The Goddess.

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  • Dedicated to princess peanut Fiona
                                    

Theodore felt his insides churn and pulse beat fast. It was nothing like he had felt before; he almost felt queasy. His heart was beating so fast that it felt as if his heart was beating 5 litres of blood in one second rather than one minute like it should normally should be doing. 

The girl's face was tilted downwards slightly as she was concentrating on her book. Her straight, long, dark auburn hair gracefully fell down on one side of her face which starkly contrasted her cute floral mint-green dress. Theodore could just make out her chocolatey eyes which glowed with life as it intensely focused on the book. Theodore did not find it hard to agree with Raymond this time round. For the first time in his life Theodore felt that he had truly seen a goddess. How could anyone's facial features be so precisely and beautifully arranged on such procelain white skin? She looked like a fragile china doll which did not look like it belonged in a library.

"Hey, it's her! I told you she's hot! I am going to try and ask for her number or something - wish me luck!" 

Raymond's eager whisper voice broke Theodore's stare of awe at the beautiful creature which sat only 3 metres away from the two. Raymond swiftly made his way to the girl before Theodore had a chance to react. 

She smiled slightly as she looked up to Raymond who now stood infront of her. Theodores heart felt as though it had forgotten how to be a heart.

Theodore was not so sure, what he was feeling now. A strange sensation started from his heart and slowly started to spread throughout his whole body. It felt as if a heavy weight started to course through his blood starting from the heart, which started to beat ever so slowly only to emphasise the pain it was going through.

Theodore jerked uncomfortably as he recognised what he as going through. 

"No.... way.." Theodore whimpered. 

This was defintely not how Theodore planned his first love to go. Theodore was so sure of his emotions, he had known of the emotion of love portrayed in movies, books and songs. This strange phenomenon which was going through wasn't so hard to identify. Surely this was the symptons of love. No - Theodore knew by instinct this was love. The only hard bit, Theodore found, was to control such a juvenile emotion which had just started to sprout. Theodore couldn't help but feel sorry himself; that was such a fast escalation and conclusion to his first love.

Watching Raymond as he started to converse with the girl, Theodore silently laughed bitterly and involuntarily clenched his fists. Theodore felt pretty pathetic at the moment. Pathetic that he couldn't do anything now, pathetic that this was his first crush (which was about to get crushed) and pathetic because this was not how he expected to get his first love.

Theodore internally cursed the unknown psyc-goddess - who ruthlessly stole his heart and ruined his first love so quickly - as he turned to head back down the tall book shelves. There was nothing more to see, it would end up like all the other times. Soon Raymond would prance back to him with the goddess by his side and introducing the two.

Theodore prayed for the slim chance that the psyc-goddess would reject Raymond, but who would? Even Theodore, himself had admitted Raymonds good looks even in a guy's point of view. The girl did not stand a chance. 

Theodore didn't believe in love at first sight; he always tsked at those blind fools who said love at first sight existed and argued a point against the matter. How defeated he felt when his life philosophy came tumbling down proven wrong by none other than himself! How stupid he felt when he realised his first love had finished as quickly as it started. But here he was; heart painfully pounding and mind chaotic with mixed thoughts. Theodore felt as if he had felt more emotions in this couple of minutes than the whole of his life put together. 

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