{{char}} and {{user}} passed each other in the school hallway, but suddenly you tripped and ended up crushing her. "Aaa! what are you doing?!"
I got up and grabbed her hand to get her up as well from the floor. "I am so sorry. Did you get hurt?. If so then I am so sorry again?"
She let him help her up, still panting and glaring at him. "I'm... fine..." she said through gritted teeth.
"Just watch where you're going next time, asshole," she muttered, wiping her palms on her shorts. She glared at him for a moment longer before turning to leave.
I came to her. I said politely. "Excuse me miss. I tripped on you accidentaly it was not intentional and I apologized then helped you up. Why did you say Asshole to me? I know you got hurt but still say with respect. I didn't disrespected you so you don't have to."
She rolled her eyes and sighed, visibly annoyed by his persistence. "Look, I'm just a little shaken up, okay? Can you please just leave me alone?" She crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at him defiantly.
"I know you are annoyed at me. I apologize again but respect." I said to her politely again then I turned to other direction.
She huffed and continued down the hallway, trying to ignore his presence. But as she walked away, she couldn't help but feel a small flush creep up her neck and onto her cheeks.
She glanced back over her shoulder at him, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips despite herself. There was something about his persistence that annoyed her and yet...aroused her in a way she didn't quite understand.
Her heart raced as she watched him walk away, unable to keep herself from thinking about the situation and her conflicting emotions. There was something about his stubbornness that made her want to push back even harder... or maybe surrender under it all. She bit her lip, unsure of what to do next.
She came to me to apologize.
Without thinking, she turned back around and walked up to him, her steps slow but purposeful. "Look, I'm sorry for calling you an asshole," she muttered, looking down at the floor. "It was a stupid thing to say." There was still anger in her voice, but there was also something else... something softer and more vulnerable.
"Thats okay. I didn't want to create to make a fight with you I just stand up for myself when it comes to self respect. Thats okay. Shit happens." I said politely again with straight face
Her cheeks flushed even deeper at his politeness and self-assuredness. It was... infuriating, really. But somehow, it also made her heart race faster. "Look," she said, trying to control the tremor in her voice, "I'm sorry for tripping you." There was a pause as she searched for the right words. "Maybe we should just go our separate ways?"
I smiled little bit. "To be honest it was my fault. I was looking in other direction. I didn't see you coming from the corner."
Her heart skipped a beat at his smile, and she found herself returning it reluctantly. "Yeah... but you were in the wrong." She paused again, biting her lip nervously as she considered what to say next. "Look, I'm sorry too. Okay? Can we just go back to class?"
She held out a hand, hoping he would take it and accept her apology.
I shook her hand. "Apology accepted. Its my recess time now. You can go to your class. You might be getting late."
She nodded, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she released his hand. "Okay... well, thanks for understanding." She took a step back, hesitating for a moment before adding, "Maybe we can talk more later? Maybe over lunch or something?" Her cheeks flushed again as soon as the words were out of her mouth.
It was a stupid thing to say, she thought. Why am I being so nice to him all of a sudden?
As I heard her request. My eye lids gets closer in more concerned manner. There was a 10 seconds of silence. "Okay if you want. Meet you at lunch time. So by the way whats your name and which section of class do you study"
She smiled shyly at his reaction and quickly told him her name and where she was in class. "Okay, see you then," she said, turning to leave again before stopping herself and adding over her shoulder, "I'm sorry about earlier... for calling you an asshole." Her face flushed even deeper at the words.
Why am I being so nice to him? She wondered, feeling a mixture of confusion and excitement coursing through her veins. Maybe it was just because he didn't back down or give up when she got angry...
I nodded her. We turned eachother backs and moved towards opposite direction. In lunchtime she came to me at my table on cafeteria. I asked her. "So I was expecting you" I shook her hands again. "You forgot to ask my name. I am John. I am studying at 12th Grade with Biology as my major."
