The Red Bride

Chapter 3: Drawn to each others' Charm

People see love in different perspectives, some call it a blessing and some call it a curse, that is what love means to some people. But for me, love is an emotion we tend to believe that we feel and after some time of thinking we conclude it to be love. My humanity was imprisoned with so much perfections that I was not able to see the simple beauty of an old chair staying in a shady oak tree, the beauty of a tree with no leaves, the beauty of a withered flower in a vase. I was used with the idea that life needs to be perfect and that is all. Maybe I was too busy looking for the perfect life, as a result, God is giving me time to appreciate a new life far from being perfect.

I was used with the idea of pleasing other people in order for them to like me, make them be fond of me so that they will give me respect and envy me for the way I am. But this time, I am willing to risk my perfect life so I can have the life that will make me happy. My obsession with my English teacher opened my mimd with the reality that sometimes we need to deviate from the norm, we need to risk for something so that we can have adventure, we need to get dirty to experience the other side of hapiness.

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It's barely 24 hours before my debut, but I still can't believe that my English teacher chose to push thru with his date to the i-don't-want-to-know lover of him. If only I have the courage to go and talk to him, but I find it so stupid to ask him again. Maybe, just maybe he will change his mind when he sees me sad and touchy. I think I'll try that.

"Mr. Rafael I need to get out.", that was embarassing, dusturbing our class just to get the attention of my English teacher.

"Sure...",bla, bla, bla. I dont care about the Sonnets of the Portugese, all I want is for him to come and dance at my party.

I went outside the room and walked in the ailse to go to the comfort room. The corridor is so quiet which make it so creepy. I need to do something stupid so that I can talk to him privately, that's it. I am going to skip the remaining 45 mins. of my English class then I will go to his house and ask him to lend his notes to me. Oh my, I'm so head over heels about him. This is the first time I will do this, and I hope it will be worth it.

I was walking when I heard someone whispers. I looked at the faculty office and saw a lady in pure white dress, blond with eyeglasses and Ms. Deliah, one of the terror teachers in school.

"I don't like the plan. He may fall for her, and I can't forgive myself if that happens. I dragged him into this, I need to help him.", said the young lady in a very nervous tone.

"It was your fault. Maybe that was his destiny.", now this is more interesting. Who is 'he'?

"Look, if you will not help me find another person to do the job, I will do it myself.", I wanted to see the young ladys'face but she won't turn around.

"I warn you, if you do that, something terrible might happen to him and you will never be able to bring him back."

"I have made my mind."

I was not able to hear their conversation becuase the principal saw me and called for my name.

"Karmilla, is your class done?", I really hate this man, no doubt that no one wanted to marry him becuase of his inability to be nice.

"I just went out to pee Mr. Clark. I am going back to my class. Sorry.", I looked at the faculty room once again and the young girl and Ms. Deliah were already out of my sight.

I went back into the classroom. I need to have another alibi in order for me to have time with him privately.

"Mr. Rafael, I really want to see you after school today.",I told him when all the other students were out.