The starboy and the angel

Chapter 1: the meeting

I remember telling myself one time, that love only happens when you believe in miracles. Though I hated seeing every couple pass by, hugging and kissing in public, I always wondered what it was like to be in love. Something in my heart somehow wanted to know the feeling of loving a girl.

I had that dream again. This angel. Who was she?

It was 9:00 AM in the morning. Wide-awaked, I decided to take a shower and make my usual breakfast, scrambled eggs and coffee. Monotonous enough to turn it from "palatable" into "edible". Then I saw a note from mom on the kitchen counter.

"Lunch is in the fridge. I won't be home until 1 AM. Love you, mom."

How intriguing, I wonder what's on menu today. I went to the fridge and opened it just to see the only food in the gigantic empty container. Leftover chicken from kfc. Yay.

Soon after that, I took my keys, my phone and my wallet and marched out the door. The first thing I had in mind was to walk aimlessly throughout the city. Apparently I have nothing to do these days and I waste my days travelling my already travelled city over and over again. Monotonous, but better than staying home all day.

Walking along the pavements, I always see the same kind of faces everyday. I just get the feeling that I was different than everybody else. Obeserving and analizing the environment around me was my usual routine, even though I always get the same results. I usually get noticed by the dogs walking by their owners. I never knew why but I always had a way with animals, it's like they were always aware of my presence. Somehow they approach me every time, trying to understand this human.

I expected to go home with the same routine, but somehow, it was different.

As soon as ate my head with my thoughts, my attention somehow went shooting to a girl a few feet away. A girl with a red knit beanie, with long chestnut hair. She was beautiful, not that I had seen enough beauties on the street, but somehow she seemed, familiar. I shrugged that thought and decided to move along, but my head just kept following her. She went to where a homeless guy was sleeping and dropped some money in his cup.

As soon as she did that, she did a smile and my heart started pounding. I don't why but I had a very nostalgic feeling, like I was falling in love with the same person all over again. She was about turn away, but such gesture made me imagine her having wings, like an angel. Wait. An angel? It was her!

Finally realizing her face I ran toward her just to ask her name, but she turned and looked at me. As soon as her eyes met mine, I stopped running. The noisy crowd suddenly turned silent and time looked like it was a long break. Her eyes, they were hazel, but it was full of innocence. It was like looking at the eyes of an innocent animal. Inside this little bubble we created, I was filled with a nostalgic pressure in me. I felt like I met this girl before, but I don't know where.

I took a step, but the movement I made was a bad move. It popped the bubble and I could hear the noisy streets again. She turned away and started to walk.

"Wait!" I shouted, but the crowd reduced it.

She looked at me and gave a beamy smile.

"My name is May" She said. Then she turned away, disappearing in the middle of the crowd.

I stood there, with no idea what was going on. After a good 20 seconds processing what happened, I turned away and left the scene.

May huh?