Is it wrong to love somebody? No, I think.
IT'S 4:00 in the afternoon and I am here with my new bought book, walking slowly, feeling the rays of the sun touching my flawless skin, humming of bird's is relaxing to my ears, and the fresh air softly blowing my hair, this is perf---- the next thing I knew I was sitting on the floor, someone just came out from nowhere and hit me with his skateboard. I gaze at him and like me, he's laying on the ground, good for him he have complete gear, like helmet, knee support and all. He stood up and look at me, so I hold tightly on my book and stand up, I faced him. I arched my one eyebrow waiting him to apologize, but it didn't come. He walk away and ride to his skateboard again, as if nothing happened. Ugh, he get into my nerves! I looked at him with a deadly glare until my sarcasm hit me. He's not that far so I think he can still hear this.
"Ugh! Screw you! You should give me an ice cream for what have you done!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.
I'm really irritated! Some poeple looked at me but I don't care. That man ruined my almost perfect scene. If I could just him punched him, really hard and hit him his skateboard, I will, I just lost the chance, I was to surprised that my almost perfect scene is ruined.
I just continued walking even my knee hurts, I'm just wearing a mini skirt and loose shirt, while my hair is beautifully braided. I reached my favorite sitting place, under the pine tree, sitting alone on wooded bench, drinking iced coffee and reading novels are always perfect to do. I held my knee, its now reddish and ,oh gosh! A wound! Shea butter! That guy! I blow it and just endure the pain. I'll just wait for Vanessa, my friend. I think if could help me walk properly and I wish it'll be much better if I will rest it for a while.
I want being here if I want to relax, the peaceful place is making me feel like floating, I want being here when I have problems I can shout them all. I want being here when I want to cry, I'll just seat here and cry all of my hatred, anger. I can feel this place's embracing me, I want being here when I'm happy, I always go at the side of the fountain and shoot coins in the mouth of an angel figurine. This park ever since I was young is my second home. Even if this park is open for other people living in here, this exclusive village, everyone respects each other's buisness. Actually, my seventh birthday is celebrated here, I can still remember mom asked me where I want to celebrate my birthday and who I want to invite, I said, I want it here and a simple lunch with them will do. I can't help but to smile while remembering some of my chilhood memories.
I took out my phone when I felt it vibrate, it was a text from Vanessa.
Vanessa:
Sissy, I'm sorry, I can't come, we brought Josh to the hospital.Last night, we talked about some sissy stuffs and planed to put a new color on our fingernails, but now.. oh great!
To Vanessa:
Oh, it's okay. Tell Josh to get well soon. :)Aish. A few moment later, an stawberry ice cream appeared right in front of my face. Woah. I looked at the hand holding it, it's a guy's hand.
"What? You'll just look at it?" Unfamiliar manly voice said. And slightly moving the ice cream. I slowly turned my head to him. And I can feel the lust in my blood to punch, so I quickly stand up and did it. I didn't bother the pain I felt of my knee from my quick up. It's just worth it. Haha! I finally did it! What an anchivement! I saw his face crumple in pain, he quickly held his jaw.
"What the?!" I heard him shouted. That's what you get if you messed up with Elena the great! His face is priceless! Hahaha! I laughed, oh, just in my head, but I can't resist to smile.
"Omg!" I faked acting that I'm worried. "I'm just shocked. I'm sorry, pwe." And acted like I'm really sorry.
"Aish! You don't need to pretend. All I want is to say sorry for what happened earlier, but you suddenly punched me so I think we're already fair." He said confidently. Ohhh. So his conscience hit him. Well good for him.
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My Dream Love
FantasyElena Alper Breaux meet Ethan Cary Thaddeus.. What will happen when you live in fantasy?