Hairless world

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The evening I spent in that white house made me in a good mood for the rest of the week and the coming weekend. I was daydreaming alot, thinking about what can be possibly the really aim of this association and to be honest thinking A LOT about Chris. He had soft features, warming brown eyes and a gracing smile and he had spoken to me so nicely. I had to remember more strongly that I was the girlfriend of Roman, Roman was my boyfriend...Roman was sincere, faithful and always there when I needed him, it was very ungrateful of me not to remember that. I needed to focus on my present relationship with Roman and I had to try to stop to think about Chris, but he was so cute!

« Julia! Hurry up or you will be late again this morning! My mother shouted from the kitchen
- Yes Mum. By the way I am going to study with some friends this evening so don't wait me for the dinner...,
I lied knowing that I could not tell her the truth about my meeting.
- Ok, take care darling »

I had always lived with my mother, she was the sweetest and softest woman I ever met, and I had never wanted to cause her any pain. I loved dearly my mother and I respected her for everything she had done for me. She had to take care of me alone during so many years after my father left...I had never known why and how he left and my mother would never tell me anything about it. I was respecting her silence and never bothered her with that subject. Obviously this was an unresolved problem for me but intuitively I knew that one day I would come to know the truth about it.


As usual I was late in the class that Tuesday and the day passed boringly. The evening came and I went to the center of the city where I bought some Chinese noodles as dinner. The weather of November was very cold and the wind very hard so I spent some time in a book shop and then realized that I had to go to the appointment with the « head » of the association and that I would be surely late. Rain had started and I hurried into the second street behind central station. The fourth white house was there, looking very massive. There were two floors and I couldn't imagine how many rooms were inside it. I knocked at the door because it was no ring.
One old lady with grey hair on her head opened it and told me to follow her. She took me at the end of the corridor and then to a stair which I didn't see the last time. We reached the first floor and again I followed the old woman through one more dark corridor. She stopped front of one door and spoke softly:

« Knock and enter, he is here»".
I thanked her and she left me alone front of the door.
I knocked and waited the invitation to enter. No voice came and I decided to enter myself inside the room.
The room was large surrounded with bookshelves full of books. At the end of the room was a desk and in the low light of the evening I could see « the head » working deeply concentrated on the screen of his laptop. I stepped towards the desk but I couldn't see the face of the man, hidden by the computer screen. However I could see that he had hair, shoulder-length hair, messy and ebony color. I was fascinated by a so dark color of hair and was lost in my contemplation when his voice made me jumped out of my thoughts:

« Miss Valon? He said without lifting his head from his screen
- Yes
- You are late...
- I am sorry, I was in the streets and it was very cold so I went inside a Book shop and...
- I doesn't matter to me, he told cutting my explanations
- But you just said that I was late...
- That was a statement, not a question, I am not interested of why and how you are late Miss. »

I was in that room since ten seconds, I didn't even see his face yet and he was already starting to annoy me!
He slowly lifted his head up and then I could see his face. He was looking young and had very thin features like a girl, high cheek bones, and two very strange wide green eyes. He looked at me never leaving my eyes. I gasped.

« So you are here because you would like to join our association, isn't it?
- Yes
- Sit down Miss Valon, we will have to talk during some little time ».

I sat and his eyes left mine.

« First of all I have to tell you that coming in our association will give you some others ideas about the world and the life. They are many pleasant things, you can meet many different kind of people and maybe develop strong friendships among other things...In the other hand there are few rules to respect because we cannont afford to be known, do I make myself clear?
- Euh, not really...I said hesitantly and saw him sighing deeply
- If you join our association you have to be careful, you can't speak about it, you can't tell the truth about it to the others around you...or it can be very dangerous for you and us...
- I see... »

I was feeling really not sure about joining these people anymore. I didn't know that having hairs and having different conceptions of life could be dangerous...Which kind of « activities » were they really doing that the members had to be so careful? Chris told me about some parties, going out...Nothing which seem to be prohibited. Maybe it was better not to speak simply about the people having hairs, that was a real taboo in our society. I was feeling little scared to involve myself in such a strange association but the curiosity of knowing different things was overpowering everything...