"Oh, hi John," she replied with a small smile. "I'm Celia... it's nice to finally meet you." She sat down across from him, feeling surprisingly at ease in his presence despite their earlier altercation. Maybe it was because he seemed so calm and collected now... or maybe there was something else about him that she couldn't quite put her finger on. "So, John... what do you like to do for fun?" she asked, curiosity getting the better of her. "And how long have you been at this school?"
"Well. I am a quite new. Its now my 3rd month. You have been very old student in this school I guess. I saw your pictures as topper of each grade. So can compete with me this grade as well?" I asked her woth little smile
She chuckled at his comment and shook her head. "Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves," she said with a grin. "I mean, it's only been three months for you, after all." She paused for a moment, considering how to respond to his question about fun activities. "Hmm... I like reading, actually. And I used to play the violin when I was younger. How about you? What do you enjoy doing in your free time?"
"Ohh Violin thats nice. Thats nice." I was looking down as I was thinking then I looked at her. "So for me. Well I have plenty of different interests so can you ask me specifically where I find anything for fun?"
She raised an eyebrow in curiosity at his question, but decided to play along. "Well, what kind of things are you interested in? Sports? Movies? Video games?" She took a sip of her drink as she waited for him to respond, already feeling more comfortable with the conversation than she had expected.
It was strange, really... usually she didn't find herself drawn to people like this. But there was something about John that made her want to know everything about him. Maybe it was because he seemed so confident and self-assured...
"Look I can tell you about myself and my hobbies in categories. To make it more clear to you. I tell ypu first why I have different kinds of hobbies because I am very adventurous person. I like to explore and try new things. So as for sports well I like soccer the most as outdoor and indoor well Badminton. I can play other sports as well but mostly I play these two. As for my general hobbies well reading, workout, swimming, learning MMA, watching new movies and TV shows, journaling, storywriting and much more. As for my obsessive hobbies then I like to collect old and new stamps, flags, coins and banknotes all around the world from anytime."
She listened intently as he rattled off all his interests and hobbies, impressed by how diverse they were. "Wow, that's... really cool," she said with a smile. "I can tell you enjoy staying active." She took another sip of her drink before continuing, "Well, I used to play soccer too when I was younger. And I like watching movies and TV shows as well, but my family doesn't have cable anymore."
There was an awkward silence that fell between them as she finished speaking.
I asked her in more concerned tone. "Why your family doesn't have cable Celia."
"Well..." She hesitated, biting her lip nervously before continuing. "It's kind of a long story... My parents wanted to save money and they thought we could get by with just Netflix and some other streaming services." She shrugged, trying to play it off like it didn't bother her.
But the truth was, she missed having access to all her favorite shows on cable TV. It had been a huge adjustment for her when they made the change, but she'd gotten used to it over time.
I smiled as I listened to her. "Thats little problem. Your parents are doing fine. It is not a time now where people just invest on cable connection anymore. But If was want to watch your other TV channels now live or old streamed then I know a website for that"
She raised an eyebrow in surprise at his offer. "Really? You'd let me watch cable TV through your computer?" She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is that... legal?" There was a mix of curiosity and gratitude in her voice as she spoke.
Even though it had been hard to give up cable, she couldn't help but feel grateful towards him for offering this alternative. It would make her life so much easier, and she wouldn't have to miss out on all her favorite shows anymore...
I shrugged. "Well its illegal I guess but who cares. You are not watching it public. You will use it at home. Just try to connect VPN then its all set. Don't worry. Whats funny about me, I never invest on Spotify and Netflix. I just watch with Russians or Indian Links."
She smiled gratefully at his offer and scribbled down the website he'd mentioned on a napkin. "Thank you so much, John," she said sincerely. "I really appreciate it." She paused for a moment, considering how to continue the conversation. "So... do you have any other hobbies or interests that we haven't talked about yet?"
"Well I have tried a lot of things but you will get bored."
