「故事·听力」I Dumped The Daugher Of My Dad's BOSS. Oops...

I Dumped The Daugher Of My Dad's BOSS. Oops...

Hi guys. Are you ready to hear the story of the biggest loser to ever walk on planet Earth? No, I am not trying to attract your attention to me, as the newly elected king of drama. I am just reflecting a little, that’s what I think. My name is Cliff, I’m nineteen years old, and for a short time I managed to get into a serious argument with two girls I actually liked, and then also unintentionally set up my father at his work. Hmm, when I say it out loud, it sounds really pathetic.

But let's start this story from the very beginning. From the very-very beginning, that is, from my childhood. When I was ten years old, my dad took me along on a picnic arranged by one of his close friends. I was very happy to be able to spend some extra time on the weekend with my father, who was otherwise forever busy, so I was really enthusiastic and did not get what the trick was. And there was a trick. It even had a name: Beah Reznik. Beah was the daughter of Mr. Reznik, my father’s friend who invited him on the picnic. When my father introduced Mr. Reznik, he also added that he was not just a friend, but also his colleague. This information did not matter at all at that time, but it will become important later.

I wasn’t a stupid child, so I guessed that I was taken along because somebody was needed to entertain Mr. Reznik's daughter. Moreover, my father openly hinted to me that it would be VERY NICE if Beah and I became friends. But I was offended and, therefore, refused to play with Beah, who was two years younger than me.

But my dad didn’t give up — this family picnic was followed by family dinners, mutual visits to shopping malls, movies, and whatever else— basically anything that our parents could think of. In general, whether I wanted it or not, I had to be friends with Beah. But it wasn’t that bad — Beah turned out to be a smart girl who was very interesting to be with. So even if we didn’t become really close friends, we acted like friends, at least until we became teenagers.

But then my father came up with a new idea! He decided that I should invite Beah on a date and he openly asked me to do it. The reason behind this was complicated, but also understandable. Over the past few years Mr. Reznik had overtaken my father in an endless race up the career ladder and become his immediate superior. They remained friends, but this was not enough for my father — he needed some kind of special relationship with Mr. Reznik. Then he decided that if his son went out with Mr. Reznik’s daughter, that would be the best scenario.

Honestly, I was not at all excited about this idea, but nevertheless decided to help my father. In addition, I did not think that Beah was interested in me, so I assumed that my first romantic meeting with her would be the last. I did not try to sabotage our date on purpose, no, but when I tried to take Beah for a romantic evening out in the company of a gentleman (meaning, me), everything turned out to be awkward. I accidentally spilled a milkshake on Beah's jeans and was very very surprised when she was not at all angry with me for that.

The fact that Beah was ready to forgive me was just the tip of the iceberg. At the end I realized that our fake "date" was REALLY a romantic date for Beah. She all of a sudden admitted that she has been secretly in love with me for many years. I literally froze in surprise and even almost missed the moment when Beah kissed me on the lips. Of course, after that I was forced to develop and continue my relationship with her, otherwise who knew that this kind of disaster could happen. Beah was a smart and kind girl, but pretty ... impressionable and a little bit prone to exaggerated emotions.

But the worst part was that I didn't really find Beah attractive. She was attractive in her own way, but still belonged to the “gray mousy” type, whereas I was always attracted to more spectacular girls. But I had nothing to do – now I had to act like I had feelings for Beah… for two years.

Everybody who was around us was pretty sure that we were not just a couple, but almost engaged — that was how serious our relationship looked. Even when I graduated from school and went to another town to go to the college, the situation did not change: I had to continue my relationship with Beah from a distance.

I was afraid that she would miss me too much, and that she would feel lonely and annoy me with her calls, so I asked my friend Wes to keep an eye on Beah and to look after her in case she needed anything. Wes was a good guy, but not very smart, and he came from a poor family.

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