About six months back, I went back to my hometown during my vacation in December for a wedding. After the wedding, we didn't have plans for new years Eve as there was nothing to do in our hometown as I am pretty sure it is the most boring place on earth. My father's friend had invited us for joining him and his family on new years eve.
We ended up going since we had nothing else to do. We had thought it would be a boring dinner at a fancy hotel. Turns out it was a new years eve party in a fancy hotel with the theme being Las Vegas. The party was weirdly kinda interesting because there were a lot of people at the party and me being me sat and looked at everyone have fun.
Now is where the guy comes in, the guy's grandfather was my father's friend. We were introduced to each other by his aunt and we said hi to each other and didn't really interact anymore but I don't know why but I felt attracted to him?
Finally the count began, we counted down and everyone was wishing each other happy new year. I turned to watch the fireworks and out of the corner of my eye I could feel the guy looking at me. I turned to face him and he wished me happy new year and I wished him too. Everyone kinda started dancing and stuff. The guy and his cousins went to another hall for dancing. About a hour later, me and my family left to go home as everyone was tired and sleepy. The next day all I could do was think about him. Don't know why but yeah.
I am crazy, I know.
The next day we went to his families house. We started talking, weirdly my parents didn't mind because they don't like it if I talk to boys and stuff.
Anyways we talked for about half an hour and it was time to leave.
When I was leaving, we kept looking at each other.
The way he looked at me, I don't know how to describe it. It was different, that's all I know.
Weird, I know.
The funny thing is I never asked his name.
I am stupid I know.
In my mind I called him 'that guy'.
I don't know why but I had a strong feeling that we would meet again.
The next day I went back to the city I live in.
Fast forward about 4 months.
One day my mom told me many people are coming to our house and I had to clean my room. I asked her who was coming and she said the guy's grandfather(my father's friend)and his family is visiting the city I live in and are coming to our house for dinner. I knew then that he was going to be there.
I remember when I saw him, I was internally screaming.
Wow I am weird.
I am pretty sure by then he had forgotten about me.
All the teenagers stayed in one room and to keep them entertained , my sister said we will watch a movie. The guy and I talked very little during that time. During the movie, I was really annoying by laughing at the ghost in the horror movie the whole time.
We finally ate dinner and by then I was sure that nothing is going to happen between me and the guy.
They all went after dinner.
Guess what, now I knew his name.
Let's call him skylar.
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This is my Life
Non-FictionI am the girl who never speaks in class, who never raises her hand,doesn't have many friends. This is the story of my life till now.