Happiness depends on ourselves, on our thought process and our optimism. We are the sole holders of our happiness.
Oh, I was playing unfair.
The clues he gave me about the girl he liked were out of the world! Like, it definitely didn't sound like me and neither did it sound like any girl in our class or any girl I knew as such. And he wasn't even hinting on whether I knew her or not. He was frustrating me and I was getting frustrated, obviously.
"Give me an another clue?" I say, exasperated now.
"Nope. One clue a day!"
"Please?
"Nope!" He smiled, like a damn angel.
"If you don't tell me, how am I to guess her out then?"
"I've given you so many clues!"
"All I know is that she has a beautiful smile, average long hair, she's kind of funny, she's cute and she's short."
"Yeah so?"
"Yeah so?!" I laugh. "Daniel, it's so less! Every girl in the world exhibits one or all of those characters!"
"No no, she's special!"
"Special?" I laugh. "What so special about her smile, hair, sense of humor, cuteness and height?"
"There just is something special about her, okay?" He smiles and looks away.
Oh God.
Can I already just know who the girl is? I'm tired of being jealous of a girl who doesn't even exist!
"Come on, Daniel!"
"Nope."
"Just tell me if she's in our grade!"
"Okay tell me, what will you do knowing if she's in our grade or not?"
"Well, it'll make it easier for me to guess her right?"
He sighs and doesn't answer.
"Yes, she's in our grade."
"Okay great! So what's her name?"
"I'll just tell you her whole bio-data!" He narrows his eyes at me.
"What a good idea! My smartness is so rubbing off you now!" I laugh.
He laughs and mutters 'Idiot' under his breath and turns around to his friends.
I was left smiling, lost in my own thoughts.
He was perfect to me in every way that I looked at him. Every feature was appreciable. His beautiful brown eyes that seemed lighter every time sunlight entered them. His perfect nose, the type you wish for, had a few beauty spots. His smile is like waking up to the sound of the sea, it was beautiful. And his laugh? It was so infectious and happy. It could light up the whole room.
He was out-of-the-world and I was accelerating towards him with the speed 11.2 kmps.
-x-
1.5 months and all I know is nothing.
No, wait, I do know quite a lot of things but there is one major problem.
That girl does not exist.
There is no girl in our grade who has a beautiful smile, is really sweet, is smart, is kind of funny, cute, short, has average long hair, can apparently sing, wears glasses and is really amazing.
