I uploaded this chapter earlier than I thought I would. I just couldn't wait. Enjoy reading! :))))
Lana's POV
I had been having this weird feeling lately. Like the feel of longing for something. And I wasn't sure what exactly it was. But it had something to do with that girl, Annabelle. I just couldn't get her out of my head. She's just, looks different. Different than the others. And I couldn't stop thinking about her. I wanted to get to know her better. These past few days, I'd been purposely walking around the park near the Starbuck just in case I have a luck of seeing her again. Seemed like she wasn't there often. I replayed the scene at the park over and over again. Our short conversation. It made something stirred inside me. It felt, almost like,,, love.
But I promised myself I won't get involved in a relationship right now. I need to focus on designing so I can open my own boutique. It was what I've always wanted to do. And I need to give my 100% concentration on my dream. Annabelle was just a distraction. I needed to block her out of my mind. I didn't want to fail myself. I mustn't have feels for her. For anyone. Love is a distraction, a disadvantage. I gotta keep telling myself that.
I glanced at Stacey, on her bed across the room. Snoring slightly deep in her sleep. The clock shows that it was 5:15am. I couldn't sleep anymore. So I got up and had a cold shower. My head needed a little chill. After I was done, I took out a book to read. To keep me from thinking things. And by that, I meant Annabelle.
Time passed and I didn't even realised it. It was already almost 7am. Stacey was in the shower so I got up and make myself useful by making some breakfast. After breakfast, I drove out and head for my morning class.
I felt good today. I've only had one class for today. The other two had been cancelled, for whatever reason I don't even care. So I went down to the library for some time alone for myself. I wasn't in a mood to continue reading my novel or studying anything, so I put my headphones on and pretended to read something. And then I saw someone familliar walked into the library. It was Annabelle. I told myself to ignore her but the next second, I found myself walking, more like skipping, towards her. She was busy searching for some books behind a big old bookshelf when I pat her shoulder.
"Annabelle Watson" I said cheerlfully with a wide smile on my face.
She spun around quickly. Then a wide smile slowly curved on the cute face of hers. " Lana. Good to see you again!"
"Same here. I was wondering when I would see you again" I replied. Not really caring how over excited it seemed I was.
"Oh? Were you? And, why is that?"
I could saw she started blushing. Her cheeks went flush red. Something inside felt like I could explode.
"Uh, well. I don't know. It's just that,, um nevermind. Do you have any classes today? Or anywhere you need to be?" I asked, clearly nervous. I'm pretty sure my affection was starting to show. But I didn't care. I just felt like I need to be with her again. I didn't care that it felt weird. I just have to get used to it.
"Well, um. Not really. As you know, our evening class together was cancelled. So, I'm free."
We had a class together? I couldn't believe myself. How could I have not notice this pretty face? But I didn't want to make a fuss about it. So I went straight to the point. "Then, maybe we could go somewhere together? I'm free for today too, so?"
She stared at me. Brows frowned. I didn't know what she was thinking. She seemed shocked? Or confused? Or delighted? And then she smiled. Her face brightened. "Yes, I'd like that."
We drove out from the city. I didn't tell her where we were going. Thought it'd be a good surpise. We didn't talked much on our way there. Just a few comments about the weather and stuff.
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