“So you want me to teach you German?”I ask In an obvious but dumbfounded tone.
I looked over at him and a slight smirk formed on his face. I kept my nervousness to myself as he walked close beside me and held onto the shoulder straps of his backpack.
His athletic physique, broad and muscular shoulders, brown eyes, and somehow muscular jawline, and the fact that he was around my height outshone my entire existence and my introverted facial expression with my mask on.
It was the year 2022 and COVID had just had one of its giant spotlights after getting the world into one of the longest pandemics.
He on the other hand roamed about freely. It felt as if he didn't know it ever existed.
No guy had ever come up and talked to me. My classmates did, but we were classmates so it was meant to be like that.
Maybe because I was his senior, he didn't think of speaking to me since I was the introverted, shy, quiet, and unproblematic girl.
It felt like something good was happening to me despite my academic performance.
I patiently await his reply and avoid eye contact to ensure I don't look like I'm about to explode with joy.
It felt like I was destined to meet him that fateful day.
We were the complete opposite.
He was the social, intelligent, popular guy, and I was something else.
Shit. My first impression must have been horrible since I told one of his friends that boys don't know how to wash their underwear.
Great.
I could have been married to this guy already if I hadn't opened my fucking mouth.
Maybe he didn't hear?
Had he heard he would have said something. Right?
Some students walked past us whispering and some classmates gave me bombarded looks which just screamed their disbelief.
Yes, yes. I know.
What a strange twist in the story because the introverted girl was speaking to a boy.
I spot Natalie walking towards us and take a deep breath.
Wasn't she supposed to wait for me at the entrance?
Why was she coming back?
I was having a moment here with a guy I had never had in years.
“Yes” he replies cooly. His eyes never left mine.
I feel my heart pounding with joy.
Why does he have to be this cute? I'm trying so hard to act calm.
It almost felt like I had won the lottery in falling in love.
“Okay” I say in the most non-suspicious way possible.
I take out my notebook, tear out a page scribble some German words and their translation, and hand it over to him.
“Thanks” He takes it from me.
It felt like we already had a spark.
“Welcome”
“It’s getting late. Let's go, Amelia” Natalie exclaims, rocking her legs back and forth impatiently.
“You better go and learn what I just wrote down for you,” I say jokingly
Natalie and I walked towards the school gate, and I let out a disappointed groan.
WHY DID I SAY THAT?
I just made myself sound like I was his Mom or something.
Natalie looked over at me and squinted her eyes in evident excitement, “ Someone's falling for someone” She teased
“ No, I'm not” I gush over Natalie's silly thought.
I didn't believe in love.
Was I in Love?
Maybe love did exist?
No, it can't be.
I felt my heart racing and my cheeks flush. I turned away quickly and pretended to ignore her. I didn't believe in love, and that was it. I shouldn't get carried away by her silly thoughts.
What happened to me years ago shouldn't repeat itself.
We spent the rest of the walk home talking about Damon. Natalie was Damon's long-time crush, but she had rejected him multiple times, saying she didn't like him more as a friend.
This led to serious heartbreak, but surprisingly, Damon never gave up.
Everyone in our class saw the spark in his eyes for her.
We have known Damon since primary school.
Natalie LOVED maths, whilst I suck at it.
I tried to love maths, but maths didn't even like me!
Natalie was practically dating her maths textbook. She would come to school, and the first thing she would do was solve maths.
Poor Damon.
He was rejected for a fucking book!
Who even liked math on the planet?
98% of the people in our class hated it.
I, who sat at the back of the class, would just watch her scribble a few things down, and that's it. Her entire focus would be on her math calculations.
The thought of him being rejected and still not giving up made me shed imaginary tears. Damon was three years older than me but was still in the same class as Natalie and me.
We were both known as the shy kids.
I was always interested in watching the baseless drama unfold.
Natalie, on the other hand, had a quiet voice and was mysteriously silent when questioned in class.
One thing was sure: Natalie's big head was filled with pure stupidity.
When we weren't around others, Natalie would speak utter rubbish and laugh at the most non-logical stuff.
And that was not even an exaggeration!
It was the truth.
At some point, she made me question how I became friends with her and my entire existence in utter confusion.
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