Falling In Love

Chapter 1

It was 7 am. It wasn't a bad day but it wasn't good either. Somehow I wasn't late today. Most of the days I reach my class late.

They make us stand in assembly every day. Imagine standing in assembly for the past 7 years! Everyday! Who can take it anyway? Sometimes I get tired of my life, doing the same thing every single day.

By the way, I am Eleanora. I am in high school.

People say high school life never gets dull. I never saw anything interesting though. I heard someone calling from behind so I turn back. There she was my best friend Samantha.

Sammy was one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen. She was on the bulky side. She has dark brown medium-length hair, brown eyes, and has the best smile.

She hugged me as soon as she saw me. She was probably the jolliest person in our school. She started with,

"Elean, how are you? "

"Fine, I guess. How are you?"

"Good good. Did you complete your homework? "

"Yeah!  Did you finish it or you need mine to complete it? "

"Nah! I finished it already."

"Good."

We entered school together. First, we put our bag in our classroom and then go to the playground for assembly.

The principal gives us some lectures and then we start singing the national anthem and so on. After assembly, we go to our classes.

After school, Sammy and I hang out for some time behind our school. The atmosphere behind our school is like a forest.

I have never been to an actual forest. But whenever I come here I feel peace and calm with a tinge of horror for ghosts.

I usually reach home around 12:40 pm. My mother welcomes me home every day. She never misses welcoming me. 

I changed my uniform and took a shower. Then I ate my lunch. After lunch, I always take a nap.

As I was lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling and thinking about my day, I heard some sound.

It was like someone was throwing something at our window. So I went to our balcony and there were some boys on top of the next building terrace.

Our building was three stored and the one in front of ours was two.

So their terrace and our second-floor balcony were close. They probably were from our neighborhood and one of them was throwing pebbles at our window. 

As he saw me he stopped throwing pebbles and started talking with his friends.

I was a very calm and collected person unless someone tempers with my temper that is. And I hated it when someone disturbs my sleep. So with a loud voice, I asked them,

"What is your problem? "

The boy who was in the front  answered,

"Nothing."

"Then why were y'all throwing stones at my window? "

One from behind came up to me and said,

"We were throwing pebbles because we needed to talk to you. One of my friends likes you."

"And?"

"He wants to go on a date with you."

My heart almost stopped at that. I never felt anything for any guy. And I wasn't too much into relationship shit. I said,

"And he couldn't come up to me to say that? "

"He is a little shy and scared of you."

"And you are very brave I take it? "

He was just standing there smirking. I hate when people do that. I told him, 

"Tell your friend to come by himself. If he can't talk to me by himself he shouldn't hope to go on a date with me."

After saying that I closed my balcony door and go to my room for my usual nap.