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Feel (Part Two)

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PART TWO

Fall Dance

It was perfectly sunny that day. Well, it was, until I walked out of my house and was halfway to my school.

Then, the clouds overhead seemed to gather up over me, in a comically cortoon-esque way, and the rain began to pour down.

It made me feel even more miserable.

And then, someone put a barrier between me and the rain. Someone opened an umbrella over my head, saving me from a complete washing.

I looked up to my saviour and almost choked on my own saliva when I saw the gorgeous face and the honey-blond hair that made me think about the cornfields of my native country.

The stranger from the other night was looking down at me, smiling.

His sapphire eyes were even more brilliant in the daylight.

"So we meet again, ma belle."

I just stared at him, unable to voice a coherent word even if my life depended on it.

It was as if his eyes captured me, held me prisoner inside their blue depths.

I don't know what surprised me the most, the fact that we met again or the fact that he actually remembered me.

He ran a hand through his wet hair, looking over my shoulder at the rusty-coloured silhouette of my school, already visible in the distance.

"What..." I began, finally finding my voice, "Why..."

He smiled again and I noticed a cute pair of dimples like commas on his cheeks.

I decided to ask the most important question then.

"What's your name?" I asked.

There was a moment of silence.

"Mine's Eliza," I said quickly.

"Sin," he said.

I looked at him incomprehensibly.

"What?"

"My name's Sin," he repeated, making the umbrella twirl in his hand.

"Really?" I breathed, fascinated. Sin... it was a name I never heard. I pronounced it out loud, tasting it in my mouth.

"Well, my whole name's Elias Sinclair Fleming," he voiced, still not looking at me. It was only justice that someone so gorgeous would have such a wickedly cool name, right?

"But everybody just calls me Sin," he added.

"I aced my chemistry quiz," I said then. Beauty can make you say such silly things. As the realization of the words I've just spoken dawned on me, I blushed, with the kind of deep red colour that covered my whole face.

He looked at me and laughed. It was such a lovely sound. He was the kind of person whose laughter was contagious and soon, I was cracking up too.

"That's a good thing, ma belle," he said between two bursts of laughter.

Those two words, though I didn't know what they meant, held a note of tenderness and affection I longed for. They comforted me, and for a moment I forgot my sister, I forgot Candy, Zack, my country, I forgot everything. It was a moment of joy and of oblivion, a moment when I felt as free as a bird and as light as a balloon filled with helium.

I felt good for the first time in weeks.

It was weird that a total stranger would provide me what I was so desperately reaching for. It was weird that I had always been surrounded by people when I needed them the less and that when I needed support and love there was no one left, but a man I barely knew. A guy, a boy, a man.