A Broken Heart Writes

Sowing Seeds

I'm a 17 year old high school graduate. And I'm schooling in London for my College year.

It's been a week since I arrived. A week since I got into Victors United college.
A week since my new life started.

I eject my flash drive, Close my Asus laptop and put it into my light one-zip camouflage bag. On my way out of the class I hand over my flash drive to the lecturer and take my exit.
I can't wait to get to my room. I don't have a roommate, at least not yet and I love it this way.

"Hey!" I hear someone yell behind me.
I turn around to see a girl run towards me, down the empty hall way to bend over right in front of me, panting.

"Here you go, You forgot this in class." she says as she stands up right, handing out a black bic pen.

"Oh, Th-Thank you." I collect the pen and observe it. "Hmm... Are you sure th-"

"My name is Rose Mela by the way" she says as she interrupts me with a hand shake.

"Oh that's a nice name. Mine is Kosa." I reply and shake her hand.

"Do you want to get lunch? It's on me"
She asked with her eye brows raised and a slight show of eagerness on her face.

I was actually planning to just go take a nap, I say to myself. "uhmm sure."

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"So what's your story?" she asks me as soon as she swallowed her last piece of sausage roll.
I couldn't control my expression. I was amazed. We'd only been served sausage rolls (two each) three minutes ago. It was like watching a scene of chowder feasting.

After i close my slightly open mouth, I giggle a bit then look back at her.
"Is that why you gave me your pen? To ask about my story?"

"What are you talking about" she said rolling her eyes suspiciously.

"It's true I use a black bic pen but this isn't mine" I say as I bring out the pen from my pocket and hold it out.
"I just started classes, my own pen ink has not reduced one centimeter but this is almost half way done."

She laughed out loud. "Wow, I didn't know Sherlock Holmes had a son."

"Teacher actually. I thought him everything he knew" I smile sarcastically.

She giggles. "I just needed to get your attention." She says as she takes the pen from my hand.

"First tell me about you. Then we'll talk about my story." I say, doubting myself.

She grabs my hand. "So what are we waiting for? let's go and learn about me!"

She rushed me out of my seat and towards the restaurant's exit. I look back at our table and feel regret. I was leaving behind my sausage rolls with only a bite mark on one because I was too busy watching Rose Mela feast.

"Don't worry, once we get to know each other you'll realize the sacrifice was worth it" she laughs as we're walking down the street.

I giggle "I hope so Rose Mela, I hope so."

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Author's note:
I know, I know so short after such a long wait. Lol It was originally longer than this but I cut it into chapter three (look forward to it). I'm sorry for the late update 😢😩 I'll try to speed up. Don't forget to vote and comment for more 👍.
Kosa.