It's the first day of college. I'm all set for another 2 years of education and to learn new things. The message from an unknown person changed my life a lot. I'm much more confident and determined. My only goal is to get straight A's. And get a good job, to help my mom with financial background and settle down in life happily. With this mindset I got ready to leave house for college.College is quite far from my house, around 40 minutes of bus journey. But I was so pumped up and excited. Got up the bus, the seats were all empty. Slowly climbed up the double decker bus and sat at the back seat. Listening to songs and looking out through the window, carefully listening and understanding the meaning and the words of the song. After 40 minutes of lonely bus ride I got down the bus. My college is just right Infront of the busstop. The entrance of the school was so crowded. Felt so uneasy with people bumping and pushing me. The crowd disappeared in a blink of an eye. Then I slowly walked towards the general office there was papers listed with all the student names and their classroom locations pinned on the noticeboard.
More students were crowded over the noticeboard. Boys and girls were squeezing each other to see their classes were located. I also tried to squeeze in the crowd to see where my class is. There were 100+ student's name on the list. It was according to name, as my name starts with "A" I looked at the top scanning at the "A" names with my finger slowly moving down the list. "Ah" found my name. My class was located at 3rd floor 1st class from the staircase. Knowing that, I took the stairs that was shown on the visual school map. While reaching the 3rd floor I heard a lot of noise from classes.
"It sounded like a fish market".
When I was slowly making my way to the first class near the staircase. All the noise was coming from the class that I'm going to be in, in another minute. "Is my class a rowdy class?" I asked myself worriedly. Slowly putting my foot in to the chaotic class. And suddenly a pin drop silence.
{Ana's pov} It was so awkward and nervous as though I'm on stage about to perform a ridiculous clown dance. Slowly looked up to see the class and the students.Everyone was looking at me as though they are about to eat me. Some boys were looking at me as though I'm a model. I slowly walked to an empty seat which was at the back. While I was making my way to the seat, "ANASTASIA!!!" a shout of a deep and sexy voice of guy. I turned quickly to see who is it...
Hazel brown eyes, hair spiked up with gel, flawless face, a very tight fitting Marco Polo tee-shirt where could see his 6 packs a great height and if any girl sees him smiling at her, she would fall in love, kind of smile.I couldn't recognize who he was but how does he know my name?
I gave the guy a very confused face, he understood my facial expression and grinned even more with an excitement in his eyes. "IT'S ME!, VICTOR!!!".{Ana's pov}
My eyes widened, my eyes were filling up with tears(tears of joy), it felt like I was dancing in my tummy. I was speechless.I just jumped on him and hugged him. It was such a tight hug. A "I have missed you a lot in life" hug. When I hugged him I could smell his Mont Blanc perfume. And then our hug is over.
He is my childhood friend from young. We both spend time with each other than our parents. We play a lot of games together, eat together and sleep together. There was no him without me or no me without him. But due to studies and shifting of house we have now being in touch for a long period of time as now I have seen him i'm so happy I did.
{Victor's pov}
She has the most gorgeous and wavy dark brown hair which beautifully lays on her shoulder, her eyes are emerald green with thick long lashes, with glowing skin colour. Her jeans and cotton-made tee-shirt fits perfectly on her body showing off her teenage body. Which makes me want to see her all day long. And she shakes me to respond to her questions which she is asking me, while I'm admiring her....I feel so much relieved right now. I atleast have someone to talk to. And I got my long lost friend back to me again, I won't be lonely anymore.
(Oh Victor, where have you been all this time.)
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NouvellesA story of a girl in her teens trying her best to cope up with different perspectives, ups and downs and obstacles in life. Trust me this story will just hit you right in your feelings and most importantly you will love it❤️ Credits to: @Janxreid ...