Have you ever wondered what its like to know someone, to know someone truly? To know what they are feeling, to know their friends, to know their interests, to know what they eat, where they go, when they go to bed, when they wake up, what they wear...
After unpacking the store bought food, telling Jay of my miraculous bump and meet with my one true crush and cooking dinner for the evening, I headed for my room and collapsed on my well-made bed. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and brought it under the light, holding it as if it was my holy grail at this moment in time. I hadn't received a message from her but that was okay. She was probably busy preparing for class or studying - yeah definitely studying. She looks like the type; Innocent, cute, smart, shy, beautiful, poise and so damn cute. Definitely cute - my type. How I got her to notice me I have no idea, but how I got her to give me her number, now that is the true wonders of Gods play.
I stare at my blank phone. Should I text her or is it too soon? What would I say? Would she think I'm being too attached? Maybe she might think it's a bit inconvenient for her if I am messaging her too much. I lay the phone down next to my pillow as I stare up at the dim lights of my ceiling. Where do I go from here? Within moments my phone vibrated twice to allow me to know I had received a message. To my surprise and my hope, it was her.
"It was good bumping into you today. Maybe we could bump into each other at college sometime"
My mouth opened slightly, was she asking me a question? Crap, how do I answer to this? For a moment of weakness I was actually considering to go to Jay to get some assistance. No Isaac. She is all her and I had to be all me. Be honest and try to be slick, a little like Jay but more like me.
"I will see you around don't worryJ" – sent. Shit, was the smiley emoji too much? Don't worry? Why would she be worried? I rolled in my bed contemplating my move, what if she thinks I'm a creep. It had been 10 minutes now and she hadn't replied. It was hitting 10:30pm; I released myself from my bed for a late night shower before heading to sleep for classes in the morning.
The next morning – 11:15am – 2nd period
The sound of my pencil hitting the edge of my notebook elevated the lack of patience today to study. My mind was elsewhere and I was tired. I had thought last night's steam shower would soothe me to sleep but I kept waking up every hour thinking she had maybe text me. Maybe, yes that is the key word. Even now, I constantly pat the edge of my trousers to feel any vibrations from my phone. I'm sure someone has noticed my out of ordinary manoeuvres. I let out a deep sigh as I drop the pencil over my book. So this is how slow and painful feels like.
Finally the awaited sound of books closing and seats being pushed back had arrived. This hour had dragged and to be frank, I wasn't planning on going to the next class. I wanted to see her. I didn't know what was wrong with me but I couldn't leave our conversation at "I'll see you around". I headed for the campus canteen as I needed some food to build me up for the next text I wanted to send her. As I sat my plate down on an empty circular table, I reached for my phone and sat down as I looked down at it. I instantly unlocked the screen and opened the messenger app and inserted her name into the recipients' area. Okay, something smooth, short and simple. I blinked at the empty space for message.
"Isaac, what you doing here"
I looked up to see my roommate and his huge grin as he dumped his large bag on the table, making himself acquainted with the seat next to me.
"Not much, was hungry so I skipped English" I replied looking back at my phone.
"Unusual but highly acceptable my friend" He smiled as he pulled out his phone, noticing the vibration intensifying as he pulled it closer to him. He glanced over to the windows near us as some students walked by when he answered his phone.
"Hey what's up you need anything?" I looked at him; slightly curious to whom he was talking to so gently. He caught my glance but instantly turned away again. "I'll see you later okay".
"Jay, if you wanted to see a girl, what would you text her". He looked at me with a sheepish grin growing on his face. He knew exactly who I was talking about. He leaned one arm back on his chair before starting.
"It's simple; just tell her ... I want to see you"
I raised a suspicious brow and shook my head.
"Or just tell her where you'll be for the next hour and see if she shows up"
He made a valid point, one that I could use. I looked back at my phone and the words had almost written themselves as I thought of her.
"Hope class is going good. I'll be at the library today. Maybe we could bump into each other then" – sent.
I looked at Jay and slid my plate, with mash, sausage and gravy topped over, to him. "Thanks mate, we're even". I got up from my chair and sped walked towards the student 24 hour library. If she doesn't show up, then she doesn't show up, and that's okay because I can have zero regrets and at least I'd know that I made the first move.
The library at college had its own aura. The room was large and the black wooden shelves were endless. The walls were grey though, and the carpet was black, it almost had a monochrome feel. Would I say it's a place where I would possibly spark a romance? No, there was nothing romantic about it. The further you walked, the louder the sounds of printers and computer keyboards would get. It wasn't a library for novel enthusiasts but what would you expect when it's only occupied majorly by students who are trying to get a paper written 2 days before the deadline.
Pulling my left arm closer to me as I looked at my watch, it had nearly been 2 hours. I began to think she wouldn't show up, either she hasn't checked her phone or she's held up in class because her studies are more important than some dude she met at the supermarket or she simply chose to ignore it; anything but the latter.
A quiet yawn left my mouth. I was tired, I didn't feel right, my mind and body were on different levels and I was functioning on broken sleep. I think it was time to go home.
I grabbed a couple of text books I needed for my studies tomorrow and headed for the exit of the library. If there was any chance of bumping into her now it would be great but at the same time I wouldn't know what to say to her as my mind had run out of suitable or relevant thoughts. I walked past the arch shaped windows of the narrow hallways, glancing outside at the remaining students near the music department. I noticed Jay instantly and again with a group of girls ready to throw themselves at him or himself at them. I looked away heading for the stairs and to the outside myself. It had been a long day and none of it seemed to have gone my way. Was I going to do something like this again? Not without sleep I'm not.
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