Should I stay or should I go?

   It was Wednesday. In the morning I was sitting in my room and checked my new emails on the computer. I had an interesting one. I was so surprised when I saw who sent it.

   The message was sent by Ryan, whom I got to know in a summer camp the year before. I haven't met him for almost a year. I started to read loudly: ,,...and I'm going to travel there with my classmates the next weekend. Would you like to come to see me? If yes, just ring me and we can talk about the place and the time. My phone number is..." I didn't know what my answer should be. I wanted to see him, of course. But what if we can't recognise each other? What if I had changed? Or he had changed and we can't have a conversation as easily as a year before? And the worst was: What if my parents won't let me go to meet a boy in another town? Then I started to type the answer: ,,Hi Ryan! I'm sorry but I think I can't go anywhere on the weekend because I have a lot to study... Biology and History, you know..." I was a little angry with myself because of this lie, but I wasn't brave enough.

    Few days later after school I had the usual conversation with my mum in the kitchen. She told me that they would visit my grandparents and other relatives the next weekend. My parents wanted to leave me at home, because they knew that I had a lot to study. I was looking forward to the weekend! I've decided what to do. Study everything within three hours and then watch a DVD, listen to music, go for a walk, go out with friends, or read a book.

   As I was lying on the bed, watching TV, I remembered that email from Ryan. I wasn't delighted with my decision. I sudied until 3 o'clock, so I had a lot of freetime. I don't even know what I watched on TV, because I was thinking about what to do. Should I stay at home, or should I go for the date? Then I had an interesting idea. ,,I haven't seen him for a while and I will regret if I won't go there now! My parents aren't at home, homework is done for Monday... so I have to go!" - I thought. I sent him a message.

   Two hours later I was on the bus station, waiting for the next bus. I was excited a little, because I haven't done anything like that before. My parents didn't even know where I have been.

   That day is one of my best days. I was very happy, and Ryan too. We were talking for long hours. During those hours I noticed that he hasn't changed, and we got to know each other more closely. Now we are looking for the next summer camp to spend a week together!