Revenge

Patric was a sixteen-year-old boy. He was very handsome and so there were a lot of girls who loved him. Every day he met a new girl. As usual, he invited her to a cafй or to the cinema. But next day he didn’t call or come to her. One day he met a girl. She wasn’t very beautiful but there were some special details in her face. The girl attracted Patric very much.
— Hello! How are you? – he asked her.
— Hi! I’m fine, thanks, - answered the girl and went away.
 Patric didn’t understand what had happened. He wasn’t accustomed to such attitude to him.
— Why are you going away? — he asked again.
— I must hurry up. Sorry.
— Please, speak to me!
— Let’s talk later. Bye!
 Patric was shocked. She was the first girl who refused to talk to him. So, he decided to seek for her heart.
 The girl’s name was Maggy. She was 15. She came to the town a week ago and she knew three-four men there. But she was 7 she lived here and knew a lot of people. But her “friends” had grown up and didn’t recognize her. She decided not to tell anybody about it, because she had to do one thing…
 Patric came to Maggy every day. He made friends with her family: he helped her father with the car, sometimes he helped her little brother with his homework. But Maggy didn’t speak to him at all.
— Why didn’t you speak to me? — he always asked Maggy.
 But the girl didn’t answer and went away.
 After some months Patric fell in love with her. And one day he decided to tell her every thing.
— Maggy, — began he. — I must say one thing to you. It is very important to me…
— O.K. — said Maggy.
— Maggy, you are the first girl who has refused me. I didn’t believe that it could ever happen…
— Oh, Patric, hurry up, please!
— Maggy, you make me crazy! I love you!
— Ha-ha-ha! – laughed the girl. — I didn’t think that you are so stupid! Don’t you recognize me? I lived here. I loved you but you laughed at me. You said that I was a witch! And now you say you love me! Ha-ha-ha!
— What?!!! You lie!!! I don’t believe you!!!
— Oh, really?! Don’t you remember the vinegar Mag?
— No?!!! You are not she!!! She was terrible and you are very beautiful!
— No. She is I. And I’m sorry, I must go. Bye!
 This story had taught Patric not to be so heartless to girls. He called each girl who he has dismissed and asked to sorry hum. But now he still loves Maggy because she taught him to live.