized Yulia never gave me her cell phone number. I had asked her to exchange numbers and I gave her mine..but I never got the chance to ask her what her number was. Once again, stupid move Lena. But still, why would Yulia even call me at this hour? The phone lit up..she was calling me again. I answered.

"Hello?" I whispered, afraid to wake up anyone.

"Lena?" I heard from the other end.

"Yulia?" I asked.

"Yeah, hey." she said casually.

I laughed. "Any exact reason why you're calling me in the middle of the night?"

"I can't sleep." she muttered on the other end.

Funny how we just met and already felt a connection to talk like best friends.

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just can't."

Should I tell her I felt the same way? Or would it just make things awkward? I can't just say I was up thinking about her and only her.

"Aw I'm sorry," I whispered, "You should still try though."

"Yeah I guess," I heard her mutter. Her voice sounded almost disappointed in something.

"Hey, would you like to hang out tomorrow?" I asked.

"Yeah that would be great."

"Yulia, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"You know how you said you were 15?"

"Yeah."

"Why did you drive me back home even though you're under age for a license?"

She didn't speak for a few seconds.

"Lena, it's not that I don't have a license."

I didn't understand what she said. I could tell that she knew I was confused, so she kept going.

"My dad is a drivers ed teacher."

I couldn't help myself as I let out a small giggle. I could feel her smile on the other end.

"Shut up. Anyways, I already got my permit and can get my license once I turn 16, but my dad already tested me and said I can drive the car in what ever case of emergency. So.."

"Okay, good point. Great way to redeem yourself." I laughed.

She laughed too. "So what time do you wanna hang tomorrow?"

I had to think about it. How would I tell my mom exactly how I met Yulia? And she would obviously need me to help unload boxes with Katya.

"I have no idea."

"Nice Lena, nice."

"Well, it's just that I just moved here, and my mom and my sister will need me to help unload boxes and arrange everything, you know?

"Yeah. Do you need any more help? I could stop by tomorrow and give you guys a hand."

I thought about it. We could use all the help we could get. "That would be great."

"Sweet. I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Okay, try getting some sleep Yulia."

"You too, Lena."

"Goodnight."

"Night."

I hang up my phone and took it with me upstairs. I tossed it onto my night stand and once again collapsed on my bed, thinking even more about this girl I would see once again tomorrow. I would explain my story to my mom, but leave out the part that I got lost. If she ever found out I was lost in the city, she'd never let me leave the house again. I'll tell her that Yulia was a girl I met while walking through one of the parks. We sat down, talked, and instantly hit it off as friends. My mom would totally believe me. As I closed my eyes and readied myself to fall asleep, I couldn't help myself as I felt a pang of guilt. I've never really lied to my mom before. We've always had a close relationship. Maybe since I'm so shy, I don't trust myself to keep a straight face if I ever would dare to lie. But this time I had to. I didn't really have a choice. I cleared all thoughts out of my head except for what was to come later on.
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hey romantica · **hey romantica**

aw. well, i'm sure Lena will work something out.

Yulia and Lena are going to hangout again. I wonder what's in store.

great update!

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thecadetchik · **thecadetchik**

OMG LENA.

JUST TELL HER. Goddd, honestly, some people. LOL, Honesty is the best policy (I dont know what that means but yeah.)

LOL

and, who doesnt drve when they are 15?

And me? Well. I drive a carrot mobile.

Its pretty fun, but i come out smelling like a carrot all the time, and my hair turns ginger..
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Volkster · **Volkster**

I get where Lena is coming from, wanting to lie to her mom and all but is it necessary?? And she should probably tell Yulia she's is going to lie otherwise Yulia might mention the fact of how they met!!!

Thank you for the update!!! Keep it up!!!
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Kar · **Kar**

oouu thats a good point volkster. wow i would be stolked if i was lena. freaking. stolked. i wonder what they'll be like, i (hopeully) forsee a day full of teasing each other, and perhaps a little more? Grin

InSaIn4tATu · **InSaIn4tATu**

Yulia is a cool mate n lena sure lucky that yulai foundher when she got lost Grin

look like lena is falling for yulia already ....a splended update keep it up

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gemini1017 · **gemini1017**

lena's so cute when she's clueless about her own feelings.
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paintedfrog · **paintedfrog**

i can see why lena needs to lie, but she has to be careful to cover all her tracks, and tell yulia about it. other then that it's cute how she can't stop thinking about her.

great update

BeatsOfDrums · **BeatsOfDrums**

I really like this story.

It was so predictable that Yulia would call Lena. Because she showed the same feeling towards Lena from the very first time they met.

Sweet update...

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