I loved him, the way he looked and smiled. His manners and charm. He was the cool guy that everyone loved and adored. He even did the strangest things that made him separate from everyone else, as if he was magical. As if he was a witch or something...
"Hey, Hey wait up, wait up Flora!" I could hear him running after me, but I kept running. I ran straight into the girl's bathroom. I then heard him stop.
"Oh hey now that's not fair" he yelled in. But I heard him walk away, so I ran into one of the stalls and began to cry my eyes out. Memories pouring out of my mind and back into my heart. Feelings I had kept inside for so long were now all through my head. I held my hand up to my heart, for my chest felt like it was going to burst.
I would never know what it would be like to have parents annoyed at me. Or sad, proud, happy angry. I could never know that feeling for they were both gone. You see when I was born my parents took one look at me and were like"Let's keep her for a little while".
So they did I lived with them till I was 7 then they left me. Alone in a little apartment. I had to learn to do things all by myself, sometimes though I had the help of neighbors. All these years people thought I had parents. I would explain to them what they looked like, acted like. But really I vaguely remember, for it is all a blur.
After being in there for about 10 minutes I finally got up from crying and opened up the stall. I washed my hands and freshened up. I began to walk out and remembered how nice Chris was being all concerned, but now I most likely ruined my chances. But just as I was thinking this I was grabbed by someone, who held me tight. Not in a forceful way, but rather a hug.
"Hey, you ok?" I looked up to see it was indeed Chris.
I broke down.
I began to explain to him everything. ( We were now sitting in the hallway. ) He held my hand as I told him everything. I even told him a few things I shouldn't have but I didn't care anymore. I told him the reason my parents didn't want me.
Because I was a girl, had brown hair and brown eyes. White skin and was "Too cute" to be in the family. So basically I was too kind to be with them I guess. I really didn't know much more than that.
I began to pull my hand away when he told me to stand up. I then this happened. And before he let go he kissed my forehead. I had never been kissed before so this was a whole new experience.
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I was so happy he didn't criticize me as others did. He pulled me so close to him I was so happy. He looked down at me and said "Flora, you have no reason to be sad. If you would have still been with them imagine how they would've treated you! But, hey wait. Where do you live? And do you live with anybody?"
"I live on Bakers street, and yeah I live alone. Why?" He looked so excited.
"Because! I just got a new place, it's a big enough house for 8 people! But I only had 6 friends that were going to be staying with me, so now there was room for 1 more!"
