Lucky

“Don`t let the noise of others` opinions drown out

your own inner voice”.

Steve Jobs

I

Cole came home after another bad day at school.

If only anyone could imagine how much he hated school and his classmates! Cole often asked himself: “Why are teenagers such idiots?” Every time the boy saw his age-mates he thought that human beings were as primitive as animals. All that his classmates did was playing computer games, partying, showing off with the expensive stuff their parents had bought them. Cole wasn’t that kind of a person. He was different. “Don’t humans have another goal in life? A meaningful one…”

At home Cole had lunch and went to his bedroom. He closed the door though there was nobody at home except him. He just liked to feel a bit isolated from the rest of the world. He needed it to have the possibility to concentrate. He was going to play the guitar. Music was his passion. It gave him freedom and confidence, the very things he often felt lack of.

Cole tried to stay focused, touched the strings, and then started playing. At first, he practiced some familiar tunes. A few minutes later improvisation began. Cole played on and on. Eventually, he got lost in Astral. You know, when you forget about everything around you and nothing else matters, just music. Music was his friend and support.

Cole closed his eyes and the whole thing started to seem like a meditation. Deep breath, confidence, solitude…

His phone rang. “Damn! Who’s this?” Cole sighed and looked at the screen of the phone. That was Jacob.

“Hey, bro!” Jacob sounded cheerful as usual. “What’s up?”

“Well, I was just playing,” Cole replied.

“Fine! How about joining the French speaking club at 6? I need a partner.”

“You know, I would go but I don’t want to. I just can’t stand those stupid dialogues the tutor makes us learn by heart. I find it useless.”

“Okay, okay. I see. I just wanted to check if you were alright.”

“Yeah, I’m doing well.”

“Ok, see you later!”

“Take care!”

Cole checked all his socials. No notifications, no messages. He had 122 followers and 563 followings. There were rock musicians, businessmen, some life coaches (those who taught how to become successful and confident), and schoolmates among his subscriptions.

Two days before Cole uploaded a photo of his guitar. He got 14 likes. Cool, right? He knew he wasn’t popular. Why was it so hard to find a soulmate? He just wanted to have some like-minded people to share ideas, songs, dreams. Cole’s best friend Jacob was a cool guy, very energetic and optimistic. But the two friends were totally different, even opposite.

Jacob was a leader of every event in school and, of course, a favourite of all the girls and teachers. He was a handsome mulatto, well-built and sociable. He had good manners and a sense of humour.

Jacob knew everyone and everyone knew him. It seemed that the guy was the embodiment of success. Cole felt lonely sometimes, though he knew he had Jacob there for him all the time.

You may wonder how it could be possible that they were best friends. Well, life is unpredictable.

Vocabulary

human being n человек

age-mate n ровесник

show off v хвастаться

stuff n вещи

goal n цель

meaningful adj значимый

lack n недостаток

eventually adv в итоге

familiar adj знакомый

upload v загрузить

like-minded adj одинаково мыслящий

embodiment n олицетворение

unpredictable adj непредсказуемый

II

The next day Cole was late for literature class. His first intention was to skip the whole lesson, but literature was one of his favourite subjects. He was keen on reading. That lesson’s topic was “One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest” by Ken Kesey.

“Why are you late?” asked Mr. Johnson.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Johnson, I overslept.”

“Take your seat and get ready to answer.” Mr. Johnson didn’t like being interrupted.

Cole got to his seat and Mr. Johnson continued his speech about decreased interest in reading among young people.

Ivy, the girl who always irritated Cole for some reason, agreed with the teacher. “Reading lets you understand life better”, she said.

“That girl always speaks up and often criticises others,” Cole thought. “ Why is she that arrogant?” However, Cole agreed with her idea.

But Nate, the noisiest and the rudest guy in the group, confronted Ivy. He wanted to hurt her. Ivy was an attractive young girl. She had long chestnut hair and hazel eyes. In addition, she was smart.

“Hey, Ivy, have you listened to ‘We don’t need no education?” Nate tried to make a joke. The group of his mates laughed. Ivy looked at Cole.

The boy couldn’t stay out of it: “Hey, Nate, you’d better read some books!”

“Nobody asked you, loser!” Nate replied and his squad laughed again.

