𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐀 ✶ HISPANIC¡OC
@amoosarte 0024
❝ why do have to be so cute? it's
impossible to ignore you, why
do you have to make me laugh so
much ? ❞
─── 𝑴EMO 𝑶CHOA
' in silent screams, in wildest dreams. I never dreamed of this, this love is good.' THIS LOVE, TAYLOR SWIFT.
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❝ summer love has favorites, and im not one of them. ❞
Summer love. Esmeralda wants to experience 'summer love' at least once. She wanted to feel love, wanted to hold hands with someone, wanted someone to cradle her face gently. She wanted a boyfriend but not just a boyfriend, she wanted a boy who would treat her right, who would be deeply in love with her, who would value her, who would just be with her.
She believed 'Summer love' had favorites, and she could explain how. Her best friend, Claudia, has had three boyfriends these past three summers, and she claimed that they weren't the ones for each one. Esmeralda begged to differ, each of those boys looked at her with hearty eyes, but she would say, you know when they are the ones when you feel it.
Maybe she was right, it's when you feel it because she hadn't felt anything yet. Not until today.
Esmeralda never thought about what her boyfriend must look like but if she could wish for one thing. It would be that he must have lovable eyes, no matter the color of them.
Then again, when Esmeralda looked at that boy, something in her heart flipped. His kind eyes, brown ones to be specific. A smile you give to someone who looks at you, a couple of small beauty marks scattered around his face. Curls bounced with every step he took. He was tall and slim.
Esmeralda had no idea who the boy was but she was completely allured to him. "Alma?" She snapped out of her little daze when Claudia called out, looking at her friend a little in shock. "Everything okay?" Claudia questioned, making the girl nod.
She let the rather petite girl pull her away, letting her rant out about work. In the midst, Esmeralda would turn back only to find the boy gone.
That would be the strangest thing life could do to you, make you so bewildered by someone just to never see them again. Esmeralda didn't cling to the thought of him for the rest of the day, but when she lay in bed going over her day, he popped up.
Like in slow motion, when she first saw him. He laughed with his friend, letting those curls bounce as a hairband held them back. Her eyes shot open once she started to imagine him looking at her while she too was looking at him.
She scuffled around her bed, turning her thoughts away from him. She huffed as she shut her eyes, she had an eventful day tomorrow, and she needed rest.
Life is also mysterious, no one can tell what would happen in the next 10 minutes. Esmeralda did not think that the boy who had allured her yesterday would be in front of her right now. Now she wasn't surprised, her family was known to sell the best tacos at their local flea market. It was a great spot for selling and to start working at.
