The way the sun shines brightly, seeking it's way through the window with tinted glass had me squinting my eyes like some idiot. I was well aware of the fact that it was 9:32 am and that the teacher who was scolding us is still mad at the fact that we talked when she is giving her meaningless lecture.
But I was too distracted to care. Aria is in my line. She was giving me the unwanted feeling I always seems to get whenever I got near her. And it scared me.
My mind can't seem to focus on anything other than Aria. Everything evolves around her. My world evolves around her. She is a distraction. She makes me forgot about other human beings and makes me think only of her. It's like she is the main character in a movie show, and I can't do nothing but watch as an audience.
Pathetic. Just pathetic.
Her head turned to face my way, connecting her eyes with mine for a mere seconds before I turned away. Too much. I didn't even realize the warmth sensation on my cheek until I started feeling hot. I was blushing.
'This is so embarrassing!! I can't believe that I stare at her so long for her to stare at me back. Ugh. Kill me now. Please.'
But as minutes pass and I was day dreaming, my troubled eyes seemed to cast on Aria, following her every movement. I was being creepy, I know that. And I also know that she probably wouldn't appreciate being stare at 2 times for longer than 30 minutes a time.
Yet, somehow, I can't help but just look at her, smiling when she giggled or do something silly or even laughing when she was shy in front of her favourite male teacher.
She is lovable.
But she's not for you. You don't deserve her. She is perfect, you are far from better. She is kind, you are horrible. She is clever, you are stupid. What are the chances of her liking you back?
It all came crashing back. The insecurities, the depressing thoughts. It's all here, staying for good until the moment I die. It will always be here. And I can't do anything about it.
'I didn't say that I like her like that! I just..felt intrigued by her.'
Even I myself felt that hardly believable. Thinking of me liking someone is very...scary. Rather frightening because liking someone to the point where I might as well pass out is like talking to a stranger and becoming friends right after.
What I meant is, talking to a stranger is nerve wrecking. It can makes people like me panic and shake. A stranger can also causes humiliation to strike in one's heart. That's why, becoming friends with them later on can make us feel a little bit a ease from all the embarrassment.
Too strange. Because even though I hate how she make the weird feelings in my heart go wild, I still love her. As a friend. She still managed to make me smile.
"Wendy?"
A high pitched voice interrupted my trains of thoughts. As expected, the voice belongs to the girl with a pair of hazel light brown eyes. Bobbin Marley.
"Oh, it's you." I smiled softly at her.
She is a twelve years old girl with a personality of a lion. Her eye are glimmering full of courage. She is something I am not.
Brave, confident and strong, what's not to like?
"Yeah, of course it's me. Who else, girl?" She rolled her eyes playfully.
"Hmm..I don't know. Maybe Susan or Abby?" I suggested. "What's up?"
"The sky. Just kidding, I swear!" She raised her hands in surrender when she noticed my glare.
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A Hidden Storm
Tiểu Thuyết Chung'Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.' - George Bernard Shaw __ There are lots of good books out there. Each of them has to be made by at least someone. That's right, the author. Despite the nice creative story made b...
