This last semester makes us really busy; Violet and I had no same classes so we just hang out once a week because according to her, she always misses me. I don't really mind her being clingy with me because it doesn't really bother me at all, she's been nothing but nice to me and I ought to do the same. Today is Saturday and she said that she'd be staying over with me because her parents would be away and she's not really happy to be alone because, apparently, this loud pal is scared from ghosts. Dumb, I know, she's really scared because when I told her to come over at our house last Halloween where my family and I made it a tradition to wear costumes and don't light up the entire house, when I opened the door for her, her soul just decided to get away from her body and she just fainted. It would probably the most unforgettable memory I have with her because it was hilarious, when she woke up, she even cried and cuddled with her toes while shouting my name and saying "Chessie! There's a ghost in your house! We need to get out of here!" then I laughed so hard I could feel the tears pooling at the side of my eyes then she just suddenly threw her bag at me while cursing. *Ding dong* It must be her, I opened the door just to see Violet with her pink blanket and plushie that she calls "Chessa" yes, she named it after me because I got it for her last Christmas, typically what a Violet Brussells would do. "Hey Chessa! I bought facemasks! We should try it come on!" she said raising her hands where she's holding different facemasks, she even gave one to my mom that's now her mom too because mom's really fond of her. Can't blame her though, Violet's really likeable, she's the perfect definition of a perfect daughter my mom probably wished for. I may not have said it, but Violet's not just beauty, but with brains too, she's literally a dean's lister, someone who they send off to different schools to compete academically, she's even into sports! Can't believed she chose me as her gal. We are now both laying to my bed with facemasks on our faces when she suddenly broke some news. "I met someone, his name's Tyler Adams, he's nice and I think I like him, what do you think?" she said, smiling so wide I can see her perfect set of teeth, her eyes are even sparkling, is that how being in love looks like? Is this the time where she says goodbye to me because she would be busy with someone... who's not me? What would I be to her then? Would we still be friends? "Oh my god! Earth to Chesca?" she suddenly said, snapping her fingers in front of me. "Oh yeah, well, I think you should pursue him?" I told her, panicking, not really knowing what to say, I mean, I am no love guru, I have no experiences and I should be the last one she's been asking for a love advice, hell! I don't even know what love was! Or do I?
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A Story On How I Knew Love
RomanceAm I capable of falling in love? or am I just destined to see everyone fall in love?