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It's good to see you. These are short stories on RagLak and characters of my imagination. Read it and tell me how it was. Share it if you liked. Enjoy Buddy.
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'Oh yes! Leaving all alone here me Eva has gone. I shouldn't have come in the first place. I don't have a date too. Ugghhh! Life is so mean.'
Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see a hand extended for dance and the person.
'I can't believe this is happening. My first crush, Alvin is here.'
It's almost a decade before I've crushed him hard and bad yet still my heart flutters. I can see his hazel-brown orbs sparkling in the dim lights. I felt myself drowning once again for that beauty. My breath pacing fast and slow, I got lost in my Lala-land when he snapped.
"Sweetheart, I know I'm drool-worthy, please wipe that off," He said, pinpointing the right end of my lips. I became self-conscious and tried to wipe it off. Alas, there was nothing. I saw his devilishly handsome face with a smirk.
Did I just make fun out of myself?
I facepalmed mentally and passed a sheepish smile to him. His face softened and he chuckled softly. Then I realised he asked me for a dance. I cleared my throat and prepared to decline his offer. I can still feel my heart bouncing off my ribs. Can't take chances to embarrass me, yet again.
But I heard the last call for couples on the dance floor and he quickly grabbed my wrist and dragged me without waiting for my answer. I wanted to scream at him for touching me without my permission, but just as his rough ones caught my soft ones the butterflies that had gone on hibernation woke up in my stomach, doing salsa.
' You heart better don't embarrass me', warned my brain to my heart.
'Hello Brain, you can't control me remember!' retorted my heart.
'Please, respect at stake'
'What about me then?'
'Last time you made yourself a laughing stock while proposing him in your so-called unique way'
'And that so-called unique way was given by you smarty pants'
'You messed it up by beating faster and getting nervous'
'Oh puh-lease, '
'Look he didn't even recognise you. Hahaha...'
That's when I realised he didn't recognise me. Why would he? There were a hundred dozen of girls behind him every day. I'm just one random girl among them. He wasn't just my highschool crush but also our entire school's crush. And I still remember he dated the super hot and sexy girl from our school, Samantha. He deserved such a hot girl unlike me. I used to get self-conscious every time I see them together. They were so popular that even walls and chairs used to ship them and play cupid.
