Will you be my girl?

Chapter 2

My secret admirer. Great.

Along with the letter, there was also a box down the door wrapped in a golden gift paper with a red bow. I removed the bow and unboxed it carefully still confused who the hell this gift from might be.

Apart from my parents, granny and Sam, I didn't think anyone would remember my birthday let alone give the gift and letter. Cause honestly speaking, nowadays the only way to remember people and their born days are either through Facebook,  Snapchat or any other stupid social media app. And apparently, I don't use any of these. 

Anyway..

Inside the box was another box, a beautiful blue coloured designer jewellery box. 

What the hell is inside this box?

A wedding ring?

Someone wants to marry me?

Where's my invincible prince charming? Lost in the maze of life? Or in the woods? Or to the other side of the universe?

What kind of crappy proposal is this? A ring box without a bride...

Jen.. focus!

My assumptions were proved wrong when I opened the beautiful blue box.

I love blue.)

There lay a golden necklace with Jen written in italics. Towards the end of the letter 'n' A was carved with shiny diamond stones. I must admit, it was pretty. I took it in my hands, my fingers brushing the intricate design. I loved it too much. It was perfect. 

"Whatever" I whispered to myself when I realized my ephemeral obsession. "It's no big deal. You've got just another stalker, so what?"

But a tiny smile crept through my face as much I tried to avoid it. The necklace was indeed beautiful and the letter added to the charm.

Yeah I have an unhealthy obsession with letters.

Thinking about it, I sound so cheesy. So mawkish. Ugh.

Okay, maybe I'm sleepy. I opened the door and went up straight to bed.

~_~

Any of you hate going to college?

Anyone?

Yeah?

ok, so here's a news. I don't. Surprise? Ta-da!

I love going to college. Not for spending time with my favourite fellow "friends", but I love my life at college. The activities we do throughout the day, what I learn.

Arts has always been my forte.

I love everything about arts. I like to create. I love the way the artist represents a subject in a creative manner. It tells you a lot about the persons ways of seeing the world. Art is one of the best ways through which a human being can give shape to his or her thoughts.

I love my being when I'm doing something I LOVE. 

Right since I was a child, I was always the one on stage or in front of people, showcasing my talent. I was a very confident girl. There was no time ever when I have had felt stage phobia. I loved stage and I loved being the centre of attention. That made a strong urge to opt for the arts program in my college. Living in New York city was nothing but a bundle full of opportunities. Any thing related to art and I was ready to do it, learn it. The artist in me was since I was born I guess. I spent every second of my being to improve myself. It never felt I was trying to hard. I just did.