“What a loser,” somebody whispered.

Cole looked at Ivy. She sighed and turned away. Cole felt so bad and humiliated. The situation was that offensive because he himself thought that he was a loser. Cole should have said something, but he didn’t. It wasn’t easy.

After classes Cole was waiting for Jacob. He was sitting in the hall when Ivy appeared in front of him.

“So, how are you?” she asked.

Cole stayed silent for a while. Why did she ask? What a surprise! Ivy herself talked to him!

“I’m…, I’m alright.”

“You should not pay attention to those idiots.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Ok, see you,” Ivy left.

“Mm-hmm… Well, not bad,” Cole thought to himself and chuckled.

He was immersed in his thoughts when somebody patted him on the shoulder. Cole turned around and saw Jacob.

“Hey, buddy, what’s up?” Jacob winked at Cole.

“Ah, it’s you.”

“Who else could it be?” Jacob smiled slyly.

“I don’t know…” Cole replied mysteriously.

“What is it?”

“Nothing. So, what are you doing tonight?”

“Well, it’s Thursday today. So, I have a journalism course at 4. After that I have a training session. I’m getting ready for the competition which will be held next week.

“Swimming?”

“Yes. You know, I have to take part in such kinds of contests because I’ll get closer to becoming a Master of sports.

“Sounds tough.”

“Not at all. I enjoy it!”

“It looks like you don’t have any free time “.

“No,” Jacob laughed. “I’m free on Saturday after 5 o’clock. Do you want to hang out together?”

“Of course, I do! I’ve been waiting for it since last month! Will you find some time for me in your schedule?”

“Ha-ha! Don’t exaggerate! By the way, what have you been up to, bro?”

“Nothing special, you know. Yesterday my cat bit me. Today all the group laughed at me because Nate called me a loser. So, same old. Just my normal life, but…”

“What?”

“No, nothing.”

Jacob stared at Cole. They had known each other for many years. They were good friends. Cole was an introverted and shy boy. Such people are always sincere. Jacob noticed a slight change in his behaviour, but he couldn’t get it.

“Ok, fine. I’ve got to go. See you tomorrow!”

“Take care!” Cole replied and headed home.

Vocabulary

intention n намерение

skip v пропускать

oversleep v проспать

interrupt v прерывать

decrease v уменьшаться

irritate v раздражать

speak up v высказываться

arrogant adj высокомерный

stay out v оставаться в стороне

squad n отряд

humiliate v унижать

chuckle v хихикать

immerse v погружать

pat v похлопать

exaggerate v преувеличивать

III

Cole couldn’t stop thinking about the situation that happened at school. Why did Ivy talk to him? She always seemed to be a little proud and judgmental. She also didn’t make friends with other girls. Ivy was new to the school, but she didn’t even try to find friends.

The thing that irritated Cole was that Ivy wasn’t afraid to speak out. She didn’t fear to say her point of view even if there was nobody to support her. Cole didn’t act like that. He doubted that anyone would be interested and, therefore, kept his opinion to himself. Deep down inside Cole knew he liked independent people like Jacob and Ivy. Maybe he envied them. Cole felt ashamed, but it revealed his weakness. So, he could work on it.

Now Cole was curious about that girl. Poor boy spent three hours trying to find her page on social networks. He tried all possible nicknames he could come up with. He failed. Then he asked all his friends (all three of them). Dylan, his classmate, was subscribed to her account. “But there’s nothing interesting,” he said.

“Ok, let’s see.” Cole opened Ivy’s page. There were only 6 posts. The first one was made more than two years ago. It showed Ivy’s photo where she was standing near the sea and looking at the sunset. She was wearing a nice dress. Cole almost felt the warmth of that day. Summer breeze was waving Ivy’s hair and touching something deep inside Cole’s heart.

In the second post Ivy shared a list of her favourite books. “That’s intriguing,” Cole thought. He found “The Count of Monte Cristo” by Alexandre Dumas and “Vol de nuit” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry in the list.

“Ahh, French again,” Cole sighed. “Ok, maybe I should start learning it, or, at least, read some French books.” The third one was “The Lost World” by Arthur Conan Doyle. “Oh, this one is really worthy. I love it!” Cole was into reading science fiction stories.

