Do You Hear Me?

Chapter 6

Rays of light shown upon my eyes. I reached for the sheets to cover my eyes. Let's just say I'm a person who has a talent in procrastinating and tends to fill up most time sleeping or going on tumblr. Pretty sure most of you can relate to this.

I believe every one of us loves food. So yeah, you guessed it, I got hungry. Damn it, Just when I'm about to go back into slumber and 84234341 hours of sleeping, I had to face the fact and get up. I poliferated my whole body and I tried to open my eyes.

Wait, what? This isn't my room. I sat up and looked around. Nothing looked lke my room. Where am I? I looked down, and there was a blonde girl who folded rested her head on her folded hands. She must be sleeping. Should I wake her up? Who is she?

"Oh, hey there. You were at my sister's house last night? Remember? Sarah's party?" She tried to explain how I ended up in her room. I think. "Oh yeah, I guess. Allison, right?" I questioned her as I satat the side of the bed. "Yeah, and you're?" She asked as she handed her hand to me. 

"Oh, I'm uh Bradley. We met yesterday, remember?" I shook her hand. "Okay, so as you know, this is my room. And don't worry, I didn't do anything to you. Not the same as my sister. Aha." She got up to he feet. "Oh okay, cool. Oh what time is it? I'm sorry I shouldn't be disturbing you here." I stood up.

"Nah, its okay. Its only 8. Let's go out for breakfast?" She offered me. "Oh, okay. Sure. I'm starving." I followed her from the back.

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"So, tell me about yourself." The blonde girl said. I gulped down the food in my mouth. "Bradley. Friends call me Brad. 16. In the S stream. Senior at Camelot High. School Lacrosse and fencing team. I write songs and poems. I play a musical instrument with 6 strings on it. Nothing much about me. A loner who loves going on social media and procrastinator. What about you?" I explained.

"Allison Yorke. Just turned 15. Sophomore in Literature. Skater. Dancer. Award winning performing in showers. A food lover. Sports? Anything really. Just love handball and tennis. Just an ordinary girl with few friends and no YOLO life. Quite dull, I suppose. But hey average grades, good enough." She introduced herself.

So, we're basically the same. Aren't we? Have you ever been in love? Lip virgin? Broke your heart loving someone who will never love you back?" She continued. "In love with someone now. I don't ever think she'll love me back. Lip virgin? I guess. Well, afew but this girl I like, hasn't." I took a sip of my coffee. "Oh, okay. Pretty much the same I guess. I've been into this guy for a couple of months. He's my best friend. But hey I'm just an ordinary girl with a mainstream life. No guy would ever like me." She faces her face downwards.

"I would. I think you're beautiful." I placed my hand on her's. She lifted her head up, and looks at me. I could by the look in her eyes. She was lonely. She doubted herself. She isn't that confident about herself. And she needed company. "You, really think so?" She looked into my eyes. "Yes, Allison. You are." I smiled.

Our eyes caught each other's. I could feel everything heating up. I don't even know why. It was awkward. But a good type of awkward. It felt good. Is it suppose to? She started to look like an angel I was finding for my whole life. She is beautiful. And I don't think she sees it in herself.

"Your bill, sir." A rough voice had just cut-offed and made it awkward. I turned, and I saw a guy in apron stared into my eyes. Holy shit. "Uh, Uh, Ye-eah er sh-sure." I took my wallet out and placed a 20 dollar note on the table. "Thank you, sir." He then waked away. "So, I guess I should be going now." Allison stood up and slung her handbag over her shoulder. "Uh yeah, sure." I stood up and walked to the side of the table. "Thanks for the meal." She thanked me as she leaned into me for a hug. "Uh, yeah. Su-sure. No problem." I hugged her back. Her hug felt so good I can't even.

"So, I'll see ya when I see ya?" She handed me her number on a piece of paper. "Yeah. See you too when I see ya." I took her number. She walked away, leaving me standing there. Observing her every move. Okay now I sounded like a stalker. Why did she felt so different? She wasn't an ordinary girl to me alright. I ran out of the shop and looked everywhere. Where did she go?