As I ran my brush through my hair I wondered if I wanted to go to the Running after all. I knew Alejandro would be there, but what were the chances that I would run into him again with all the people that should be there?
Just go. There’s nothing wrong with seeing him.
It was still dark out because we knew it would take about four hours to get to Pamplona, and we didn’t want to miss anything. I rested my head on her shoulder for the entire ride and tried to keep my eyes open. I was still a bit tired even if I didn’t look it and I wished I had taken better care of how I looked.
I was dressed in a black camisole with an oversized white tank top over it and short blue denim shorts. I was wearing black Chucks and I had my hair pulled back away from my face with a bandanna tied to keep any strands from slipping out. I looked kind of Rockabilly and I knew I that I was screaming American.
Cassidy was dressed comfortably as always. She was wearing an oversized shirt and capri denim pants paired with her black sneakers. Her hair was pulled back as well.
“Finally!” we said in unison as the train pulled into the station.
As we stood in line to step out I looked out the windows and smiled. The city looked so alive at the moment and I was getting excited. We decided to walk to where we were told we would get a great view of the bulls. It was seven thirty in the morning so we had a half an hour to find a good spot before they let them run through the town.
Because we’re two of the shorter people in the crowd, a lot of the attendants to the event, helped push us to the front so that we would be able to hold on to the iron barricade and be able to see. I secretly thought it was because we were Americans and they wanted us to see how Pamplona celebrated. Either way, we were both very thankful and chatted with the friendly people that stood around us.
One of the younger children, who was passing by on her father’s shoulders, leaned down and touched the tattoos on my arms. When I looked up at her she gave me a big smile and wave and I laughed and waved back.
There were a ton of cute guys around us that I chatted enthusiastically with and there were a few beautiful girls that Cassidy chatted with. Well chatted with briefly. The next thing I knew she and some hot blonde girl were locked in a passionate lip lock. I smiled and turned back to the guys I was chatting with. I was glad that she was finally opening up and having a good time. I couldn’t be the only one being a somewhat slut on this trip; I’d feel weird about it.
“Is this spot taken?”
I glanced to my right and saw a young man standing there with a big grin. His eyes were beautiful; a dark blue that reminded me of the deep ocean and he had light brown hair. Something about him was oddly familiar, though I didn’t know why.
“Nope. It’s wide open. I’m Olivia,” I said extending my hand.
“César,” he replied with a smile as he took my hand.
“Nice to meet you,” I replied with a nod as I crossed my hands over my chest.
“It is nice to meet you too. You look very nice today,” he said politely.
“Thanks,” I replied with a laugh.
He looked at the expensive watch on his wrist, “Ten more minutes.”
I nodded and glanced down the alley where the bulls would be running through in ten minutes. I was more excited with each passing moment.
“So how do you like Spain so far?” he asked.
“I like it. I’ve always wanted to come here,” I replied with a grin.
César grinned back then looked over my shoulder and chuckled. I raised an eyebrow and turned around and saw that Cassidy was now in a three way lip lock with not only the hot blonde, but a really pretty brunette who had joined them. I immediately reached into my pocket and grabbed my camera and took a picture. Then I turned the camera toward myself, smiled big, and gave a thumbs up and took another picture. When I looked at it, I grinned when saw the trio in the background making out and my big “atta girl” grin.
I showed the picture to César and he laughed.
I slid the camera back into my pocket and César looked at his watch again impatiently then glanced around. I saw him wave his arm in the air and followed his gaze.
My heart dropped into my feet.
Alejandro was making his way through the crowd and he was heading straight toward us. When he saw me he stopped for a moment and looked at César. Then he began to push his way through the crowd.
I ducked under César’s arm and began to shove my way toward the far left area of the mob of people. I felt terrible for not letting Cassidy know that I was trying to get away but I didn’t want to ruin her moment either. I would be able to call her when it was over and let her know that I was okay.
“Excuse me, pardon me,” I said as I pushed people aside to get as far away from Alejo as I could.
After I was sure I had achieved a safe distance I grabbed onto the gate to catch my breath. A few moments later the roar of the crowd caused my entire body to shake. I leaned myself up a bit to look over the gate and saw arms waving and yelling faces.