How The Galaxy Expects You To Live Until You Die (Based on A True Story)

Ocean Eyes, sky blue ✅

You know, sometimes in life we seem to accept our feelings and take them into different zones of our heart. And sometimes that love that invades our heart and that flame, and those tears that we feel for that special someone is more than enough to learn and  to accept how we are in reality. 

In my aspect of life and when it came to my relationships with my ex's,  i never had the courage to ever kiss any of them on the lips and surely hold their hands around made me feel a bit awkward when it came to "Being touchy" as they say. I always considered my lips as something holy... even as something sacred in the way of saying that my first "real kiss" would be with someone whom i wanted to be with forever. In the school year of 2021, that's where i found that person... that someone i was able to say, i love him and give him everything that was mine. I've never been truly blinded by love until it came to that year  and truly what happened at the end made me realise that love, was something more difficult than a word and a feeling. 

This all starts with the first day of school in August of 2021. I had started my third year of high school and i was ready for just anything. I walked into school feeling very confident about myself. Id seen friends of mine who were now all grown up. There were some who were a bit "bigger" than what i remembered but of course staying home during a whole year and a half is more than a valid explanation to say i gained fifty pounds. In my aspect i suppose i did go through a phase of puberty where the bottom of my body had changed completely, my hips were wider and i was no longer a girl but rather than a step closer to being a woman. 

Walking around school on the look-out for friends is no easy task as everyone is running up to each other giving hugs and kisses because they hadn't seen anyone in a year and a half so i simply couldn't blame them. In all thought seeing everyone so united as that first day of school was something beautiful and something id never forget.  Guys giving hand shakes, girls and their eyelashes falling off because their eyes were soaking wet, and all these new freshman who seemed to get shorter each year.  Seeing them surely made me remember when i was a freshman and it was funny how i had once been in their position.

I didn't have much to do really and after walking around i decided to go into the M.P.R. In all thought all i wanted to do was sit on a chair, go on my phone or listen to music because either way, my brother was behind me following me like a chick and me being his mother goose. Saleem will always be my shadow I like it or not,  but that first day of school was important to me. I had changed completely. Saying it this way i had my Pandemic glow up and I now had bangs, shorter hair in a layer style, I wore too many bracelets and rings, a necklace hanging from my neck, and of course a tint of makeup and mascara that made my eye lashes look like spider legs.  

Walking around with my brother wasn't a problem, but first impressions always count. Saleem had finally grown and he was now taller than me so he couldn't embarrass me with his height anymore. As it was the first time he came into campus since he had first started high school a year back, i'm sure he was really scared about doing anything dumb. After a short  expedition in which i showed my brother all his classes, i  decided to go outside once more and sit on the lunch benches., Here, I saw a girl just there alone. At some point I decided to get closer to her. Her head was leaning back on the wall behind her, and then the girl stood up. She proceeded to walk in the same direction to me and just before i knew it the girl and me were looking at each other face to face. 

Teresa.  

Sister of my Ex boyfriend Jose, she had claimed to enter Polahs but i wasn't too sure as i didn't really have communication so it was rather a rumor than anything else. She was the same, nothing in her had even changed, not even the way in which shed hug me that day. It was just amazing to feel that bonding connection still there after almost three years. By then I now  had my brother, Teresa, and one of her friends following me. Once more i walked into the M.P.R 

I have terrible eye sight, but from far away i saw two girls and a boy heading towards me. The guy was wearing black pants and our normal uniform shirt. The two girls were busy laughing their asses off with him but for a second the boy caught my attention.

This guys name was Dean. 

Dean Castro was his name. A sixteen year old starting his last year of highschool as his birthday was in september. Glasses, a brainy, and a natural poofy hair which simply made him an interesting subject of conversation as you knew just almost nothing about him. In fact, I knew a lot about him, because all summer after my anime club we had been in contact and we knew each other just a bit but enough to say we were close friends. We had never talked to one another in real life but i had seen him when i was just a freshman and he was a sophomore. When I saw Dean,  I saw a friend, and when he passed by me shoulder to shoulder, i'd wanted to catch his attention so i punched the kid on the shoulder. He stopped and said "what the?". I saw him stop from the corner of my eye, i continued walking but looked back at him and winked at him and he smiled. First interaction with Dean. Yes. Was it the last? Of course it wasn't, because the boy had caught me some days after as I was heading downstairs to see my friends. By now I had some friends and knew just enough to not be lonely during my breaks. That day when he called out my name "sophia!" waving his hand side by side i had simply ignored my friends and spoke with Dean.

The table, his friends, i don't know what it was...  but it all reminded me of middle school, and the times i'd sit with Martin and Vincent and his strange friends who did nothing more than play cards against humanity. That table of weirdos when i was in 7th and they were in 8th. To me it was about the same thing but now i was in highschool. His friends gave me that vibe and as a i stared at them wanting to escape as soon as possible,  Dean had introduced me to a boy with blue eyes. 

Ocean eyes i'd say at first until id seen that they were more sky blue. The kid had some lovely eyes. Eyes that attracted you with just that first impression. I sat down in front of the kid with blue eyes and i'm sure he knew what i was thinking, of course in my head i was admiring his eyes and i suppose he knew it well but had probably gotten that many times from other people. To me, another thing that i noticed was the spacing in between his eyes, no really, id look back and forth at Dean trying to see what was the problem with the blue eyed kid. 

The kid had smiled at me under his mask. I was able to tell as his eye closed.  

 "My name is Ethan" he said

 "My name is Sophia" I replied

It took just that conversation to start something great. From here, Ethan and Dean would be my emotional downfall.