FIFTEEN YEARS AGO...
This can't be happening, I thought. I couldn't be late on my first day of college. It wasn't my fault though. I had gotten to the hostel late the previous day and overslept and because my roommate hadn't come in yet I had no one to wake me up.
I was a small town girl from Atlanta, Georgia, even though people said it was not a small town it was still small compared to New York, and coming here to New York to school had been my dream for so many years. Now that I was finally here, I was late.
I graduated high school the July before and now at eighteen was entering college. I came from a small, middle class family. I grew up with my mum, dad and two elder brothers, as the last born and only girl. You would think I would have been pampered because of that. It wasn't like that.
As the only girl and the last born I had to fight for everything, especially food. If I was ever late for any meal I wouldn't meet any food there by the time I would come. My brothers would have stuffed everything down. I also suffered from severe pranks and had to hide any time it was April Fools day.
I also had to fight for the bathroom early in the morning. Our house wasn't too big so my brothers and I had to share a bathroom and the rule was you snooze, you loose. I never got to have a real boy friend either. My brothers always scared them away. Whenever I had a crush, which they found out from reading my diary, they would make sure too scare them away. Even after they both graduated high school the fear still lived on in the boys at my high school. I didn't even have a date to prom.
My first brother was born four years before me while the next two years. All these experiences gave me my good girl, never late attitude of today, well not never late as I was late now.
I can't be noticed on my first day, I thought. Being noticed just wasn't something I liked. I was not shy but I hated being noticed. It brought me unwanted attention, especially from the opposite sex. I wasn't a lesbian but I just didn't have time for boys. I wanted to study journalism and keep focused till I reached my goal of being the chief editor of a big magazine.
"What the hell", I heard the sexiest voice I'd ever heard say as I bumped into a hard chest, landing straight on my ass. I tried to pack all my books while mumbling an apology only to look up to find Zeus himself standing in front of me. Well not actually Zeus but he was pretty close.
I felt my mouth hanging open as he bent down and helped me to pack my books. I died and went to heaven when he looked up and gave me a smile with his dazzling, white teeth.
"You don't have to apologise", he said, "I should have looked where I was going also." He stood up and handed me my books while helping me up. As soon as our hands met I felt the fire works. It felt like we where the only ones in the hall at that point even though I bet we where cause classes had started already and anyone who didn't have class would have cleared the halls.
I got up and turned around, after mumbling a soft thanks, trying to escape before I made even more of a fool of myself.
"I'm Chris and if you don't mind me asking you are", he shouted after me as I rushed to my class.
"Ariana", I shouted back as I entered my first class.
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