Paradoxes of her.

Chapter IX. Cupid knows best?

Year 2009

Many people find being alone intolerable and yes, lonely. I, on the other hand, enjoy being alone. For me, those people just don’t have imagination that’s why they can’t stand the thought of being alone. On contrary, I have too much imagination. I can even build a fort without any blankets, make myself full without any food and be married on the altar without any groom. That’s the power of imagination.

“Imagining me being naked?” 

I’m on the bench writing down some stories and yes, imagining. Boys wearing those trunks are standing in front of me.

But only one guy caught my attention, the guy wearing the red trunks,half naked. I blushed and looked away. I forgot, it’s their swimming practice today.

“Hey baby! Don’t leave, you haven’t seen me naked” he said while I’m walking away. I suddenly stop from walking then starts to walk towards him, I smiled at him then look at him from head to there..

“Pervert!” then everybody starts laughing at him. Forget it; I lose my interest on him.

                                         

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It’s been quite a while that I haven’t go out in a date. I’m still broken hearted because my husband to be just left the school, we went out once but that’s it. After our movie date, he just left school and they said he migrated somewhere. Our love story is over.. We didn’t even started yet. I sigh and allow myself to lean against the wall while embracing my notebook.

“Hey!”

I gently took my glasses off then blink rapidly.

“Are you blind?” he said. Do I know this guy?

“Great! Can you just move away from the wall? You messed up my paintings”.

Paintings, wet! Oh my, my uniform! I should probably get new glasses! I bite my lower lips then close my eyes. That’s my mannerism whenever I do something really stupid. Now, how can I take this mess off my uniform? I immediately walk away from that place without saying anything.

They should at least, put some signage like “Hey wet paint!” I murmured to myself.

While walking, I found a bench near the school garden. I put my fingers on my chin then brush my hair with my palm. Was it here the entire time? Well, this is the first time that I saw this bench. I move closer to it, it looks safe. I decided to rest there for a while then grab my phone on my bag.

Low battery. Nice!

“What a great day!” I shouted. The plants at the side of the bench starts moving, my eyes widened. Maybe my voice was too loud? I’m starting to panicked as I see something trying to come out from the plants. “Ahhhh!! Please don’t hurt me mother of nature! I promise to shower you with water every day! I didn’t mean to be so loud!” I keep on screaming like there’s no tomorrow with my feet kicking on the ground.

Wait? It’s not a thing, it’s a who! I know everything seems blurred right now but I know it’s a human being.

“What are you doing there!? You almost give me a heart attack!” I exhaled as a sign of relief. The human being us wearing a pants, our school uniform so it means he’s a guy and he’s also studying here in Rocket University. He didn’t say anything; he didn’t even answer my question. He stretches his body and walks away from me.

“Thanks!” I shouted at him. Such a good day for me!

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 Later that day..

I’m terribly late plus I didn’t even eat my lunch plus I’m so pissed off because of my uniform. I knock on the door to get the attention of the educator. She nodded and that’s a sign for me to enter the room. I have to enter from the front door so please don’t notice it.

“What happen to your uniform Miss Lockhart?” and yes she noticed it. I just smiled to her and didn’t say anything.

“So, as we can see today is the day.” And everybody claps their hands while yelling yes! I didn’t say anything. I’m not in the mood and not excited about today.

“So, ladies please don’t be hard to get and boys just be a gentleman. Starting today, you can start asking someone to be your date for the upcoming event next month. You have a month of preparation.” Can someone please kill me now? I frowned. This is the day that I’ve been waiting for the past four years but right now, I’m not even interested. He’s not here anymore; I want him to be my date. I want to cry!

I’m in the middle of my drama while almost everybody is in the middle of the floating feeling of being in love or infatuation or whatever they call it. I need some air!

“What happened to your glasses”, thank God it’s Rose.

“I accidentally step on it earlier” I said.

“Have you seen the hot guy earlier?” she’s giggling while fixing her hair.

“I just get separated form my husband and I'm not interested to any….”

I couldn’t remember what I’m about to say as Mr. Cupid just knock me out with hundreds of arrows right straight to my heart.

There’s a guy standing in front of me, holding a book on his right hand and his other hand is on his pocket. The two upper button of his shirt is open, showing a little bit of flesh. His brown hair is like a temptation for a woman to run her fingers into it.  Frame with a strong chin, swarthy skin and a cloud-covered sky colour of his eyes. I couldn’t help myself but stare to this man.

It’s too early for the Christmas gift Santa Claus but I’d accept it. I accept it with all my heart, open arms and both legs.I mischievously smiled while grabbing a pen from my bag.  

Rose couldn’t say anything; she’s just staring at the guy as well.

She pinched me. I didn’t say anything even though it hurts. She pinched me again, “ouch!”

“WHY YOU KEEP DOING THAT?” i keep on rubbing my cheeks.

“So I would know if we’re just dreaming” still staring at the guy.

“Why you don’t pinch yourself?”

“I don’t want to get hurt!” and she smiled at me.

It was impossible for him to appear less than perfect. He looks so calm while reading his book; his face doesn’t have any expression at all.

“I might melt if both of you keep on staring at me” he said without even looking at us. His eyes are still focused on his book. His voice…

The intimate pinch on his voice made me shiver.

He knew that we’re staring at him.

We look away, blushing. That was embarrassing! We silently walk away and enter our room.

“Rose! My ready to sign the annulment papers, oh Cupid you really know my taste”... 

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