The Boy In The Train

A Stolen Glance

The first week of school went by as a blur.

Chrissy met new people who were kind enough to take the first step to introduce themselves to her. She guessed they got the hint that she's not good at introductions.

Abby and Chrissy have stuck together since then. Chrissy remembers going home that day and proudly announcing that she has a new best friend. One can say that Abby is a confusing person but the more you get to know her, the more you know that she is pretty easy to figure out.

Chrissy's classmates are quite friendly and she can already see groups and cliques being made. Abby had told her that every year the divisions change along with the students in it. So every year one meets new friends, while their old ones are transferred to another division.

An act to promote social activity among students.

Abby knows everyone here but is not everyone's friend. She has selected people as her friends and she admits that she likes it like that better. Her notion being: The more friends you make, the more trouble and drama you invite.

When Chrissy told Abby about the distance she travels everyday to come to school, she stared at her for a few minutes and said, "You are definitely mad, women. Go check yourself."

Chrissy found the train journeys  becoming more enjoyable and comfortable. She made some friendly relations with some frequent travellers. She was surprised to know that some of the teachers from her school also live in the same locality as Chrissy does, although she did not know them personally.

Ms.Gwen, a social worker and one of the frequent commuters was one of the first among the passengers Chrissy established a friendly contact with. She is kind and generous along with having a witty sense of humour. Her company is truly quite enjoyable.

Having to sit in the train for an hour is troublesome but after being accustomed to it Chrissy had no qualms.

The group of boys she saw on the first day, are also one of the frequent commuters, but they get down four stops before she does.

From the very first day, she saw him it was not possible for Chrissy to remove the god-crafted boy from her thoughts. She often found herself thinking about him during the days.

No matter how much Chrissy tried to ignore his presence, his alluring laugh made her break all her constraints.

Earlier this week she found out that his eyes were hazel and had formed a habit of referring him as 'Mr.hazel-eyed'.

It's not that everyday, Chrissy tries to find a seat near his group. Nope. Not at all. She just happens to find (and sometimes fight for) a seat that happens to be near his.

'I am not a creep' she thought,'I promise.'

Today was just her day. Without any struggle she was able to find a seat right opposite to him. She could practically hear their conversation but pretended not to hear them.

However, today Chrissy was in a foul mood. She had a small argument right in the morning with her mother and it just upset her. If someone saw her right now, they can tell that she was nearly sulking. Therefore even knowing that she was seated near him, it didn't make her happy and bring her out of her bad mood.

Her seat was facing him and she couldn't help but glance at him every other minute. How can one not admire a specimen that was made to admire and cherish. It's like walking into a candy store and not bothering to look at the mouth-watering candies.

Yes. Nearly impossible.

He was as usual busy talking to his friends and laughing at almost everything. His smile so big that it gave me a odd sort of comfort. She wished he never gets a reason not to smile because it's angelic and breath-taking.

She tore her gaze away from him and looked at the book in her lap. It was one of the course textbook and she had a test today. Although she had studied everything last night, she felt the need to review once again.

Only after completing a major part and wanting to stretch her neck because of its stiffness, she looked up and instantly froze.

At the same time she had looked up, he had too and their gazes met. He was laughing prior and after seeing her it started to diminish to a soft sweet smile.

Chrissy was transfixed in my seat not knowing what to do. So she nervously smiled and timidly waved at him. His almost pink lips stretched into a big smile and he nodded his head in some sort of a greeting and looked away.

She sat there, very sure that the entire blood in her body had rushed up to her face and stubbornly denied to go away.

Needless to say, one smile from him and her bad mood was gone in a second.

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Abby was not in school today. She was not aware why but one of Chrissy's classmate, Amy, said she went back home when she felt sick and was coughing excessively.

Abby lives about six miles away from the school so it wasnt much of a problem to her. Sending her a quick 'get will soon' and 'I'll call you later' message Chrissy switched off her phone and slid it in her bag as it was one of the school rules to not use phones in the corridors or during classes but not all abide by it.

They day draged on boring than it usually was. Chrissy was terribly bored and exhausted by the end of the day. She wanted nothing more to just go home and sleep for hours to come.

The train was less crowded in the late afternoon on my way back. She was even able to get her favorite seat in the corner.

The exhaustion of the day was finally catching up to her and she managed to slip into a deep slumber. It wasn't intended but she couldn't control herself.

Last night she was studying till late and had to get up early in the morning to catch the train on time.

She was barely able to keep her eyes from fluttering drowsily and finally dozed off.

She woke up after what felt like minutes but was a hour, to see that I was nearing her station. Thankfully no one was seated next to her, which made it easy for her to wiggle out her way to the doors.

After de-boarding the train, she drowsily made her way to the parking where she had left her bike in the morning.

Just as she was about to exit the station and enter the parking area, she felt someone tap her shoulders.

Not bothering to correct the bored and tired look on her face, she turned to look at the person behind her and  instantly regretted it.

Standing in front of her was Mr.Hazel-eyed in all his handsome glory, with an always-present sweet smile dancing on his lips.

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Soooo finally the next chapter will be the you-can-guess-what. ;)

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