BALLS FLY : The Day I Met The Love Of My Life In A Bowling Alley
( A Short Story)
Smary's POV
I stared at my face in the mirror. I scrutinized my pale features. My skin was so pale that it looked almost translucent. I looked at my lips that were an astonishing shade of purple. My friends tell me like i look like an emotionless husk of a person. But, they don't understand the passion that burns deep within me. The passion that only a man can ignite.
Call it what you want but I just knew that I would meet him today. Maybe it's fate.
I decides that I would look my best for whoever was brave enough to open the lock over my heart.
I picked out my most cleavage showing shirt. It was blue. As blue as the sky. As blue as my eyes.
I pondered over what to do with my short lustrous hair. I decided clipping it back wouldn't draw the attention away from my face. I put on my lucky pink socks and I head out to the bowling alley where I was meeting my "friends".
I don't really care about my friends. They're just there to provide the occasional entertainment and a few laughs here and there.
Reaching the bowling alley : Samoeba I saw my friend Svidisha looking harried as she tried to book us an alley. I looked around the room deciding on my prey for the day. I was looking for Mr. Right. Not finding him there I gave a disappointed sigh and turned towards my friends.
After everyone had arrived we headed towards our alley which was the last one, and we typed in our names. As we started to play I felt a tingling in the nape of my neck and i knew. I just knew. He was here.
I turned around and what I saw... took my breath away!!!11
