My Strangest Week C2

Chapter two: Mr. H
Sunday afternoon… I was with my friend Maryam Saleh in the cafeteria waiting for our turn to pay for our lunch, when I notice that a colorful man coming toward us we call him Mr. H (Hawaii),I did not move I just ignored that and I looked at the counter when suddenly I saw a hand almost putting a small bag on my plate, I did not look I just hear someone says (can I put my bag here that you carry it for me), when I looked at the man I was shocked he was Mr. H, I said joking (no sir you I cant), (I thought that this was the end of this BIG meeting , I was almost moving when he said ( I thought that you will be a kind girl and accept!), I smiled –not at him- (sir I was kidding of course I will carry it for you!), he laughed… then (from which college you are?) he asked (I am not in a college yet I am in my first year at level 7) he smiled (that’s great, you may get in the general after this semester that’s really great!) My friend was ignoring him all the time but he asked her (you look like you are a good friends!) she said with a boring voice (we are just classmates) then she asked me in Arabic to leave, I felt that it will be impolite to leave the man standing there talking to himself, suddenly he said (congratulations then) I nodded (thank you). And this was the real ending of this meeting, the strange thing that I did not expect to talk to Mr. H at all, I thought that he is silly (sorry Mr. H if you are out there) but he was kind!... and smiling all the time… but it was really unusual for me to talk to him

Coming up Mr. D and the earthquake