I was standing in a guard house in front of our school; my schoolmates and other friends are getting ready, while I am making myself look better by putting powder on my face. This is my second time in my life that I ever used powder. First was my third year prom, second was this moment, third was my last prom. Why am I in front of the school on class hours? Because, we are about to compete for campus journalism.
Our advisers suddenly said that we lack one member for cartooning. My new friend suggested her former classmate. Her name was something I can’t recall, but she had mad skills added by my friend. Our advisers quickly fetched the girl. We are about to go, I saw the new recruit with a troubled face she has no idea what is going on. She was given a little briefing, she nodded endlessly. She has cute bulging eyes, few curvatures, pretty face, normal hair, calm personality and many more.
I never realized that those bulging eyes are going to hunt me to my sleep. She became a blockbuster movie on my mind. She always stays in my dreams. At that time I have no feelings for her but my heart probably dictated my mind to always look for her.
Weeks passed and I started stalking. Yeah it is a bad thing to be heard but true for boys; boys should really admit stalking it is not a bad habit but don’t be an attention magnet. I talked to my friend and asked her if she can help me get closer to her. She answered yes, my mind also growled “YES!” My first move was to join her going home. It isn’t a bad move, just pay her fare, talk to her while the jeep is moving equals instant friendship. Never thought it would just be a flash.
