Chapter 9- A Weird Proposal

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Amanda.

Well its not like people like us don't possess hearts, we do and we feel just the same as any normal person being a bit chubby around the edges doesn't mean that we don't feel.

Being an introvert actually makes me feel more and the restrictions my parents put on me it actually made me a little bit of rebel. If dad hadn't made it an unspoken rule to ‘Forbid the XY’s ‘ then I would have male friends too just like any other normal girl. This separation created an unwanted (and uncontrollable ) attraction towards a male.

Well it's difficult to explain but its like whenever a single boy or male behaved a bit good or sort of cared or just talked even, I started to feel a bit for the man. It is a hopeless case of a hopeless romantic (a weird one) I know this sounds pathetic and even like I am clingy person but trust me I am not, I maintain distance just as my father wanted me to.

I was supposed to stay away from them but well it is not like it was possible. Well when I was in like third or fourth standard I was partnered in the class with a weakley and a single bone boy namely Tom.

That kid was one of a kind too. He was absent most of the time, suffering from this or that disease and mostly a quiet boy with a high pitched squealy kinda voice which made anyone (or everyone) laugh at him.

As I said I didn't care what or how he was and I tried to befriend him. I helped him at the class, we used to sit together and talk all the rubbish you can think off. We even made small board games and he used to sell them. We were the only girl and boy who were best friends in the class. We even had a special handshake (which did not remain special as people started copying it and soon it was sorta a trend)

Well but the odds were in not our favour and we separated in sixth grade due to change of classes. Now we meet five years later in the same class and pretend to familiar strangers.

It wasn't exactly love anytime but it was something equally sweet for me a close friendship.

During the same years I had met another boy namely Ralph.
Well in those times there was this game the people loved to play (by people I mean boys) namely OddEve. It was a sort of hand game based on the principles of another popular game cricket.

So it was a boyish thing and naturally I had an interest for the game and well you can say that I played it well. So I wanted to play that game but my few friends just didn't want to play it. I was so down that I could not play the game I love just because the girls are busy gossiping rubbish.

Then one day I came into my bus and found my best friends didn't save me a seat thus I was forced to sit next to a tall kinda good looking boy who had mischievous eyes and crooked smile.

Guess who the boy was????

Ding ding ding correct it was Ralph. We didn't talk half of the ride but when he and his friend was playing Oddeve I couldn't  stop myself from interfering.

So Ralph was bowling and his friend was batting and the dumb man was just unable to out him.

I was observing the batsman was following a sudden pattern.

“Try four..” I whispered to Ralph.

He looked around at me with wide eyes and then turned back to the game.

He flicked four fingers and…

Hell yeah the batsman was out.

He turned and smiled back at me.

“That was a wicked guess.” He said.

“Yeah yeah call it a guess..Dummy..you can't even out a single person..” I retorted.

“Oh really do ya even know how to play this..” He asked rolling his eyes.

“Oh really..try me..” I said and grinned at the person.

“Look..Ral here is our champ..you ain't gonna win girl..” His friend warned and Ralph smiled wickedly at me.

“Oh lets see the champ loose then..” I said meeting Ralph ’s eyes.

“Game on.” He said and we played the very first match together.

Guess who won??

Ha..me of course. He was so shocked that he was almost silent. His friend was looking at me as if I had just moved a mountain with a finger.

“Beginner’s luck..” Ralph exclaimed.

“Oh was it..or was it Champion’s fate..let's do another..than..” I said.

He nodded and thus we  played match after match which all ultimately proved that the champion needs to be changed.

“You have really got some talent there..” He said.

“Oh you bet..” I said with a smile.

“Oh I am Ralph by the way..” He said extending his hand.

I took out mine and shook his hand smiling.

“Amanda..Nice to meet ya..” l said and smiled slightly.

“So uhm...which grade are you??” He asked.

“Well fourth..what about ya..” I asked him.

“Really I am a third grader..Now I felt even more ashamed of losing..” He said smiling foolishly.

I kind of cracked up at that.

“Practise more than..maybe one day you can bring down the new champ..” I winked.

He smirked slightly.

“Tomorrow..See ya Amanda..I ll defeat ya tomorrow..” He said nodding.

“Keep dreaming..We’ll see..” I said and got out of the bus.

Obviously the next day he lost again but it kept going on like that. I came in daily, sat beside him and played and talked and really soon we were the bestest of friends.

Slowly my friends and I started to ignore eachother and I used to spend all my time with Ralph.

Well years passed and I moved on to the fifth grade and he moved on to the fourth.

Then happened something I had never imagined would happen.

One day we were both playing the game like usual. The bus had only me, my friend Annabeth and Ralph and his friend.

Annabeth waved and got of the bus, leaving only the three of us. The next stop was mine so I got up to get off the bus. Usually his friend got up and joined him but when I looked at him he was smirking slightly.

I shrugged my shoulders and walked towards the exit when Ralph called me.

“Take this..” He said handing me a piece of paper.

“What is this??” I asked as I got closer to the exit.

I opened the chit and the words there astonished me up to the core.

‘I love you..’

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To be continued….

So I know I haven't updated in a zillion years so well for that I am extremely sorry my lovely readers..

So I will continue Amy’s life journey in the next chapter.

Till then..

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