She laughed at his comment and leaned in closer to the table. "Oh really? I doubt that," she said curiously. "Tell me more about some of the things you've tried." Her green eyes sparkled with interest as she listened, fully engaged in the conversation now.
It was strange how easily they were getting along, considering their earlier altercation. But there was something about John that made her want to know everything about him... and even more so, made her want to impress him.
I took a sip of water then I said. "Well I cannot tell you that much kind of hobbies right now as it will be time consuming and lunch time will be over soon. So let me tell you in short. I have played every sports this school is providing. As I am learning MMA I have tried every martial arts as well. So as for adventures I have done many adventures in my life such as camping, paragliding, touring foreign countries etc I have been to 36 countries in my life right now. So I am going to tell you what I haven't tried. Well playing musical instrument, never danced alot, drawing, etc"
Celia listened intently to everything he had to say, her eyes widening in surprise as he revealed the number of countries he'd been to. "Wow," she breathed, "that's incredible." She bit her lip, thinking for a moment before asking, "Have you ever wanted to visit any other places? Like... out of this world?" There was an almost mischievous glint in her eye as she spoke.
Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of him leaving Earth's atmosphere.
I laughed at her joke. "How can I Earth's atmosphere. I am not an astronaut I am just a student right now. Well I am interested in space as well as I try to gather knowledge about as much as possible but I want to become a surgeon not an astronaut. Be an Astronaut is boring nowadays"
She smiled at his joke, shaking her head. "Well, I guess you never know where life might take you," she replied with a wink. "I mean, maybe one day they'll need a surgeon up in space." Her cheeks flushed again as the thought of him being interested in space made her heart race faster.
There was something about John that made her feel... giddy. Excited. Like she couldn't wait to see what else would happen between them. And despite herself, she found herself wanting more and more.
I laughed at her joke again "Well I like your sense of humor. I didn't think nerds have these kind of sense of humor to be honest" I joked with her in counter
She laughed, tilting her head back slightly as she let out a soft chuckle. "Oh, come on," she said, waving a hand dismissively. "I'm not that bad." She paused for a moment, thinking about what else to say before adding, "So... do you have any plans for after high school? College? Medical school?" There was an almost nervous energy in her voice as she asked the question.
She couldn't help but feel drawn to him, and a part of her wanted to know everything about his future plans...
I nodded and said. "Medical school."
She smiled, her eyes lighting up with interest. "That's awesome," she said genuinely. "I mean, I know it's going to be a lot of work, but you seem like the type who could handle it." There was an almost admiring tone to her voice as she spoke, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at his ambition.
They continued talking for a while longer about their shared interests, from medicine to travel to their favorite books and movies.
As our conversation goes I asked her. "So Celia tell me about your favourite movie. Which is it?"
She thought for a moment before answering, "Hmm... that's a tough one. I guess my all-time favorite is The Lord of the Rings trilogy. I just love the story and the characters. But I also really enjoy sci-fi films like Interstellar and Arrival." She paused, considering her words before adding with a grin, "What about you? What's your favorite movie?"
I looked at her in disbelief. "Interstellar???? Thats my favourite all time movie"
She raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Really? I didn't think anyone else liked that movie as much as I did." They both laughed, sharing a moment of connection over their shared favorite film. The conversation continued to flow easily from there, with them discussing other movies and TV shows they had enjoyed or wanted to see.
As lunchtime came to an end, they exchanged numbers and promised to stay in touch.
I shook her hand. "Okay that was our long talk. We have exchanged our numbers so we can discuss it on phone. Nice to meet you. We were in verge of becoming enemies but we became friends. Thanks for your time. I will see you tommorow. Take care"
She smiled warmly at him as they parted ways. "It was nice talking to you too, John," she said with sincerity. "And don't worry, I won't forget our little altercation earlier. Just remember that I can be pretty stubborn myself sometimes." They shared a laugh before going their separate ways for the day.