«  If I still want to join your association then?
- Then you will have to keep quiet about it. You will tell your mother or your dear Roman boyfriend that you are going to hang out with some new friends of yours...
- What the hell...! How do you know about my mother or Roman? I shouted standing up suddenly
- Like I was telling you we like discretion so we always make a little inquiry about our futures new members...
- You bloody fucking b...How dare you? »  I was becoming very angry at the idea of being spied. That was not an ethical thing to do!

He stood up slowly out of his comfortable chair and his face was just few centimeters away from mine. He was still calm and in control of himself even though his eyes were shining with angriness.

«  Miss Valon, first of all I would suggest you to control your way of speaking. Then I should remind you that you are never in obligation to join us, you can leave now and never come back... »

He was staring in my eyes like he was waiting some more reactions from my side. I chose not to answer.

« Nevertheless I have the strong feeling that your thirst for knowledge of some forbidden things and you extreme curiosity will make you come back next tuesday, same hour, to tell me that you accept to join us, won't you?

- I do not know," I replied my angriness slowly coming down.

This man was really a git but he was true telling that I was curious. I wanted to much to see new things! I hated that he had spied on me but he was maybe telling the truth about the danger and maybe it was important to know who the future members are, only the way of doing had been totally unethical. He would have asked me if I was allowing him to do his inquiry.

I turned around and made my way to leave and then stopped remembering something Chris had told me.
« our « head » isn't really the social type you know, don't mind his strange ways. Moreover you will not often meet him, he isn't coming that much to our meetings ».

« May I ask you a question? » I said slowly, turning once again towards the man.

I realized with shock that he had just walked behind me and was just standing few centimeters away from me. He was tall, very much taller than me, fact which I didn't notice when he was sitting, and thin. I didn't know his age but I could think that he was in his late twenties, little older than me but still very young to have such an annoying manner to speak and a such low and monotonous voice.

«  You may Miss Valon, he said in a sarcastic voice
- I heard that you don't participate so much in the activities of the group...Is that true?
- Why would you like to know that?
- Because you are such an annoy...
- I see, he cut looking sourly at me, his two wide green eyes searching the end of mine
- I am real...lly so..sorry, I stammered suddenly scared by his look
- Who would like to say something like that? He asked lowering his voice even more
- Chris..., » I managed to say just wanting to run away from this room

He broke the stare and suddenly laughed. I was really feeling disoriented. One part of me was scared, on part was still angry, one part was surprised and one part nervous. He started to circle around me, very close around me. I gasped one more time trying to fight against my nerves. Moreover I could feel something strange in my stomach, something which had started at the very beginning when that annoying man had leveled his gaze to mine and I had seen his wide green eyes. It was not paining but it was hot and heavy and burning and tickling and I felt suddenly wet between my legs and I a deep red blush came to me cheeks.

« Are you ok Miss Valon? He asked suddenly concerned but not stopping circling me
- Yes.. I..
- You should know that Chris Martin is a man who likes, and nobody can blame him for that, pretty faces. He is the kind of person ready to say anything or do anything in order to attract pretty faces. I am very positive that with the confidence you have in yourself and the arrongance you show that you are totally aware of being a pretty face...
- What are you bloody spy trying to tell me? Anger was again rising fast into me.
- Miss Valon you should really leave now and come back next tuesday, I will be waiting for you.
- I will certainly not show up!
- I am certain that you will...
- Git!
- GET OUT NOW! » His monotonous voice suddenly rise and he grabbed my harm violently to throw me out of his room.

I didn't look back at him and made, angrily as ever, my way out of his house.

I couldn't sleep that night thinking about the association, hairs, that annoying ebony hair man and his strange wide green eyes, the way my stomach reacted this evening and Chris. Everything was so confused in my head but I was sure of one thing that I wouldn't show up to the appointment the next Tuesday.