The next post presented a short video where Ivy was trying to play the guitar. The location was tagged – Lake Michigan. It was a kind of a camping with a few tents and a campfire. Ivy pretended to be a rockstar that was hilarious and cute. She was laughing and singing. She looked free and careless – very attractive…

“Dinner's ready!” Cole heard his mom’s voice. “Ok, I’m going to see the rest later,” Cole switched the phone off.

“How are you, son?” Cole’s mother asked when he appeared in the dining room.

“Everything’s alright. How’s your work?” His mother owned a flower shop.

“Ahh, plenty of work! I think I’ll need your help tomorrow. Are you free after school?”

“Sure.”

“Great! You can also bring your friends with you.”

Cole liked the flower fragrance that he could smell from his mother. Her name was Sheryl. She had dark hair, green eyes. Cole looked a lot like her. He had green eyes too. Sheryl was always positive and sensitive. Cole adored her. She was an example of a woman for him.

After dinner the boy had to do some household chores and forgot to investigate Ivy’s page. Anyway, he didn’t have time for it.

The next day Cole looked through the rest of the posts. There was a photo of Ivy and her friend whose name was signed as Cami. They were best friends, but Ivy had to move to another city.

“She must be lonely here,” he supposed.

The last two posts were about some events. There were advertisements which didn’t interest Cole. He didn’t even read them.

The bell rang and Cole had to go. He had a PE lesson. He was good at sports and liked to train. Doing sports also helped him to abstract from the constant process of thinking. It was necessary sometimes.

Vocabulary

judgemental adj осуждающий

speak out v высказываться

doubt v сомневаться

envy v завидовать

reveal v раскрывать

weakness n слабость

come up with v придумывать

fail v потерпеть неудачу

warmth n теплота

tag v помечать

hilarious adj веселый

fragrance n аромат

constant adj постоянный

IV

At the end of that school day Ivy realized that she had left her jacket in the dressing room. She headed there and, all of a sudden, saw Cole coming out of the gym. He was putting his T-shirt on and didn’t notice Ivy. The girl stopped and smiled. Cole saw her and froze for a moment.

“Hmm… Hey!” she said.

“Hi…”

“You’re Cole, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m Ivy.”

“I know,” Cole felt confused.

“Well, I would never think you’re good at sports.”

“I’m not.”

“But you look really athletic.”

“Maybe a little.”

“Ok, I’ve left my jacket here. I’ve got to find it.”

“I see.” Cole was going to walk away.

“Wait, Cole… What are you doing after school?” Ivy kept shocking the boy.

“I need to help my mother at her flower shop. Why?”

“Cool! Can I go with you?”

“Hmm… Well…Why not?” Cole couldn’t understand why she was acting like that.

“Fine! Just a minute. I’ll take my jacket!”

Ivy left, Cole stayed shocked.

The girl was back in five minutes and they headed to the shop. Ivy turned out to be a talkative girl. On their way to the shop Ivy was telling stories about her previous school and friends. Cole was listening and wondering why she was telling him all that stuff. First, he was feeling nervous. He even doubted if he had done the right thing to let Ivy go with him. Cole wasn’t used to hanging out with other peers, especially girls. He didn’t know what to say and felt embarrassed. But Cole relaxed some time later. He realized that Ivy wasn’t like other girls he had ever known. “At least, she doesn’t get on my nerves anymore. Plus, she seems to be smart.” Meanwhile, Ivy was laughing at her own joke. Cole missed it but smiled. He asked, “Do you have friends here?”

“Nope. And you?”

“I have three mates. Jacob is my best friend. You might have heard of him. He is our school president.”

“Ah, okay.”

They came to Sheryl’ shop.

“Wow! What a surprise!” She greeted them. “ Hello!”

“ This is Ivy, this is my mom.” Cole introduced them.

“I’m Sheryl.”

“I’m happy to meet you, Sheryl.” Ivy was polite.

“Come on!” Sheryl told them to follow her.

“What are we going to do?” Cole asked.

“As you know, Valentine’s Day is coming up in three days.”

“Oh, right. It’s in three days.”

“Yes. So, we need to prepare bouquets and create flower decorations. Also, there’s some work with orders, logistics, and loading.

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