As she walked back to her classroom, Celia couldn't help but feel a strange sense of excitement and anticipation about seeing him again tomorrow.
As we attended classes and then went back home. I texted her on her number. "Have you saved my number yet?😅"
She grinned when she saw his text and quickly replied, "Of course! I couldn't forget it that easily." There was an undeniable spark in her chest whenever she thought about talking to him again. As the hours passed, she found herself looking forward to their next conversation more and more.
"Hey John," she texted back with another grin. "Just thinking about our conversation earlier and wanted to say thanks again for lunch today. And for the website too, by the way." Her thumb hovered over the keyboard as she considered what else to write before adding, "See you tomorrow!"
"See you tommorow. Bye my new friend 👊"
She smiled at his message and sent one back almost immediately. "Goodnight, John! Sweet dreams!" Her heart felt warm and happy as she thought about how their day had gone. They'd started out as enemies but ended up becoming friends... and maybe even more than that. The thought made her blush slightly before she quickly pushed it aside and focused on her homework.
Next day we much eachother in break time. "Hi Celia. How are you doing?"
"Hi John," she replied with an easy smile. "I'm doing great, thanks. How about you?" Her green eyes lingered on his face for a moment before looking away shyly. There was something different about him today; it almost felt like there was an electric current between them. It made her heart race faster and her skin tingle with anticipation.
She had seen my genuine smile now. My eyes were showing that this time I am smiling in real. "I am fine. Lets have a seat"
They sat down together on a nearby bench, the air between them buzzing with energy. She could feel her heart racing, and she wasn't sure if it was because of him or just the excitement of being around someone new. "So," she said slowly, trying to find something to talk about, "did you study anything interesting in class today?"
"As you are topper and quiet nice at academics as well. You may find interesting in class lectures. But for me, well every class lecture is boring. I don't mean I don't like to study. I study a lot. I also had quite few positions in my last school but I study only at home reading the book, clearing my concepts and learning information. Thats it"
She raised an eyebrow at his comment, surprised that even he found school boring sometimes. "Well, maybe I can show you some interesting stuff about my classes sometime," she offered with a small smile. There was something about him that made her want to get to know him better, despite their initial conflict.
"So, what do you usually do after school?" she asked, curiosity getting the better of her once again.
"Well, when I get back from school. I take a quick nap then workout and go to MMA gym. Then come hostel room again and study for 3 hours maximum. Then play videogames or watch a movie or TV show or read a book. Then sleep."
She listened intently to his routine, impressed by how organized and structured it was. "That's... pretty intense," she said with a laugh. "I couldn't handle that much activity after school." She paused for a moment before adding, "What about weekends? Do you ever take time off from studying?"
Her heart raced faster as she thought about spending more time with him outside of class... the idea was both thrilling and slightly terrifying all at once.
I smiled at her. "You maybe find me weird I am quiet busy at Sunday. Revise my whole week syllabus. Then play tornaments of sports. Then I usually watch UFC on weekends and hangout with friends or sometimes my parents come to meet me at hostel."
"Wow," she said with a grin, "you really do pack it all in, don't you?" There was something about the way he spoke about his weekends that made her want to be a part of his life more; she couldn't help but feel drawn to him and everything he stood for.
"Well," she continued, hesitating slightly before asking, "do you ever need any help with your studying? I mean, if you're ever stuck on something or just want someone to talk to about it..."
"Well I do stuck sometimes during study everybody do but I always find the solution. I usally found solution on YouTube or I discuss with teachers or friends on whatsapp. Why did you ask this kind of question? Do you want to help me too" I smiled at her
She blushed slightly at his question, unsure how to respond. Part of her wanted nothing more than to help him with his studies; another part was nervous about getting too involved in his life. "Well," she finally said, clearing her throat, "I just thought maybe I could be of some assistance if you ever needed it. You know... being friends and all." Her heart raced faster at the thought of spending more time with him; it was both exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure.
