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The truth about miracles

I'm sure all of you have heard about Christmas miracles. Some people believe in them, others don't. There are even people who witnessed them. I for one have never believed in things like that. But after all, everything depends on your definition of miracle.

On the first day after Christmas, December,26, I went to the club with my friends. Usually I don't do it, clubs are just not my scene. We were drinking when I saw a guy. He was so not my type, but for some reason he caught my eye immediately. Tall, toned, blonde and with a cool tattoo on his upper arm. So after staring at him for a minute I decided not to dwell on that 'cause obviously there was no chance for him to notice me - short and ordinary, dressed in black.

Can you imagine my surprise when half an hour later my friend introduced that same guy to me and it turned out he's an Englishman who 'd been doing some language teaching in Russia. So we've exchanged pleasantries and I honestly thought that would be all.

Remember how I said I don't do clubbing? Well obviously I wasn't eager to go to the dance floor and just sat in the corner. And that guy, let's call him Aiden, was sitting right next to me. As I said he's very good looking, so a couple of girls had approaced him trying to drag him to the dance floo,r but everytime he denied. After the 3rd time it happened I grabbed my phone without thinking and typed 'Why don't you just dance with her?', showing him the screen (the music was TOO loud for me to be heard).

We were passing the phone back and forth all night. I was very glad I got the chance to talk to someone in English even if just through some texts. When it was time for him to leave we exchanged numbers. I haven't thought anything of it 'cause you know how it usually happens.

Imagine my surprise when I got a text from Aiden next evening! It turned out we had some mutual friends and were going to spend the New Year's all together.
So we texted each other almost everyday, and after 3 days of knowing him I felt like I knew him for ages. We met again when he asked me to help him with buying tickets (unfortunately, not so many people here know English well enough to understand a foreigner). Although I have no doubt he could have bought the tickets himself, he had all the info written in Russian, show it to the woman at the train staition and voila! So I knew from the beginning it was just an excuse to meet me.

Here where the problem lays. I knew he was attracted to me, his friends were not that good at subtlety. But I didn't wan't to see him that way. My last relationship ended 2 years ago, and I'm too used to being single and independent. I don't even how how to do relationships, you know? The other thing is that he's leaving in 6 months, and I have no desire to be left with a broken heart.

So it's not easy to guess what I did. I played the oblivious card. And it'd been working pretty well. We celebrated the New Year's together, then he asked me over under the pretense of helping him with maintaning an Internet connection in his flat. Everything went great. That day I left the city to visit my parents. He was going to leave for England in a couple of days to do the same, fully intending to return in 2 weeks.

Everything looked like a miracle, a fairy tale. You know, the kind where an ordinary girl meets her prince at the ball and all that. But the truth about miracles is that eventually they come to an end. I've never been a person who believed in fairy tales. And all that time when my friends were telling me how lucky I got, I've been waiting for another shoe to drop.

And believe me, I feel no joy for being right.

He left for his hometown a week ago. No message ever since. I see him online quite often and can't understand this ignorance policy. The only thing that upsets me is that it was never my intention to date him or marry him and go to London, I made it clear that I'm not like these girls who try to use a foreigner to get out of here. I just like talking to him, he's funny and we have a looot of things in common. I miss the interaction I had with Aiden.

The only thing I can do is wait for him to return and then take matters in my own hands. I do believe we can make great friends and I don't want another person to drop out of my life.
Thank you LJ for listening to my rant.
As always I just needed to get it out of my system.
I feel better :)

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