A Sign From God

Nice To Meet You

You were a semi-average teenage girl. You were obsessed with romance novels. You dreamed of a love story like no other. Yes, you could say "you aren't like other girls" but that was corny. You were just different. That's all.

You loved oversized hoodies but not because they made you look small per-say, you just hated the little chub you had on your stomach that you believed to be fat. You liked long sleeves not because they swallowed your oh so tiny hands, but because your hands weren't tiny at all. They were lightly bigger than other girls so you wanted to hide them.

You wore glasses and in contrast to other girls, they didn't rest cutely on top of your "button nose", but rather on your large nose. All these things about yourself you hated, yet others adored. You refused to believe them though, thinking they were just poking fun at you.

This, of course, was years ago. You're now in college and you've grown into your looks. You still had the little chub, you still hand large hands and a large nose, and yes, you were still wearing oversized hoodies and glasses, but somehow you convinced yourself that because you're now taller and slightly thinner all these things look good.

You were in college to become an author. You loved writing and reading. It's what you often did in your free time. You also enjoyed baking, cooking and spending time with your friends. But above all else, you adored listening to music. You loved almost every genre, R&B, Alternative, Rock, even Country from time to time. You were a daydreamer. You liked to think of that perfect someone seeing you and instantly falling in love. You'd throw in a little angst, sometimes you'd actually cry while thinking of these scenarios. It was your happy place.

You were currently listening to a song you had heard on TikTok recently and now you were obsessed to say the least. You were slightly swaying your hips and nodding your head as you made your way to the first class of the day.

"Oh my love, did I mistake this as a sign from God.."

You sung just below a whisper. You got closer to class and just before you walked in, a friend of yours came up. He took the earbud out your ear and put it in his,

"Ooh, Kinky" He smirked while looking at you. You chuckled and rolled your eyes. "Haha very funny austin". You took back the earbud and you both walked into class.

Austin sat down next to you and you both reas the board. Another essay. As much as you loved to write, you hated essays. Especially when they were on why or why not you believe in Evolution.

You sighed and looked over to austin. "This is gonna be a long period."

"Blah blah blah" is all you hear. The teacher is talking about nothing important. You wonder why the hell they decided to make this specific class a hour and thrifty minutes long.

The class was going by so slow, just as you expected. The teachers monotone voice was so hard to bare. Once class was over, you and Austin quickly got up and left. You both decided to head to the cafe since you had thirty minutes until your next class.

You both made it to the cafe and decided to sit in a booth towards the front of the diner. Austin ordered the food while you pulled out your laptop and notepad; determined to get the is essay over with as soon as possible.

You sit for a minute, thinking of how you were going to start the essay. You placed your pencil in between your lips as you tapped your finger on the table. After a few minutes of thinking, you found your opening and started typing. Austin came over with the food and you smiled up at him

*??? POV*

I sat at my usual table in the school cafe. I like to sit in the back as there's less people and to me, personally, the seats are better. As I wait for my food, I observe the people walking in.

A couple holding hands

A group of guys

A middle aged woman

The usual. Then, I see a girl walk in with a guy. She's average height, she wears glasses that sit perfectly on her face. She has beautiful sparkling eyes and legs that are to die for.

I watch as she sits down, I study how she moves the pencil between her lips. The way she smiles gives me butterflies. I'm not one to ever like anyone; partly because no one ever likes me, but something about her is*different.*

I wonder who the guy she's with is to her. A girl like her most likely has a boyfriend, right? I stare as he sits across from her and they begin to eat. Before I can think, I feel myself moving a few tables closer. I hear her call him "friend" and i feel relief inside of me. I shake my head and go back to my original table.

There's no way she'll ever talk to me.

*End POV*

You manage to finish up a good portion of the essay, helping Austin with some of his too. It was now time to start heading back to class. Austin had a different class that was much further from the cafe so he decided to leave a bit early.

"Bye Austin! See you later!" You waved as he walked out. You spent five more minutes finishing up a paragraph then began cleaning up. You placed your laptop back in your bag and headed over to throw away your muffin wrapper and small coffee cup which held tea instead.

As you were walking, you dropped one of your pencils. Before you could pick it up, however, someone picked it up and handed it to you. You turned to the stranger and smiled.

He had dark brown eyes, subtly tan skin and black hair that looked super soft. "Thank you so much," you smiled and took the pencil from his hand. "No problem.." He smiled shyly and walked away.

You smiled to yourself and began walking to your class. The rest of the day was pretty slow, nothing really exciting happening. Once the end of the school day came, you immediately walked to your car, got in and made your way home. You walked in your house, taking off your shoes and sweater. You usually wore a plain t-shirt underneath.

You made yourself some noodles and sat on your couch. You worked on your essay, surprisingly finishing within 2 hours. You put your school work away, glad you didn't have to look at it for the next week.

You put on your favorite tv show and slowly began falling asleep.