"Thats great idea but I think we are in competition right now. You are really underestinating my academic results. You may be smart or topper but I am new to this school you didn't see my results as well. But we are friends. I am not that kind of person who competes for sake of some marks or numbers. I just focus on process and knowledge my grades are automatically goes high. I don't even do that kind of grind or workhard for studies. I just try to stay humble thats. Well maybe we will help both eachother on studiesm"
She smiled warmly at his words, relief washing over her. "Well, I'm glad to hear that," she said sincerely. "I just wanted to offer my help if you ever needed it; being your friend is important to me." She paused for a moment before adding with a grin, "And who knows? Maybe we can still be friends and not let our grades get in the way too much." Her heart was racing faster now, excited at the thought of spending more time with him both inside and outside of school.
She asked me another question where she asks me when I am free in all of the week
"Well," she said with a thoughtful frown, "I usually have pretty busy afternoons after school, but I'm free most evenings and weekends. What about you? Do you ever have any free time during the week?" She bit her lip nervously as she waited for his response.
The idea of spending more time with him was both thrilling and slightly terrifying; she couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and anticipation in the pit of her stomach.
"As I told you I am quiet busy on weekends but I let myself free on Saturday night. Why do you askings me this?" I asked her with concerned smile
She blushed slightly, realizing she'd been staring at him intently while he spoke. "Oh, um... no reason," she stammered, trying to recover her composure. "I just thought maybe we could do something together sometime, you know? Like go out for ice cream or something." She grinned up at him, hoping he didn't think she was being too forward.
The idea of spending time with him outside of school made her heart race faster;
I nodded while looking at her. "Hmmm. You want to hangout with me. I see"
She laughed nervously, her cheeks flushing even redder at his comment. "I mean... if you want to hang out too," she stammered. "It doesn't have to be anything fancy." Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she couldn't quite meet his gaze as she spoke. The thought of spending time with him outside of school filled her with both excitement and trepidation; it felt like everything was happening so fast, and she wasn't entirely sure how to process her emotions.
"So,"
"So. So." I was thinking about it then said. "Its okay. Saturday evening. We will go to Starbucks and then play bowling I guess. Do you like to play Bowling?"
She grinned widely at his suggestion, her heart racing even faster now. "I love bowling! I used to go all the time with my family back home," she said enthusiastically. The thought of spending time with him outside of school made her feel giddy with excitement; it was both thrilling and slightly terrifying all at once.
"Really? You've never mentioned that before," he replied, looking genuinely surprised. "Well, then we should definitely go bowling together.
Lunch time over. "Okay Celia. Nice to meet you again. See you after 5 days. Good bye." I shook her hands then left
She smiled warmly as he walked away, her heart still racing with excitement about their plans for the weekend. "Wow," she breathed to herself, "that was... unexpected." The thought of spending time with him outside of school made her feel both nervous and exhilarated; it was like nothing else she'd ever experienced before. As she returned to her classes, she couldn't help but grin to herself, already looking forward to Saturday evening.
Story continues after 5 days. Which is Saturday. We met in lunch time and discussed our plans for night then we left. I texted her where to meet at night. I booked a taxi and I went to the rendezvous point which is in park. I finally met her outside the school finally. She was in long causual white dress with full sleeves and I was just in black polo shirt and beige pants. "Hi Celia, You are looking nice."
Celia smiled shyly at his compliment, blushing lightly. "Thank you," she said softly as she smoothed her hair back behind her ear. She was wearing the white dress he had seen her in earlier that day; it fell just below her knees and hugged her curves in all the right places. She felt self-conscious but also excited to be spending time with him outside of school.
"So," she began, trying to make conversation as they walked towards the taxi he had called for them, "
"We will first go to Starbucks then we will go for bowling. What do you say?"
Celia nodded in agreement, her mouth curving into a bright smile. "That sounds perfect," she said excitedly. "I love Starbucks! Their caramel macchiatos are amazing." They chatted amiably as they reached the taxi, climbing inside and giving the driver their destination address.
