Since the day of conversation with Melissa, Jan felt that something was wrong at that time. I could not understand for sure, but I felt it. He did not think much in this small point. Sophia was much stronger in their thoughts. She seemed a philosophy of life, a dilemma that is 'lived' every day. For a few days, he could write great sentences and poems that inspired it. In one of these days, he decided to leave the door of one of his writings Sofia. The sender was unnamed, but she could identify Jan for your letter. But he did not think that possibility, and went ahead with that goal.

On the day he did not go to class, and turned his way home from Sofia. Followed the same path the first time I was there, as one difference: the locomotion. Followed by bus to the stopping point. He stands in front of the building where she lived. Now it was just notes. It was not so easy to get to your destination. There was a rock, an obstacle: the liquidator. Jan was watching a corner, an entrance to take him to the 3rd floor. He looked all around the entrance. Looking closely, he found an alley that could lead somewhere. He crossed the street, and was slightly to the alley. With the blue sky was the only light source there, it was easy to not be so perceived that way. He crept slowly, stepping in small puddles, passing huge dumps, sewage and animals. There he saw a door. Luckily, she was open and he walked slowly, being as unobtrusive as possible.

He reached a room where she kept all kinds of stuff on shelves of iron, from cleaning supplies, household utensils old, already with enough dust. The room is the half light, and was very tricky to pass in silence over there. Jan collided in some objects, which luckily was small. After going through that struggle, another would come to your front door. He opened it slowly, and saw that it was in a hallway, equal to the floor where Sophia lived. Looked at which side would. Followed quiet and fast to his left, like a ninja. There was a steel door, which could give access to the 3rd floor. Came to the door, and it was closed. Stunned, Jan pressed one of the buttons on the elevator. She was already cold sweat. Then suddenly, he hears footsteps that stun even more. Again, in aid of luck, the elevator comes and he quickly opened the door. There was no one, leaving Jan relieved. Inside the elevator, he pressed the button three, which led to their destination. But through all barriers, Jan still had to complete a step: handing his letter in Fate. He arrived in the hallway, and quickly found by each door through which passed. The number 807. Was found. Jan was with an emotion that almost did not fit in them. He was bright-eyed at the door of the house of his love. He bent down and placed the letter on the underside of the door. He got up again, looking for that golden label with the numbers in bold. He was thinking of the days he was back in that location. His thinking did not last long. Soon he hears a noise. But he does the way he had done before. It followed the traditional path; it follows that Sofia every day. He tries to go as soon as possible among people who pass through. They have then not got scared much, because the neighbors do not know him there. Down the stairs at a snail a little less speed. It passed quickly; almost I could not perceive the reception, going directly to the bus stop. Mission accomplished. Everything that lived, seemed to be James Bond mission, something almost impossible, but it was completed despite the difficulties. It was still early to go home. So he decided to go shopping, as it was with a reserve in case of emergency.

Shopping he thought for a moment about what he had done. Do not do it again, it would be risking too much on love. He felt a little uncomfortable, even taking a delicious Sunday. I wish she were there, enjoying that sweet moment of his life. It was not time to go home. He was walking among the shops, passing by several people. Until he stopped at a shop window. He saw a beautiful black dress of chance and elegantly low-cut thin. Sofia began to imagine that beautiful dress as in other times. He flew through the clouds of your thoughts. In the best moment, someone bumped into it. Once the person apologized, and he too. Then he turned his gaze to the dress. But preferred not to think too much and decided to walk a little at the mall, and was circling until time to go home.

Jan comes to your home. His mother was almost out so buy some vegetables that lacked the spice of lunch. He threw his backpack in his chair and sat right on the other the left. It was almost too weak to stand or make any movement whatever. Frowned, his fatigue sweating through the pores, causing him to sweat more than usual. He decided to stand up and take a good bath.

Part of fatigue seemed to have gone along with the water. But still, there was the weight of weariness from all the madness that he had managed to finish. Without lunch, he decided to nap. But he fell asleep during the whole afternoon. At about 5 pm, he wakes up, sees the time and realized that their fatigue stood out well before him. He got up and went to the kitchen looking for something to eat. There, his mother was preparing dinner, and she asked why so much of fatigue.

"The class was pulled over. There were many matters, and that weighed heavily on my mind "- he said without hesitation.

Soon he went to the room, turned on the TV and there he stayed until shortly after the early evening. He just had dinner a little, watched a little TV and went to sleep. It was not Melissa's house, much less called Sofia. Everything was very laborious and tiring. And he hoped that the next day was much better, and less laborious.

