The Love Letter

Chapter 1

(Lucy Hale as Reina Heartfelia)
Reina's POV

It's a bright day. The sun is shining brightly, warmly in the blue sky making everything sparkle in its wake. The white fountain in the entrance of the school looks magnificent because of the water droplets having a crystalline effect. Children are playing in the sand box. They must be in 2nd grade or maybe 3rd. I am not sure. But they sure look like they are enjoying themselves. Thier smile is so bright, I can't look at that. It feels like they are taunting me.

I turned towards the classroom and weirdly nobody is fighting today. Not even Jacob and Rick. That's a first.

Everybody is talking to each other about something or the other. Why can't I do the same. But then I remember that I don't have anything to talk about. But to summarize today, it's a happy day.

Except for me ofcourse.

It's the same boring day for me. Nothing new, nothing different.

Sighing I decided to turn my attention  back to the book in hand, the sketch doesn't look the way I want it to, but then again it hasn't been that way for a long time. It's like the pencil doesn't want to listen to me anymore. I don't understand why did everything in my life abandoned me so suddenly?

Well there goes today's sketch. I scrunched up the paper and threw it towards the dustbin, it was caught mid air though, its him.

"You know throwing them away isn't going to solve the problem right?"

I just shrugged.

This guy needs to stop interfering with everything I do, but who am I kidding, he is probably going to pester me till the day I die. Before he came towards me I closed the book, I don't show this book to anybody. This mentioned guy is Zekiel a.k.a Zaki, the guy who has been my friend since I was little. He knows everything, seen it first hand actually. He is a violinist and a hockey player, likes chocolates like his life depends on it and hates cucumber for some reason which he refuses to share with anybody. He has a crush on Miliana the Head of English Commitee, but again for some reason he never admits it, even to himself. Idiot. He is handsome, charming and extremely kind. Sometimes it's hard to understand why he still remains to be my friend when he already has made so many.

I wanted to ask him that, but never did and probably never would. I am scared. I don't want anyone else to abandon me anymore. And just like I know about Miliana without him telling me, he knows my fear too.

He sighed deeply. He knows he won't get an answer from me, but he still tries everyday making me feel more guilty. Soon he had occupied the seat beside me and started to talk about all the stuff that happened in the practice last evening. How he almost cracked open his skull, how the other team was cheating and so on.

And as irrelevant as this information is I always listen. Always. It's my way of compensating for not talking.

After a while the whole class simmered down, it was time for class to start. Suddenly I felt a warm breeze on my cheek, it was familiar, the one I felt when HE used to be around.

I flinched. Zaki noticed but didn't say anything. As usual. He just held my hand under the desk and gave me a bright smile, a smile I never returned. I wonder sometimes, does he know what I am thinking and what makes me flinch?

He held my hand the entire class. Thankfully because of his hand I was more aware of something around me and therefore didn't drown in my oceanic thoughts.

It was almost the end of the class when our teacher asked Zaki to pass on some papers to the whole class. Zaki gave me another one of his smiles and stood up leaving me at the mercy of the warm breeze from the window.

It's not like I was afraid of the damn wind. It just reminded me of the time of some serene days. When I used to be normal and most importantly happy.

I decided to close my eyes and tried to do the same thing I have been doing when I feel nervous like this.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

"Class I would like to tell you that we have a new student in our school, he will be here short- oh there you are!"

Breathe in.

"Sorry for being late sir."

Brea-

I stopped breathing. I was still as a statue. I could hear everybody's shocked reactions, some of the guys were even hooting. I wanted to look, open my eyes and just look. But I couldn't. Is it really him?

Breath out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

And I opened my eyes, I could see Zaki from the corner of my eyes looking right at me. I could hear the crowd that had formed near the door. Speaking to him.
But Zaki and me were busy trying to assess whether we were okay or not.

In all this contemplation nor Zaki or me noticed that the crowd had dissipated and the radiant star who had just entered this classroom in broad daylight was shining brightly and coming right towards us taking the darkness away from us, away from me.

"Hey Zaki, What's up?" That's when we actually snapped out and noticed him. There he was all sunshine and smiles, like a sun spreading joy like it's his own creation. Probably it was. After all he is the definition of joy for me. He still looked the same. Just a little matured and taller. But still the same guy who you once laid eyes on, you just can't look away.

Zaki wasn't the type of guy who would get emotional but he loved his friends to death and he was after all Zaki's best friend. So after a really long time I saw Zaki crying on his shoulder while throwing a tantrum like a little boy about not informing of his return, he told Zaki that he is back for good though, which was enough for Zaki to quite down.

In all of this, my heart and mind was racing like a Formula 1 car. I just wanted to disappear and forget that he is back. But I couldn't for the life of me ignore his presence even if I wanted to. It's so weird. I just want to run to him and hug him and tell him everything. But I know I never will.

They were both laughing at something when he's eyes shifted and locked on me. I felt as if time stopped, nothing was moving except him.

The way he turned, walking towards me, the way his smile widened even more, blue eyes so much more brighter. Is he really looking at me?

The next thing I know I am engulfed in the familiar smell of cedar wood and vanilla. I always found it comforting, I still do but in the back of my mind I can  feel that it won't last forever which makes it just..............sad.

Soon he withdrew and looked me in the eyes again, "Hey Reina, missed me?" He whispered softly, as if he knew if he spoke too loudly I would break.

I looked at him and smiled, "Yeah" while nodding my head.

He smiled right back.

But other than that I could hear no more sound in the classroom anymore. It was the pin drop silence, the teacher asks of the class all time but fails. I guess I was able to achieve that goal.

But then again I couldn't blame them. I had actually spoken up and smiled after 2 years.

My voice was a little cracked, throat felt like a sandpaper. But nothing felt depressing anymore, it was like his mere presence was enough to keep the darkness at bay. I knew there was hope now since he was back. The one person I fell in love with. Head over heels.

Beacuse Eros Draven was back.