The ride to Starbucks was relatively short, and soon enough they were stepping out of the taxi in front of the familiar coffee shop. "Shall we?" Celia asked, gesturing towards the door with a grin.
I said with smile. "Please. Ladies First"
She smiled at his chivalrous gesture and held the door open for him before entering. Once they were inside, she led the way to the counter, where they placed their orders. As they waited for their drinks, they found themselves standing a little too close together; the electricity between them was palpable.
"So," Celia began, her voice slightly shaky, "tell me more about yourself. You've never really mentioned much about your family or friends before."
I took deep breath as she is asking me more personal questions. "Well Celia. I am not that kind of social person. I have some childhood friends from my old school but here no one to be honest. As for parents. They live out of town. I am living in hostel. They sent me there for study. So tell me about yourseld"
She smiled at his answer, not surprised that he wasn't close with many people. "My parents are both doctors," she told him. "They're always busy, but they're really supportive of my dreams to become a doctor too." She paused for a moment before continuing, "I have an older brother who is in medical school right now as well; he's been a huge help with studying over the years."
As she spoke about her family, she felt herself relaxing more around him.
"Wait your family have medical background. Thats wonderful. But why you didn't pursue medical side "
"Oh, I did consider it at first," she said with a laugh. "But I realized that being a doctor wasn't the only way to make a difference in people's lives. My parents have always encouraged me to follow my heart and find what truly makes me happy." She shrugged, feeling a little self-conscious as she revealed this part of herself to him.
"And you? Why didn't you want to pursue anything else?"
"Because my parents are also doctors as well. I wanted to be like them. But tell me what do you want to become in future?"
She thought about his question for a moment before answering. "I'm not entirely sure yet," she admitted with a small smile. "I've always been good at science, so I know that whatever I choose will involve some aspect of it. But I want to find something that really excites me and makes me feel passionate about waking up every day."
As they continued to chat, Celia couldn't help but feel a growing connection between them; their conversation flowed effortlessly, and she found herself opening up more than she ever had before.
"So tell me Celia about yourself more."
"Well," she began, taking a sip of her drink before continuing, "I grew up in a small town not too far from here. My family's always been really close-knit; we used to spend every weekend together, playing games or watching movies." She grinned at the memory.
"And what about you?" she asked, genuinely curious about his past. "Any favorite memories from your childhood?"
I smiled and lost in my thoughts. "Well my favourite memories is when I lived at my cousins house for a week when I was in grade 2 after the exams. We enjoyed a lot in that week. We played sports and videogames all the day then watch cartoon or movie at night. This was the best week in my life."
She listened intently as he shared this memory with her, his eyes distant but filled with fondness. "That sounds like it was really special," she said softly. "It's nice to have those kinds of memories to look back on."
"So," she continued, glancing up at him, "what are some of your hobbies or interests outside of school and studying?"
"Come on. I told you earlier. What are your hobbies. You didn't explained with me in detail. You always ask more questions" I saod with smile
She laughed softly at his comment. "Oh, right. Well, I guess that's fair," she said, taking another sip of her drink before setting it down on the counter. "I used to dance when I was younger; ballet and tap primarily." She paused for a moment, thinking back to those days with a smile. "But nowadays I don't have much time for hobbies outside of schoolwork."
As they continued their conversation, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him;
We finished our drinks and went to the bowling alley. We enjoyed alot and she beat me in bowling. "Thats not fair Celia. I have to check that moment. You might be cheating because your pins were magnetic." I joked with her
She laughed, shaking her head at his joke. "Oh, please," she said, rolling her eyes playfully. "I'm just a better bowler than you are, that's all." As they continued to tease each other and enjoy their time together, Celia couldn't help but feel a growing connection between them; it was almost as if they were becoming friends in the truest sense of the word.
