"I must say though, I have met tons of people before her and tons after, but none of them possessed compassion like she did. She was kind and forgiving and her smiles were warm and inviting. It is easy to be cynical and blame others for your mishaps or misfortunes, but she taught me how to let go of my anger and frankly, her smiles made me smile."
10 YEARS AGO:
"Can you believe that asshole scolded us yesterday for talking when he was the one late to detention?"
I groaned, twirling my fork angrily.
"Hey man, relax, at the rate you're eating lunch will be over soon." Jim proclaimed, all the while stuffing his face with his bowl of spaghetti.
"Shut up man! You're the weird one for eating so fast for no reason." I retorted.
"Bro, don't you know, the girls from 2C are playing volleyball as we speak and I won't miss that shit for the world bro." He said between mouthfuls. "By the way, which class is this girl you were with from?"
Look, I'm a smart guy but you got me Jim. I don't know.
"Uhhh, I didn't ask." I said sheepishly.
Jim raised his eyebrows and said,
"Okay, what's her name then?"
It was right there and then I realised I knew absolutely nothing about that girl.
Determined to dodge the question, I quickly replied
"Jim, that's not the main point, the main point is that she was this weird, clumsy girl with a pink hairclip who's like a 6 out of 10 on the old face rating."
"Wow only a 6, you sure are mean hahaha." A soft voice said from behind.
It was right there, Tyler Robinson knew, he messed up.
Turning around, and to no surprise, there she was.
"Well, look at the time, I'll leave you two to it then." Jim laughed. He stood up, picking up his bowl. He proceeded to walk away, not before slapping my back and giving me a hard wink.
Screw you, Jim. It's not like that!
"Please mind my friend Jim over there, he's an idiot." I said.
"It's cool." She smiled. "Mind if I sit with you?"
"If I said no, you would still sit here wouldn't you?" I asked.
"Yup!" She gleefully replied, sitting at Jim's seat.
"What's the matter?" She asked curiously, proceeding to look me dead in the eyes.
"What do you mean?" I questioned inquisitively.
"Your eyebrows." She said.
"What about them, is there pasta sauce in them?" I replied, frantically cleaning my eyebrows with my handkerchief.
"No, that's not it, I can tell something is bothering you from your eyebrows. You furrow them unconsciously you know." She giggled.
I sighed and said,
"I guess I'm a bit ticked off from Mr Jackall yelling at us for no reason yesterday. Also, just now the Chemistry teacher, Mrs Brown, made me clean up the mess of my stupid lab partner, Jamie, just because I'm a guy and Jamie's a girl and also..."
"Let me stop you right there mister" She exclaimed as she tossed me her water bottle.
"Here, hold this up in the air for me, won't you?"
Her water bottle was a shade of sky blue.
Catching it with both hands, I looked at her confused.
"Try holding it up for 10 seconds." She insisted.
"Why though?" I replied.
"Humour me." She smiled smugly.
Whatever, it's probably easier to hold this for ten seconds than explaining to this girl why holding a water bottle in the air would make me look like a jackass.
"Alright fine." I begrudgingly relented as I placed it in the air.
One thousand, two thousand, three thousand...
Ten seconds had passed.
"Done." I proclaimed.
That wasn't so hard.
"Okay hold it for 10 minutes now"
Okay, now that's too much.
"Firstly, no. Secondly, I prefer not to look like a weirdo in the cafeteria and thirdly, I probably can't do it physically." I protested.
"Why wouldn't you be able to do it? It's the same weight, isn't it? You held it up for ten seconds." She asked, blinking a few times.
"Well, holding it for ten minutes requires more effort and energy than holding it for ten seconds. Simple logic." I proudly declared.
Good grief, did this girl ever pass Physics?
"I'm glad you get it. It's just like grudges and bad emotions. As we go on, it gets heavier and harder to live with. It's not because its weight was increased, its just because we eventually get tired from carrying it for so long. All we have to do is let it go, man, it's all in the past." She calmly explained, proceeding to bite into her sandwich.
Well, when she puts it that way, she's not wrong.
"Easier said than done, lady." I snickered, finishing the last of my pasta.
"Practice makes perfect." She bubbled, giving me a soft wink, softer than Jackass Jim's anyway.
*sigh*
I should probably let it go, huh?
*RING*RING*RING*
"Aw man, time for class already?" She groaned, finishing the last piece of her sandwich. She proceeded to stand up and said
"It's been fun. I'll catch ya some other time."
Before she could walk away, I stood up as well and said
"My name is Tyler. I never got your name." I said sheepishly.
She chuckled and said in a playful voice,
"I was wondering when you were going to ask, hehe."
She turned her body towards me. Facing me, her eyes lit up. Smiling she said,
"I'm Chrissy."
YOU ARE READING
She Existed
RomanceTyler Robinson looks back on his life and remembers the days he spent with a special girl. Even after losing her, she will always exist in his heart.
