My first crush

How we met

"In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love"

-Lord Byron

It was 7 am and I already had entered the school campus, I wished my mom goodbye and went straight to the exam hall.

I reached the examination hall only to find it empty, none of my friends have arrived till then. I mentally cursed them for making me come so early and then breaking their own promises.I kept my bag in one of the desks, took out my notebook and started going through my previous notes.

Remeber the dates...check.

Names of rulers invading India...check.

Water currents...Politics...and many more information flooded my mind gates.

After sometime I saw a group of boys from the other section entering the hall, due to my introvert and nerdy nature I didn't knew most of them. Moreover, things were really not good between the students of sections A and B, so I contemplated on leaving the class and sitting there avoiding they them. I chose the second option as I had to revise my notes before my friends come and gossips start and also because I didn't wanted to get caught loitering aimlessly in the corridors and get fined because of that.

I turned around the opposite side from them and quietly kept reading my notes. After sometime I heard them settle down on a bench next to me. I could hear the rowdy songs and their gossips full of slangs. I tried to zone them out but it was really diverting my attention; but I chose to keep out of it and paid more attention to the war dates. They changed the song to one of my favorites and I could not help but listen to it quietly for some time, just repeating the lyrics in my head. As I was fantasizing about my prince charming and myself dancing to the beats of song I felt a hand grip my shoulders softly yet firmly . I thought one of my friends must have come finally, I leaned back only slightly and said, " Ah...finally you arrive now huh??? Now be quiet and listen to this song, one of my favorite ones, you know.......God knows, when I will find my prince and myself dancing to it." I said smiling at me

I got no reply from the other side but felt the hand give an understanding squeeze, it was a weird thing for my friends to do so I cautiously turned around and to my utter surprise it was a guy I saw for the first time and not my friend. I shrank back quickly and felt his hand left me. His black eyes felt as if they were boring into mine and for the first time I felt blood flood my cheeks and I looked down. He was fair and probably 5 inches taller than me, had beautifully kissable lips, bed hair, great jawline, was not overly muscled and an awesome smile, just as I have ever thought my prince charming will be. I wondered if the gods have finally answered my prayers, but I never have thought my prince would me a guy whom I saw for the first time today. I smiled at him deciding what to say but strangely finding myself at loss of words.

"You're Anna right?" Finally the guy broke the silence. I loved the way he said Anna... and not Ana.It felt as if it was the first time she had heard her name, the stern A the passionate purr of n, I knew I could spend my life just listening to this guy repeating her name...again and again. I, for the first time, felt that he was the only one who deserved to say my name...call me Anna, his Anna.