A Step in the Bubble

Listed Under "B"

Two years later and I'm now fifteen years old, but I haven't forgotten that girl, Emi-chan. The cutest girl I thought, at the time that I'd ever meet. I was wrong. I guess it wasn't true love, because after moving to Misatske, I never met her once. I know, I had her phone number, right? But when I called her...

[2 Y E A R S A G O]

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"Hello? Is this Emi? I mean Hishiro-san?"

"Ah... You're looking for Emi? Sorry, but who is this?"

"Ahh.." In that moment I was about to say... "I met Emi on the bus today and I was wondering if I could talk to her." BUT that would make me sound like a STALKER?! Even though that's exactly what happened though.. Isn't it?! That's right, I've taken the role of a stalker now. Sorry, Father, Mother, Oneesan, Oba-chan, I have failed you all.

"Uhmm. I am a friend of hers and wanted to know how she was doing."

"Ahhh, is that so? What is your name?" Said the stranger on the other end.

"Oh um, my name is Takaki Hibeki."

"Sorry, but Emi-chan has never mentioned a Takaki Hibeki to me before, and please don't contact us again. I don't think she'll be able to talk to you. Goodbye." She ended.

She left me hanging with the phone still on my ear, thinking 'she probably doesn't even remember me'.

....

But, now I'm a different person with a different lifestyle.

I dress differently and I am different. But it's not all just because of that one girl. It's because I've learned. I'm not the same kid from two years ago who only studied and had no friends, no girlfriend, no looks, no confidence, and I even learned how to fight and stand up for myself. I dress differently and wear brands now, I'm popular and more fit than before. Things like girls don't bother me anymore.

Though most of me has changed, deep in the contact list of my new cellphone, listed under "B" is where her phone number waits.