Tis The Season of Falling In Love (Slow Update)

Nostalgia

It was late afternoon when I stopped myself from worrying about that dreadful moment disturbing my new 'life'. I find relief in touring around the campus the school representative, Joey.

"So Casey, are you from here? or just a lone ranger in a new town?" He unceremoniously asks as we pass by the library. Joey has this boy next door kinda look but a bit of an awkward wuss. I am not judging by the looks but that's how I see it. Nonetheless, I can feel that he is a good guy much better than that best friend of mine.

Oh, Casey, will you stop it already. said inner voice who is always much of a realist and pessimist at times.

No matter how hard I try to annihilate that douche I still care I'll admit that. The least of a moral supporter, are you now. Well, that did it.

Joey waved his hand in front of my face. "Earth to Casey, being taken by the aliens aren't you now."

"O-oh pardon? Sorry, I'm feeling a bit under the weather. I can't keep my head up." We stopped by the hallway as he held both my shoulders.

"You are? " he grabs the sides of my cheeks and examines me - more likely how an exaggerating girlfriend would do. Sounding too caring by the way

"Hey, little girl don't you dare faint in my presence coz I ain't carrying you. no way." He said with a threatening gaze. I suddenly can't hold back my laughter. Much of a wuss I say.

"Don't worry dude, didn't you know I have the strongest immune system. Nothing can weaken it not on my watch."

"To be honest I already like you and not in a guy's perspective, you know what I mean." He said this with no touch of humor. State it as a matter of fact.

"Wait don't tell me you are what I think you are right now by how you are insinuating what you said." We continued with the tour as I wait for his reply.

"Well isn't it obvious?"

"Kinda ..but wow I actually pity the looks. The girls would be sorry."

Why on earth am I feeling nostalgic right at this moment? I stared at Joey slowly fading out like a song beginning to end. I just thought that above all things in the world why am I feeling like l am about to get blocked out of the world? But isn't that nice to be just inside your own little bubble of joy? Nothing else would come in between. Only you.

"Casey."

I am hearing a faint sound. A sound that reminds me of home since when did I feel that I had a home to call. Never, never had one.

"Casey."

My vision was still blurry like I have an eye sight  of an old woman who always knit early in the morning. But then a shadowy figure appeared in front of me. Trying to focus on clearing up my head he looked like he was coming at me. Catching up his breath he extended his hand waiting for something.

"I am not going to give you cookies you know?" He exploded laughing terribly at my awful state. Beads of sweat dripping from his forehead and soaking his shirt I just had to look away.

"Come on that was a fair game. It was actually a good game I must say." by not looking at him I could tell he was triumphantly smirking at me.

"Good game my ass. It was absolutely not so appealing to me. I was gasping for air like fish out of its fishbowl." If looks could kill someone's begging for forgiveness now. Unfortunately that someone is actually overjoyed might I say laughing his ass out loud.

He beat me in combat. Yes, a sparring competition. Viola! he beat my winning streak. I know he's a dude but how can I not succumb when he practically already set the tables just by a single snap of his fingers.

Stupid guy, can't he even notice that I hardly ever looked at him all throughout the match? Just as he counters back my headlock, his face so close, I actually thought something would finally happen but it never did.

I still haven't accepted his outstretched hand so he grabs my hand and pulled me up. I was caught off guard because the last thing I knew he was hugging me. He pulled back a little so I lifted up my head to face him. He was staring at me for a couple of seconds before he blew air at my face which causes me to blink multiple times before I smell it yes I smelled it and heard it loud and clear.

I heard him laugh out loud as he runs out of my sight.

"GIN COLLINS, YOU WANKER GET BACK HERE!"

I felt a hand on my forehead and faint voices in the background. I listened trying to make out who are they. Soon I decided to open my eyes wondering where I am. The scent in the air reminded me of Hospitals. Wait, am I in one?

"Good your awake Casey." A worried voice severs my ongoing thoughts.

"Yeah still breathing"

"you passed out"

"I did? Gosh, I should've eaten lunch."

"And why you did not, may I ask?"

"It just flew out of my mind. Unfortunately, I had a nostalgia around that hour."

"Nostalgia?...hmm... Happened to cause this to you, must have been the real deal."