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       " All the world's a stage,
                                   As you like it to be."

  Everything around me felt like it was frozen and only Ryan was in movement towards me.

It feels like slow-mo, the chill breeze that blows in my face since the door is open for him to come in. He is in a perfect black tuxedo with formal shoes that blend in. He is unquestionably handsome with his signature smile in the corner of his thin lips. All of a sudden everything seems to fast forward in seconds.

As he enters the home, Al seems excited since he is his best friend. Ryan greets mom and my brother and gave his bestowal to Al. All the time i was distracting myself from him by reading the gift labels given to me.

After few moments, in a trice Ryan was facing me and looking into my eyes. All I could do was admire his emerald eyes, dirty blonde hair, flawless skin and his perfectly tailored suit. I was feeling breathless for a brief momemt until he spoke.

I couldn't call it a whisper, but it seemed like he mouthed "Merry Christmas Evey". And to my surprise he gave a small rectangular box wrapped in a shining silver wrapper. I couldn't help but digged into the tiny box swiftly to see a glittering silver bracelet with white stones in it.

My breathing hastened rapidly as my chest heaved and fell. Before I could look into his eyes again he was long gone from my home. I felt helpless at the moment, but now I'm truly happy that he didn't look at the glint in my eyes.

May 26, 2018

And from then onwards this bracelet has become my daily accessory. Plummeting back to reality, I saw that I've been standing in front of the mirror for past twenty minutes reminiscing about the past. It was already time for the play and we had to rehearse once before the program.

So I went straight to the classroom where everyone in our crew were told to assemble after getting ready. Did I mention that this dress far too long and heavy for me to carry?! So I practically dragged myself to the classroom. Obviously I got weird looks all the hallway I was dragging myself through, but I got weirder looks from my crew mates themselves when I walked into the classroom.

I went straight to the director of the screen play, Mr. Ryan Kingston. I didn't know who else to goto, to keep my demons in check with all the wierd looks from everyone. But to add on to the odd situation, he kept staring at me even when I walked close enough. I knew this wasn't helping and before I could lose my mind and give up my confidence, there came Christabel and Iris.

They hugged me at the very moment and yelled that I was looking gorgeous. God.. They are my saviours. I glanced one last time at Ryan and went back to rehearsal with my girlfriends. But I noticed him throwing glances in the middle of the rehearsal at instances. I was intrigued at first few times but I let it go afterwards.

And the play was successfully over and we did get appreciation from everyone who we crossed paths. Ryan was appreciated by the principal and faculties. I and some of the crew members got special appreciation too.

With the over whelming responses I got for my character really made my day. As I was recalling every appreciation I got, I packed my things from the make up room to leave school. There was no one in the room since our program was the last of all. Even though it was quiet and peaceful on the contrary of outside being very loud and exuberant, it was slightly terrifying to be alone in a really large make up room.

As I was packing everything, I heard a loud knock at the door which seemed louder with respect to the empty echoing room. I jolted for a second and calmed myself to open the door. There stood Ryan. He excused himself to take the guitar from my place which Al told to give him. I completely forgot that he was gonna sing tonight.

I apologised to him about my memory and asked the whereabouts of his singing performance. He told the place of performance and turned to leave. I was a bit broken about his silence about my performance in the play. Still making up my mind, I turned towards my things. All of a sudden I felt him turning towards me and I turned to face him too.

He said " You nailed it. Clarice (the role) would never have been perfect than you as even herself ." I couldn't help but I smiled like a child with candy. And he gave a slight smile too and started walking towards the door. But before he could open the door with his hand in the handle bar, he turned towards me and said  "Also you look striking." and he stormed towards oblivion.

I couldn't believe this being real. I stood there for multiple seconds processing whatever the two lines he said. And grabbed my things and ran to his performance. There is also something about him singing, which is absolutely mesmerising. All I did was stand like a doll and watch him sing in all his glory.

He is amazing.

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