#8: A Different Look

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Jeffer

I just said goodbye to her though I wanted to talk to her more. She is a nice girl, nice enough to make me feel special. There is something that I find in her.

I noticed her sitting alone in the corner in Mal's family function. All her friends were gone eventually. I went to her thinking that what will I say to her. I was behind her making her feel my presence and she looked at me. Her face expressed her disappointment. She looked into my eyes. They were meant to say something. They wanted to say a lot. Those eyes had a magical power in them. They were meant to mesmerize me. They were different from rest of the world. They were unique.

I dropped her to her home and looked at her until she was inside. I don't know why but I wanted to protect her from rest of the world. I know she lives alone and I wanted her to feel safe. She looked back to me. I have no idea whether she had noticed it or not.

I remember the day when I was attracted by her first. It happened when we were returning from the road trip. Everyone had fallen asleep and she was quiet. She was looking outside the window. Air was waving her hair all over her face. She was lost in her thoughts. She was too busy in them. It was a full moon night. The silver shining body was peeping through the trees which had made a boundary alongside the road. Calm breeze was flowing and it was giving a soothing effect. I was listening music. My attention got trapped when my eyes accidentally went on her. She was fallen asleep with her head on the window glass. Her baby face was glowing by the reflection of moonlight. The adorable face was depicting a lot of calmness and peace was pouring  from her existence. Her dark eyes were closed with a beautiful view of curved eyelashes. One of her hand was under her cheek with her head resting on the side of the car. I wanted to look at her and the willingness was not in a mood to end. Knowing that no one would be able to us I looked at her. I looked at her irrespective of the passing time.

The air outside was colder now. It was chilled and since she was sitting on the door side it was colder for her. She changed her position while she was in sleep only and her gesture showed that wind was affecting her too. It was cold enough outside. I went to help her by trying to close the window glass but she was a hindrance. I shifted her a little away from the window so that I can shut the source of misery for her. She came towards me and I rested her head on the back of the seat. She was still sleeping. So much involved in her sleep. I closed the window and sat back on my place. She still wanted some warmth. I covered her with my black leather jacket and she embraced it. Like a doll in a large blanket.

I closed my eyes too. My head was rested besides her but there was enough distance between us. Suddenly a driving mistake took place and she came towards me with a jerk. Her head came to my shoulder and she opened her eyes. She found herself in an weird position and pulled herself back.

When I came to know that we were given the assignment I got excited. I don't know what was that but I was pretty much sure that there is something extraordinary with this girl. I don't know her for so long but there is something I feel when she is around. Her company made me feel better and I found her very intelligent. She is really a hardworking and impressive girl.

I looked for her everywhere on the social media till I got her link in FeRr's account. I was happy to find her and then I sent her request. She accepted it and I initiated with sending her a message. We started talking. I was so cautious while having conversation with her. I wanted to talk to her a lot but never wanted to show that I am a desperate kind of guy. I am cool enough to not to become extra cool.

"Morning", I texted her as soon as I got up.

Isn't it too early to talk to her. What will she think about me. I think I should give some reason behind talking to him so that she would not take me in a wrong way.

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