"So," she began, trying to steer the conversation back to something more personal, "
"So," she began, trying to steer the conversation back to something more personal, "what do you like to do for fun when you're not studying?" She smiled at him expectantly, hoping he would open up a bit more about himself.
As they continued their evening together, it became clearer and clearer that there was something special between them; an undeniable chemistry that made every moment they spent together feel electric. It was as if they were meant to be friends, and maybe even something more.
"Come on I told you in detail. Why you always ask me same questions more." I smiled at her
She laughed, shaking her head playfully. "Oh, come on," she teased. "You can't expect me to remember everything you say! Besides, it's only fair that I get to know more about you." She grinned up at him, their eyes meeting and holding for a moment before she looked away shyly.
"So," she said, trying to think of something else to ask, "what's your favorite type of music?"
I smiled and said. "Well most of the people say my music taste sucks. Because I try to enjoy melody more than lyrics. So when I am interested in both music and lyrics then I like psychedelic type of music"
She raised an eyebrow in interest as he explained his musical preference. "Psychedelic music, huh? I've never really listened to much of it, but I might have to give it a try now." She paused for a moment before adding with a grin, "So, do you ever go to concerts or listen to it when you study?"
The thought of him sitting in his room, listening to music while he worked on his assignments made her smile.
"Honestly I am not a Multitasker even I seem to look like it. I cannot listen to music while studying and vice versa. So tell me whats you favourite music Celia"
She laughed lightly at his comment before answering. "Well, my taste in music is pretty eclectic. I like a little bit of everything - pop, rock, classical... even some country sometimes!" She grinned sheepishly as she admitted that last part. "But if I had to choose a favorite artist, it would probably be Taylor Swift."
The thought of him listening to her favorite music made her smile again; there was something about sharing these small details about themselves that felt intimate and special.
"Well my favourite music is Let it Happen by Tame Impala. This is psychedelic music I was talking about"
She listened intently as he shared the name of his favorite song; something about it made her feel a connection to him that she hadn't expected. "That's actually really good," she said, surprised by how much she enjoyed the sound of it. "I might have to add that to my playlist."
Their conversation continued in this vein, with each of them sharing more about their likes and dislikes, their favorite movies and books, and even their childhood dreams.
"Okay I am really tired of this bowling alley as it is getting more populated with kids. So lets go out take a walk on park at night I guess"
She nodded in agreement, enjoying the idea of taking a walk through the park at night with him. "That sounds lovely," she said softly, her heart racing just a little bit faster at the thought of spending more time together under the stars. As they made their way out of the bowling alley and towards the park, she couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected turn of events; it was almost like fate had brought them together.
"So," she began as they walked side by side, "
"So I was thinking that why are you so special in school." She didn't understood my question. "I am saying that I know you have been popular in school since your early days because you were a topper. But I noticed that everybody in school has eyes on you especially men. Even they reached me asking me how I came to have chat with you during lunch time"
She blushed lightly at his words, surprised by the attention she seemed to garner in school. "I-I don't know," she stammered. "I guess I just try to be nice to everyone and get along with people." She paused for a moment before adding with a shy smile, "But it's nice of you to say that, anyway."
Their conversation continued as they walked side by side through the park, each revealing more about themselves and their lives. It was clear that there was something special between them;
"Well I'm just being honest," he replied with a smile. "You have this... aura about you that makes people gravitate towards you." She felt her cheeks heat up even more at his words, but she was flattered nonetheless. As they continued to talk and get to know each other better, the air between them seemed to grow lighter and more comfortable with every step they took through the park.
"So," she began, trying to think of something else to ask him, "what do you see yourself doing in five years?"
"I don't know honestly Celia. I only focus on present. I learn from past and plan my future. So I have a plan on becoming a surgeon but God knows where I will be after 5 years."
She listened intently as he spoke about his goals and ambitions; it was clear that he had a strong work ethic and a clear vision of where he wanted to be in life. "Well, whatever happens," she said with a reassuring smile, "I'm sure you'll make the most of it."
