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She is a princess to her family. She is beautiful and pampered in every way. Everyone thought that her life is perfect but no one sees the pieces scattered inside.
He is the brain and he excels in every aspect ac...
"Val, what have you done!??" I was talking to myself pacing to and fro in my room, "Is this the first impression you wanted to create? Good job self!" I was pulling my hair in frustration. It was not my plan to scare Nelly but that's what I did. I just want to tease her to ease the awkward situation we got in but it turns out terrible. Now, I need to fix it. I hope she will not run away when we see each other tomorrow. I need to do something and this time it needs to be perfect.
That night, I spent time thinking of all possible ways I can do to amend the impression I made. I thought of quite a few gestures but I don't know if they will work. I was busy thinking but at the same time, I am excited about our next meeting. Tomorrow.
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Friday...
I arrived early at our booth, I was busy arranging our book display but once in a while, I checked my watch. I know at any time Nelly will arrive, yesterday I managed to ask Oscar the schedules of the volunteers in our booth and there I learned about hers.
9 o'clock.......no Nelly. 9:30...... no Nelly. 10 o'clock.... Still, No Nelly. Instead, one Junior volunteer came up. I still keep glancing around to see if she appears but no shadow of Nelly.
I went to my class disappointed about what happened but I pushed myself to stay focused on our discussion. My big concern was I cannot be at peace knowing that I offended someone, adding to it, she's not just someone, she is someone special to me but now where can I find her?, unless I ask Sam but it will become pretty obvious and then he may get an idea about my intention towards Nelly, knowing Sam, he is a teaser.
After a time of thinking, I got an idea. I know that she's taking a bus every day from her house to the University and vice versa for I have seen her many times already going to the bus station. It's still 3:30 p.m, and I still have time to do something. I got up from the bench I was sitting on and walk out from the campus.
Our University has two main gates, the first one is in the front and the other one is in the side. The one on the side is way closer to a bus station. I got out from the side gate. While I was walking I was also checking my wallet how much money I have. I only had $3 left, this is the last money I kept for my dinner today and breakfast tomorrow before I will leave for my parent's house. For a moment I was hesitant if I am going to use it or not.
I was standing in front of the traffic light. It was still red, meaning I still have minutes to decide. Financially, I am broke. Maybe, not many people knew how many times I just eat mango as my lunch and sometimes just water. Often my budget was too tight, and even for food I had difficulty but what I am going to do will be worth it, one more day of no dinner and breakfast wouldn't hurt me. This is my fifth year of Engineering if I survived all those five years doing the same I can do it this time.
I crossed the street determined that I will spend my 3 dollars left on the woman I love. She is worth it. I went to the ice cream shop and order the best flavor they had and in the hurry, I returned to the University's gate. I know at this time she will be walking home.
I was standing across the street with the ice cream in my hand, which started to melt, and then I saw her crossing the street. I immediately went close to her and offered my ice cream. "Hi, want some ice cream?" I asked extending my hand. She looked at me in surprise and said "No, thank you" and then she walked away.
I was left alone paralyzed and not able to move. The ice cream in my hand now is dripping. I feel so disappointed and upset inside. I looked at my ice cream again and I wanted to throw it away or stamped it on my feet, "this is my dinner! Did she know that?!" I was talking to myself. I was staring at my ice cream deciding whether to eat it or not. Then with fury, I ate it. I cannot throw my three dollars.
It was late when I arrived at my apartment, and already decided what I'm going to do. But I have doubts, isn't it too risky?
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