The day had arrived. Everything was normal, without much to say. His routine was simple, like every day. At night, there was a feeling that the day could be different for one thing. Jan called Sofia. Perhaps at that time was nice talking to her, because two days ago does not care for your home. In the first attempt, was busy. In the second she picked up.

"Hi Sophia. How are you? "Said Jan-

"I'm very well Jan was already homesick. Why do not you call me more? "-Asked Sofia.

"It's time. I did a lot in recent days, so I did not care. Sorry for the absence. "

The conversation took place normally, yet she talks about a strange letter, which was in his apartment since the previous day.

"Yesterday I received a letter and simple. She has no sender nor cites my name. Do not know if I received by mistake, and I'm only with her that I found very beautiful. "-His talk reflected a joy that seemed long ago she had not. Jan shivered when she spoke of the letter.

"The letter seems very familiar, but I cannot remember to whom it belongs." - Sofia said in a doubtful tone, seeming to want to uncover the mastermind of that beautiful letter.

Jan was more nervous still. He was struggling to control the lack of them. Something told him seriously that she would have kept the suspect in his mind. He avoided thinking about it in quite so revealing something not blatantly go out of his mouth.

He just said.

"Wow, what a strange Sofia. Will see that someone wrote it for you. "-Feigning innocence, but still with the show nervousness persists inside. So was Jan, and then, Sophie said something, which aggravated his state of nervousness.

"Does this person who sent me that this closer to what I think?" Asked Sofia-

Jan, despite the nervousness to the surface, he said.

"I do not know who knows. Or will it be an old love that you forgot or missed … "- words to fill that dialogue, but soon they came, "I do not know. Analysis by his thoughts. "- Was a relief to have spoken to Jan that, because the suspect could begin to emerge against the case he could not speak.

She did not prolong the issue and said he'd check carefully that letter because she did not know who it could be.

Jan not brought up the subject and became more relaxed as the Cesar that subject. The conversation returned to its normal course, without nervousness and interruptions.

This lasted until shortly before midnight, when Sophie said that he would have shut down because tomorrow was another day for suffocating her. Just before she left the air a little thing, it would be a great disturbance in Jan.

"I hope this is not the man who fell in love with me. I will disappoint a lot if someone close to me. "-she spoke.

Jan withered without her noticing. He seemed to have disappointed her by that silly love. The two said goodbye and hung up. In your thoughts, Jan made the worst thing you could imagine. 'Another disappointment of love? ", He asked himself. Still, if it is discovered that he was, I would say without hesitation that the letter was made with much love for one so wanted and loved by him.

Then he went to sleep. I did not want to give you the trouble of brushing the teeth so as disappointing as it was. But he would not stay so, because his thought was that the day of class field, he told everything to her. It would be painful, but honest and sincere on his part.

Some days go by. Some slow, some furiously fast, unforgiving. And the day 'D' had arrived. Before sunrise, Jan was already standing, apprehensive about the day had arrived. The window of his room, he sees the sun not yet born. He closes the curtains, and is thinking like that day will be. He is still with the defeat have probably have disappointed Sofia and stamped on the face. He was just waiting for her reply, which will probably be something that will leave very hurt. Despite weighing against this, he rose with a pike unusual on your part. It was the first house awake. He made all his personal hygiene, and organized everything myself. His mother was impressed with the efficiency of the child. Even the praised and he responded with a simple smile. The two took breakfast together. That moment was good to give a little levity to the heavy air in Jan.

 It was time to go. Jan kisses his mother, and goes out for a day that he has only one certainty: he will come out sadder than it already is.

Arriving at the school, Jan was in a group of colleagues, who was chatting about how cool it would go to that class. The class is held at a historic ranch, where the production of cane sugar was the main source of livelihood, besides being home to one of the classical authors who were being studied in class.

In the group, said that this farm was huge, there were many fun things there. The animated conversation until Jan, but he returned after having the feeling of discouragement and apprehension when Sophie arrived. From cowboy hat, gave him good day and he returned the same way. She just said it, nothing else, because we still have to organize a group of students from their classroom. Were still 07:43 in the morning and the arrival of buses would be scheduled for 08:00. He was really trying to forget the matter, but his brain seemed to demand that he constantly thought that. It was hard not to turn to look at it. Until one of his colleagues noticed that. He evaded, said he was looking to see if the bus had arrived.

