Walk with me

Chapter:- 1

Summer had arrived. Although the days were longer, it was the nights that were difficult to bear. They say that this is your golden years, that once gone it'll never return, and I thank God every day for that. Who knew being a teenager would be so difficult? Always insecure, always feeling as if you don't belong, and always an emotional wreck. Yeah, I've never been so full of hopes and dreams before, but I've also never been full of body dysmorphia either. But that's not all this summer is about. Hello! I'm Nitya and this is my story about the summer I met him. The summer of 2017, when a young girl's life is going to change forever for good or bad now that's something we all need to wait and see.

 I was never a people's person. In my previous school I was a quiet kid no one even knew existed in the class. But things are changing for me here. New place, new home, new people and new school. In the spirit of my life turning around I decided to do something very courageous and invited the two famous girls from neighborhood who are also going to be in same school as me. Sam and Anika were closer because they had been friends since they were kids. They had the same relationship as sisters, obviously, that was more than enough to make me feel like a black sheep. We all decided to meet and I, being myself reached 5 minutes early and them being themselves, arrived 15 minutes later. Sam and Anika both were undeniably gorgeous, and they knew that. It was like they had this superpower of good looks and confidence that came with it which was rare for girls our age and by the time we all met I was dripping in sweat, so we decided that going to our fully air-conditioned clubhouse would be our best option. I've lived here for a month now, but I never got the chance visit the clubhouse as I always thought I'll go when I have friends and that took a while to happen.

So, there I was, having the time of my life at The Clubhouse, attempting to figure out how the hell you play that pool game while your trainer was too busy flirting with your friends. Even though it was her first-time playing pool, Anika performed admirably. And here I was, struggling to even get the stick and the ball to line up together. I looked at the trainer, hoping he'd help, but he was too busy making Sam laugh with his stupid jokes. I scoffed and returned to my self-taught pool lessons. When I heard a group of guys enter the room, my anxiety increased. I froze in my action, unable to act normally in the presence of my peer especially if that peer is group of boys. Those guys can be brutal I swear. It took me a few moments to finally recompose myself, And I believe I did a good job. But I was still having trouble with the game. I was about to hit the ball and get over it but that's when I heard his voice behind me. A strong voice with a soft sweet tone asking me 'May I help you?'