98. Dad and my project

The world is filled with coincidences to the point, it doesn't feel amusing anymore. I want to kill myself right now because my days are full of Sam...

 

" Myra, you look angry...", Sam.

 

" I think you know why I look like that...", I say.

 

" Believe me, I didn't know you will be here at this time.", Sam.

 

" Since I am here, let us talk without wasting any time.", I say.

 

" You make it sound like some kind of professional work that you have to do....", Sam says.

 

" I just...I don't know how to react around you. You are very queer these days...", I say.

 

" I am just trying to be nice to you...", Sam.

 

" Why? You haven't tried anything like this before ...What is wrong with you?", I say.

 

" I don't know. Maybe it is because you don't annoy me anymore and also it is our last year of high school.... I don't think I will be able to see you after this. So I want to spend time with you as much as possible...", Sam.

 

" Why? Why do you want to be around me?", I ask.

 

" Because I feel good when I am with you. You make me laugh. You try not to be judgemental. You are very similar to me...", Sam.

 

" Ok, then... Why did you say something weird, yesterday? You love to mess with me, don't you?", I say.

 

" I was just saying what I thought at that time. I think if I ever get married it will be to someone like you.",  Sam.

 

" Sam...Shut up, don't say things that you don't mean. ", I say.

 

" But I mean it. I am not joking. ", Sam.

 

" Ok, I don't want to talk about this. ", I say.

 

" Alright, I  just wanted to give you something.", Sam.

 

" What? What do you want to give me?", I ask nervously.

 

" Relax...It is an advertisement for a competition. They want to develop something unique and special using AI. It is not my field of interest but I thought it might helpful to you  since you are very interested in machines. ", Sam.

I look at the pamphlet. It is blue in colour. Oh my God! They are giving 1 million dollars to the winner.

 

" Thank you, Sam. I needed this right now.", I say.

 

" It is fine. I just thought about you after seeing this...", Sam.

 

" Ok, then bye...", I say.

 

" Wait, Myra. I just want to say that ...  I believe in you. I think you can achieve anything if you want.", Sam.

 

" All humans can achieve anything they want, Sam.", I say.

 

"You are right...", Sam.

 

" Ok, bye...", I say.

 

" Wait...", Sam.

 

" Now what?", I ask with a sigh.

 

" Do you want to hang out this weekend?",  Sam asks.

 

" No...", I say and leave.

 

I don't know why he is behaving like this  but it feels weird. I feel shivers in my spine.

 

Ok, now I just have to talk to Dad about this. I still want to discuss things with him before doing anything. I hope he is back from his business trip. It is first time that I want to share something with him. He was always mean to me.  We fought for my mother's love ever since I was born.  I don't think we can be like any other daughter and father but I know I can trust him because I know for sure that he is an honest man.

 

SEVERAL HOURS LATER:

 

It is already night-time I have completed my homework. I also had to solve many Math problems. But now I am all free. I hope that I can explain myself to my dad.

 

" Miss Myra dinner is ready. Your father and mother are waiting for you in the dining hall.", Miss Maria.

 

" Ok, I will be there in a minute. ", I say.

 

Alright, Myra. Now you have two options. You can either work with Charles or enter the other competition. I hope that whatever choices I make, will be in my best interest not only for me but also for the people around me. I always wanted to bring changes to society. Something that will help all humans. Common people...

 

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IN THE DINING ROOM :

 

Dad is sitting beside me on the plastic chair while Mom is sitting opposite me on the wooden chair. They, look very happy.

 

" Dad, I want to talk to you.", I say.

 Both of my parents look at me with weird expressions probably because I have never addressed my father like that. I never talk with  him politely . Well, it is not like I suddenly love or respect this man. But I think I need to give him a chance because of his recent behaviour.

 

" Alright...Tell me what do you have to say, Myra.", He says with a serious expression.

 

"I have designed a new and innovative car. I think it can be easily transformed into an AI-driven car or FSD as you people call them.", I say.

 

" What about your drone?", He says.

 

" I am not working on it, right now.", I say.

 

" Alright, I think if you want you can give it a try.", Dad.

 

" Thanks, I was thinking about collaborating with Charles. Of course, only if he is interested.", I say.

 

" I don't think  he can do that. He is already developing it with some other guy. I think they have already signed the contract...", he says.

 

" It is fine...I will find someone else. I know I will.", I say.

 

" Ok, great. If you want I can recommend some people to you ...In fact, I will send you a list of people who can help you with this. But be very careful and we will have to patent it as soon as it is made public. Otherwise, other people can use your idea. You have to be very careful about these things. ", Dad.

 

" Enough, I am glad that you two are getting along but eat your dinner. I made special dishes with my own hands. No one even bothered to praise.," Mom with a pout.

 

" It is very delicious.", Dad.

 

" Yeah, it is amazing. ",  I say.

 

" No one can cook Saushmor like you, Lily. ", Dad.

 

"Yeah, you are best, mom...", I say.

 

" You two are very similar.", Mom with a chuckle.

 

" No, we are not...", Dad and me say in unison.