Finally the bus arrived. All were organized in order of payment. Jan was the last in line. Every name is called; the person would enter the bus. Jan was called. At the time he felt a chill that went through his whole body. She sat in the first chair to the left. Sofia redid the call of the students before the bus left. After that, she sat in the chair next to the bus Jan. All were euphoric, talking a lot. In this, noticing the odd behavior of Jan, Sophie decides to pull the subject.

"This anxious to get to the site?"-She asks.

"Yes", says Jan, discouraged, bitter, her back to her, but firm in his response.

"Why is this so?"-Sofia persists.

He turned and looked at her in the eye.

"I promise I'll tell you about it. I just wanted a little peace. "

She ran her hand over her head and hugged him. Few noticed the scene and did not give a damn what satisfaction.

The trip lasted about half an hour. All neatly down the bus in single file. Sofia was ahead of everyone who had to organize themselves in the queue.

At the entrance gate was a huge, already battered by time as well and that creaked when opened in Sofia.

 Beside the entrance, a little later, there were huge palm trees, giving way to another gate, white and far more conserved than the previous.

There were creations of pigs, calves and other animals of the field. Before entering the museum, the class went through the reception site, to get some ID badges.

While waiting in line at the badge, Jan absorbing the pure air of the countryside. Mountains, green everywhere, a pleasant climate had that day. Everything would taste better with that environment field. At first Jan was not very animated. Still carried with it the remorse of a possible disappointment with Sofia. The line he walked and his turn. Sofia, smiling, gave his badge. This could be a sign of improvement between the two. That smile could change the course of things, and Jan started to loosen up more, especially when Sophie was keen to be with him inside the museum. She smiled and said softly rather than showing it there.

"This piece is very rare. Was made in 1797 by the French. Tobias was the inspiration for Math ", she said, like all his mastery of master.

For a moment, Jan forget all the negativity that was around his head. He smiled, was happy for a moment that meant a lot to him. Along with Sofia, found everything in historic farm, every detail, every story, every corner was followed closely by her, which seemed to be with the face of dissatisfaction. On the contrary: she yawned all your happiness for her beautiful smile. The hours passed, and everything was fine. Everything was visited and seen inside the museum after two hours. There were more attractions to be visited, but already passed noon, and the group was already hungry. They all ate in the cafeteria of the museum. The place was pleasant, a place familiar to everyone. At lunch there was a varied menu from typical foods, to the day-to-day. It has been abundance only. Jan and Sofia eaten enough, while the rest of the class he stuffed himself in self-service site.

Jan and Sophie decided to walk towards a lake that was nearby. During the way they talk normally, without naming the subject of the letter. They stood by the lake, about a foot of mastic. Jan sitting next to Sofia, looking to solve the infinite touch on the subject of the letter.

"I think today was very strange to you," she said, still looking into infinity - "Sorry to be so, but you must have done something that should not have done."

"What?"-Turned his gaze to him, "I do not understand what you mean."

"I'll explain it without mincing words: the letter you received was from my own", said head down, and remained so during his explanation, "I'm sorry you did. I love you deeply. I feel things, which only feeling I can understand ", the tears flowed slowly from his face-" I'm sorry to be so, but I love you. "

Sofia has her hands over her face silk. He got up, went out already, but Sophie got him gently on his arm.

"Sit down. I want to talk about it. "

Jan sat down and looked into his eyes. She continued.

"I know what you feel. I say this because I feel the same for you. Since you know the background, I saw that you were also a good kid. It was simply a love that never found. Love you too much. "- It sounded shallow. But the eyes of Jan were with a fascinating glow of happiness, and did not see this fragility of the words of Sofia.

They hugged, and then their faces were too close. The kiss happened, but soon withdrew from the Sofia.

"We are all in walking distance of school. We cannot do that here. "- She said softly in his ear.

Jan gets a guy that did something they should not. But Sophie soon embraced. They would have to go soon, because there would still be another tour of another section of the museum. Previously, Sofia signed a pact: that this relationship would never be exposed to someone or counted until it was stable. Jan agreed without hesitation. Soon they returned to the restaurant. She, in front and behind him, far away. Sofia soon prepared to class, she was eager to visit another section of the museum. Within the industry, from time to time, Jan and Sophie exchanged glances and smiles discreet. Everything from a good loving way that only they two could do. By the end of the ride was all normal, just like they are a student and teacher. The agreement was being well established, and it was good for both sides. Love was the air of their lives.

The day was those in which the bad and the good got involved. But only at the end, good prevailed.