Elise
It feels great. It feels so good, the birds chirping, the evening sky, the wind blowing my hair, the dry leaves crushing as I walk on them, everything feels so nice.
I slow down when I reach the house, and slowly open the door. I see mom talking with the neighbor on the couch as I enter the living room, she looks towards me with her usual rough eyes, no softness then turns back to the neighbor with a smile.
I slowly continue walking up the stairs and enter my room. I hear a ting in my phone as I close the door, I take my phone out from my skirt pocket and see a notification, it's a text message from him, him saying Hi
And I squeal jumping around then cover my mouth with my hand, making sure I didn't make much noise.
I squeal again quietly and climb my bed, lying down on my stomach, then squeal again burying my head on the pillow, kicking my legs in the air. I lift my head up smiling towards the phone in my hand, smiling at the screen, smiling at just the two alphabets joined together but effective enough to make a girl kick her legs in the air.
I like him, there's no doubt in that. I think I really really like him.
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I have never been so excited to go to school. Never felt this rush, never felt this need to look at my closet multiple times to decide what to wear, never felt this feeling of waking up and look forward to what's to come.
Something lovely, something sweet, a new adventure, a new day, a happy one I hope.
I am standing near the school gate with a small pink flower I picked on my way to school. I stand there just looking at the flower in my hand, smiling, not thinking about anything, not thinking about the people walking pass me, not thinking about what they might be saying or thinking, not listening to the tiny voice in my head. Just looking at the small pink flower trapped in my hand.
"Goodmorning" I quickly look up and see Andrew, him standing in front of me, just one step away from me with a tiny smile in his face.
"Goodmorning" I smile and his eyes turn down towards my hand
"You like flowers?" He asks
"I think everyone does" I reply, still with a smile
"It looks pretty"
"Yeah"
"With you" I pause when he says this, looking into his eyes, him letting out a small laugh then scratching his head looking around.
I wonder if he knows about it, knows about this effect, the ability of not saying much but when he does it becomes hard for me to say anything.
"I think we should go" he says making me get out of my thoughts
"Yeah" I say and we start walking towards the school building, side by side, together.
"Have you ever skipped school?" He asks and I look towards him
"I mean like skip skip" he turns towards me, his dark fluffy hair looking so ruffle-able
"Not inside the school or near the campus, outside the school" he says and we are standing still facing eachother, I don't even know when we stopped walking
"Um...no" I say and he laughs a bit
"Would you like to try it?" He says looking straight towards me with his coffee bean eyes and I don't know what to say, his every word, smile, laugh makes it hard for me to speak.
He chuckles softly, breaking eye contact "I am joking you don't have to, it's just that I don't really like being here"
"Me too" I say and he turns towards me
YOU ARE READING
We met in September
Romance(at pause) Andrew, a grumpy quite boy who's still grieving for his dad and has fallen into depression Elise, a sweet lively girl who has always felt alone and lived with the whispers in her head but always covered it with her sweet fake smile What w...
