A TASTE OF CANDY POISON

CHAP 5🌸

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The park was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, the air filled with the scent of pine needles and freshly cut grass. The sky was a canvas of vibrant hues – oranges, pinks, and purples – melting into a deep indigo as the last rays of sunlight faded. It was a scene of serene beauty, a perfect backdrop for the night I had been anticipating.

But my mind was far from peaceful. I was early, too early. I had arrived at the park an hour before Kylle was supposed to meet me, my nerves churning with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. I sat on a bench, my backpack resting at my feet, my gaze fixed on the empty swings.

I had been looking forward to this night, ever since Kylle had invited me to the park earlier to admire the stars with him. It was a simple invitation, but it had sparked a flame of hope in my heart, a flicker of possibility that had been absent from my life for far too long.

I had been hesitant to accept, my usual anxieties whispering doubts and fears in my ear. But the thought of spending an evening with Kylle, of sharing a moment under the stars, had been too alluring to resist.

I had even managed to shake off my usual habit of staying in my pajamas until the last possible moment. I had showered, changed into clean clothes, and even managed to tame my unruly hair. I had even considered putting on a little cologne, a gesture that felt both bold and terrifying.

But as I sat there, watching the sun sink below the horizon, I realized that I had made a mistake. I was still in my school uniform, the crisp white shirt and navy blue trousers a stark contrast to the casual attire of the other people in the park. I felt out of place, a lone wolf in a pack of carefree teenagers.

I shifted uncomfortably on the bench, my gaze flitting from the empty swings to the path leading to the park entrance, my heart pounding with each passing moment. I wanted to go home, to change into something more comfortable, something that would make me feel less awkward. But I didn't want to miss Kylle's arrival.

Just as I was about to give in to my anxieties and head back to my car, I saw a familiar figure emerge from the shadows of the trees. Kylle was walking towards me, he was wearing grey shirt with a black jacket on top and black shorts making him more attractive against the darkening sky. He had a mischievous grin on his face, and he was carrying two ice cream cones.

"Hey," he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. "Didn't think you'd be here so early."

I felt my cheeks flush, a wave of embarrassment washing over me. "Yeah," I mumbled, my voice barely a whisper. "I… I guess I got carried away."

Kylle chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You're still in your uniform," he said, his voice laced with playful teasing. "Didn't you go home and change?"

"I… I was going to," I stammered, feeling my cheeks burn even hotter. "But then I thought… I thought I'd just wait here."

Kylle grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Well, you're a little early," he said, his voice softening. "But I'm glad you're here. I was starting to think you'd forgotten about me."

He held out the ice cream cones, his smile widening. "I got your favorite," he said, his voice laced with a warmth that made my insides melt,"how.. how did you know?"

I took the cone, my fingers brushing against his, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. "nevermind, anyways thanks," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

Kylle sat down on the bench beside me, his gaze lingering on my face. "So," he said, his voice turning serious. "What's your favorite subject?"

I was surprised by the question, taken aback by the sudden shift in the conversation. "Uh," I stammered, feeling my cheeks flush again. "I… I like English."

"English?" Kylle asked, his eyebrows raised in surprise. "Really? I thought you'd be more of a math or science guy."

"I don't know," I said, feeling a wave of awkwardness wash over me. "I just… I like to read, and I like to write."

"Cool," Kylle said, his smile returning. "I like English too. Mrs. Shakespeare is my favorite teacher."

"Mrs. Shakespeare?" I asked, feeling a surge of excitement. "She's my favorite teacher too!"

"Really?" Kylle asked, his eyes widening in surprise. "I thought she was kind of scary."

"She's strict, but she's fair," I said, my voice firming with newfound confidence. "And she's really passionate about her subject."

We talked for a while, sharing our favorite subjects, our least favorite teachers, our hopes and dreams for the future. The conversation flowed easily, the initial awkwardness fading away with each passing moment.

As the stars began to appear in the darkening sky, we turned our attention to the upcoming prom night.

"I'm still not sure if I'm going," Kylle said, his voice turning serious. "I'm not really into the whole dance thing."

"Oh," I said, feeling a pang of disappointment. I had hoped he would be going, but I knew it was too early to expect anything.

"But I might go," Kylle added, his eyes meeting mine. "If you're really going."

My heart skipped a beat. "I am," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "I'm really going, after all I'm the council president"

"yeah,I remember hehe... cool"Kylle said, his smile returning. "Maybe we could… maybe we could hang out after the dance?"

My heart leaped. This was it, my chance to spend time with him, to maybe, just maybe, make a connection that would last beyond this one night.

"I… I don't know," I mumbled, my voice barely a whisper. "I' think I'll be busy that time"

Kylle chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Come on," he said, his voice laced with a playful urgency. "It'll be fun. We can just sit and talk, admire the stars. Maybe even share some ice cream again?."

The image of Kylle and me, sharing a cone of ice cream under the starry sky once again, was enough to make my heart soar. I knew I had to take this chance.

"Okay then," I said, my voice firming with newfound confidence. "that would be amazing, I'm looking forward for it."

"Great," Kylle said, his voice filled with a warmth that made my insides melt. "You know, my house is actually right near the park. Maybe we could… maybe we could hang out there?"

My heart leaped again, this time with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "I… I'd like that," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

We sat in silence for a moment, the only sound the rustling leaves and the distant chirping of crickets. The stars were out now, a million tiny diamonds scattered across the vast expanse of the night sky.

Kylle broke the silence, his voice soft and gentle. "I'm going to the prom," he said, his eyes meeting mine. "I'm going to go with you."

My heart soared. This was it, the moment I had been waiting for, the moment that had felt so distant, so impossible, just a few hours ago.

"Really?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

Kylle nodded, his smile widening. "Yeah," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

And as I looked into his eyes, I knew that this was just the beginning for our love story.. well is that even gonna happen?or I'm just assuming things?