Fall again

Chp2

Chapter 2 ~ Reckless boy

"What type of boy do you want to be, Serra?" Sahil asked sauntering down the alley of clothes store.

"I look different" he stated staring at me a little apprehensively.

I nodded squinting my eyes, "have we met before?" I blurted.

There's a thing called aura the feeling around the person, it is the atmosphere that they carry around themselves. I felt like I knew this aura this feeling which I felt around Sahil right now. It's familiar it's a bit terrifying and I don't know but I would have known if I did a thorough study about it. This feeling...

I shoved it right back where it came from, snatching whatever clothes Sahil held, he himself looked puzzled and confused.

Sometimes I asked myself why am I so boring?

Like who the hell start daydreaming about aura?

I stormed into the changing room then glanced at the clothes that I carried in absent-mindedly.

Red Checked shirt and blue jeans?

I stared at it longer.

what am I doing? Seriously why am I doing this? My eyes travelled to the front floor length mirror. When the buzz of doing something new faded out I was back to myself.

I stared at myself in most boring color clothes one could have ever choose. Grey jumper with black leggings. My messy ponytail. My not so extraordinary looks with so extraordinary dark circles below my eyes.

My life was planned out to study till I get admission in the best collage then there also study it wasn't like I hated studying. I enjoyed it, I enjoyed it without any expectations, without making it only goal oriented. Goals make people greedy they make us weak they just take out the interest part out of the work, once you achieve or fail to achieve them.

I had to wake up early tomorrow and here I was having career counseling with myself in the changing room holding boys clothes in some far away store from my hostel, sneaking out late at night with a reckless suicidal boy.

Well at least boring part didn't fit well with my life now.

"So I am coming in" Sahil announced getting in.

I whirled around raising the clothes to my still in clothes body

"You can't get in here"I whispered in disbelief at his audacity to think he could come in just like that.

"I know" he rubbed his neck sheepishly, "but see, you are still in your clothes" he waved his hand to my body stating the obvious.

I folded my arms with red shirt slithering down the floor at one side. If I wore it, it would have swallowed me leaving only my neck or also probably some portion of my calves

"What if I wasn't?" I asked back trying to make him feel embarrassed and at a mistake for entering without any permission.

"Then I would have closed my eyes"he answered smoothly, also mumbling along the line,"I won't blame myself completely when the door was left open"

Hearing it clearly, I narrowed my eyes at him this guy was a shameless flirt. Which didn't suit with the first impression, the meek and weak one.

I let it go, before I rendered myself with a headache thinking about his behaviour.

"I am having second thoughts" I admitted dropping the boys extra - extra large clothes.

He eyed it then me with an eyebrow raised at my indecisive self.