A Girl's Perfect Love Story

CHAPTER 1

I stared at him, wondering what he was thinking...was he thinking about me? One part told me he was, the other said that its impossible. We were just friends, but i felt something more, i just wasnt sure if he did too. 

I bit my nails as he took out a pen, his blue gel pen - he normally used those, and then he looked back at me - i looked away. Then he wrote something on his hand.

"Whose name is that?" i teased him playfully (though i really wanted to know if it was my name)

"Someone special."

Those two words made me jump inside, was that someone special me? But i still wasn't sure, i didnt have the guts to ask him either. 

I leaned forward to see what he had written when he covered it all of a sudden. All i managed to see was the letter 'A' at the end. My name ended with an 'A'! My heart took a leap and millions of butterflies were fluttering inside my stomach. 

"What's her name?!" I eagerly asked. "I think i saw an 'a' at the end" i doubtfully said, hoping it was me, though there were many girls with an 'a' at the end of their names. He tried to convince me that it was just a design but i still wasnt sure if i believed him or not. I couldn't hold it in longer, but i had to! i had no choice & so i remained quiet as if i never felt anything. I tried to do the same - scratch his name on my arm (which i rubbed quickly as he was about to see his own name on my arm - awkward) and the way he tried to make me spill out the name of the person, i got a better feeling that he may be having the same feelings for me, maybe he likes me too? 

We were best friends, and he irritated me a lot, which i liked and i would do the same to him. Most of the time i'd poke him with a pen. We really enjoyed each other's company. I still remember the time i first sat next to him on his bench, to teach him a math sum he wasn't understanding. Though i didn't really care about the math sum, i just wanted to take advantage of the moment to sit next to him. I still remember the warm shiver that started from my heart & continued to the rest of my body whenever i sat next to him.

Each day i got more desperate. i had to tell him! i couldnt hold it any longer. Though i did think he gave me some hints in reply to mine, but i wasnt sure,plus, i was tremendously nervous. I even told him to come on facebook because i always found it easier to tell people things through messaging, but he would forget, or did he intentionally not come online so that he could hear it from my mouth? That, perhaps, i'll never know but what happened on that one enchanting day, i will always remember...

 ..to be contd. in next part...