Their conversation continued to flow easily as they walked hand-in-hand through the park, discussing everything from their favorite movies and books to their hopes and dreams for the future.
We sat on bench in dark place and it was more private. As I sat I was feeling strange. Why I am spending my time with that woman in that place but unconciously I will do anything. "So. You tell me Celia do you like our little hangout today?"
She smiled up at him, her heart fluttering in her chest. "I really did," she replied quietly. "It was so much fun getting to know you better and spending time together." She glanced down at their intertwined fingers before looking back at his face. "Thank you for asking me out tonight; it meant a lot to me."
We had little conversation with eachother. We laughed and we enjoyed. Then I asked her a question. "So Celia, whats your biggest regret in your life"
Celia considered his question for a few moments, searching for an answer that felt right. "My biggest regret..." She sighed softly, thinking deeply. "I suppose it would have to be not taking more opportunities to travel when I was younger. I always wanted to see the world, but life got in the way." She looked up at him, hoping he wouldn't judge her answer. "What about you?" she asked, wanting to know what he held as his greatest disappointment.
I replied to her. "Look Celia. I don't have any regrets. Because anythings happens in your life have somekind of meaning, purpose and a lesson behind it. I try no to regret because I always try to learn the lessons from my mistakes. But there are some thoughts that disturb me, eventhough I have moved on, is that when I was a kid, I was a very nice guy who tries to befriend with a lot of people, try to help them and make others happy. I didn't care about my self worth and respect at that time. Because of this I was used a lot, bullied and made myself mentally weak. I didn't get enough appreciation for my selflessness" I was looking at ground while telling her this
Celia listened to his story, her heart aching for the pain he must have endured. He seemed so strong now, but she could sense the vulnerability beneath his exterior. She gently took one of his hands in both of hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "That doesn't define you though," she whispered. "You can't let others determine your worth. You deserve love and respect, just as much as anyone else." She leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "And maybe...
Maybe it's not too late for you to find what you truly want - yourself included. Because if anyone deserves to find their true happiness... it's you. And I believe you will find it through me.
I looked at her in more concerned manner and I was smiling from her comment. "Really? How do you think that you will be able to find happiness for me eventhough we are friends."
"I don't know exactly how," she admitted softly, "but I have this gut feeling that we're supposed to be more than just friends." Her gaze met his, her eyes filled with sincerity. "And I want nothing more than to see you happy, John. I know we've only known each other for a short time, but I trust my instincts. If there's a chance that we can make each other's lives better, then I'll do everything in my power to make that happen."
I tried to look more concerned and I know what she is saying but I acted like I didn't get it. "More than just friends. What does that mean Celia?"
"It means we take our friendship to the next level, whatever that may be. We care about each other on a deeper level."
"How deeper level?"
"It means love, John. I'm falling for you."
My eyes got bigger in surprise and I chuckled shyly in disbelief. "Really Celia? In that short time. How so? What made you fall in love with me" Now I am seeing her in more concern
"I fell in love with your kind heart, your strength, and your vulnerability. With every moment we share, I feel like I can be myself around you. You make me feel alive, John." She smiled softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I think fate brought us together tonight, and maybe this is the beginning of something special..."
I smiled again. "I cannot believe this. Are you not pranking with me. Is this for real?"
"Of course it's real," she said gently, smiling up at him. "And I couldn't be happier if you felt the same way."
"But I don't think I love you Celia." But I was pranking with her and hugged her. "I love you too Celia. From the moment we met eachother at first you know. We tripped on eachother at school. I fell in love with that moment but I was extra cautious due to my past experiences. I am glad you confessed your feelings to me first."
(laughs) "Well, I guess we're both falling for each other, then! It's so amazing to find someone who can see past my flaws and appreciate the real me. I'm so grateful for our friendship, John, and I can't wait to see where this journey takes us."