"Why the hell is he back?" I asked myself
"I...I'm sorry... could you please help me to find my class...I have been searching all around but you know I couldn't find .....please...." he said with a pleading smile which I couldn't ignore and resist for some unknown reason. What's happening?!!
Skylar's P.O.V
She opened her mouth to say something but she closed it . she threw her bags over her shoulders and waved at me to follow her. I ran up to her to keep up with her pace.
What is happening to me?! I never felt like this before.
Andrea's P.O.V
I saw he was struggling to keep up with my ace so I slowed down a bit.
"By the way, I'm Skylar. I'm new admission to 11 std. boy's wing. What's your name, beautiful?"
I hid myself from facing him in order to keep my blush away from his view. "Why should I tell you?" I snapped back at him. "Because I just asked you now.." he replied.
I let out a sigh of relief on spotting his classroom...that classroom is not foreign to me as it belongs to our friends. I always think why do they need separate wings for boys and girls? Anyway we are really good friends.
"Finally" I said in a successful tone.
Skylar's P.O.V
Who is she? I never met a girl like her before. Even though it's just a few minutes hardly I'm completely lost to her. Her dark brownish eyes had some real emotions.
Her voice had life in it and had the language of love in it . Even that hug...I know it was unintentional, but it was as if it was mend to be. "finally" I heard her.
"oh! So this is my classroom"
"Yup" she said with a smile.
"Thank you for your help and some unforgettable moments." I said with a sheepish smile. I could say she was hardly holding back her laugh and was trying hard to cover her blushing face from me.
Finally she managed to reply "welcome". She turned around towards the corridor. "Hey your name...you didn't tell". She stopped in the midway of the corridor and turned to face me. "I'm Andrea Ross."
Andrea's P.O.V
Walking with a playful smile, thinking about the accidental hug I moved along the curve where I met Melina and Joan. Pulling each other to a bear hug we piled up to our new classroom, which already gave me some memory...by the time the lonely corridors were filled with laughs and busy talks.
The class was filled with thirteen beautiful faces and smiles. The first day is the day to speak, gossips and teases. So we are on duty now to initiate the processes, which is going to complete our day.
I thought this was the time to tell them about what happened today in the morning lately ....
I began.... All along when I kept speaking about him to my friends I had an unearthly feeling which caused me to forget myself. As I finished up the story it was Meylin who came toward me and attend my shoulder followed by a high shilled screech "SKYLARRRR!....i guess you stole our girl's hear at first sight." No, Meylin, never ever it'll happen.... Who is going to love me...no! No one!. It was Joan who spoke next " Oh! Come on An... one day or another...it's going to happen". "Happen what?" I crossed my arms over my shoulders and stared at her. "Andrea Ross...we meant LOVE!" Melina showed up. "Let's stop girls" Valarie turned up for my support.
The day was quite normal... was loads of fun.
BACK HOME, ANDREA'S P.O.V
I Can't explain. All along I was thinking about Skylar. I know it was an accident but it was really comforting. Maybe my mind is drawing up some imaginations, . I felt my eyes growing heavier.... I felt myself slipping down to deep sleep.
BACK HOME, SKYLAR'S P.O.V
Andrea.....is she the one I've been waiting for a long time? or is it some stupid creations of my mind....
It'll figured out soon...I think I'm already lost to her.... She is irresistible.
LET ME KNOW YOUR VIEWS. please comment your views, it's gonna help me to move forward.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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BACK TO LOVE.
RomansaThey both were raised in same part of town . They had their mind and heart tied with a strong bond. But fate pulled them apart. Through the pain of seperation and love they move on.... ANDREA and SKYLAR .... Will they get back? Or ...does the time...