There Is No Coincidence

Introduction

That smile, oh! Never have I ever seen such a smile; the wrinkles slowly disappear as his smile widens.

She moves ahead, still looking at him;

crashes at the pole, laughing disgustingly at herself.

He turns back, helps her to pick up; she looks at him as he smiles at her again.

This time she falls for it.

They talk for a while and he instructs her politely to take care while moving in the corridor.

Meanwhile she, caring about nothing else but his little nose, growing a bit red as he speaks;

his lips, pink and dark move up and down continuously...

And she is now lost in his eyes, taking her to dreamland.

She shivers as he touches her, helping her to stand up. Goosebumps run through her arms through the sleeves of her shirt. He grabs her hand and gently, gets her up.

"I hope you're okay. That was a pretty hard fall."

"Huh? Um yeah! I'm good. Thank you!"

"By the way, nice shirt you got there."

"Me?", realizing that she has worn a shirt, "oh! Yeah, thank you! You liked it?"

"Yeah, I loved the color. Wear it more often, it suits you"

"Thanks a lot! I'm Samantha by the way. Nice to meet you."

"They call me Joe. Short for Joseph Lawrence. Glad to meet you too!"

(School bell rings, students hurry to their classes.)

"Um, it's my class right now." She said, "Meet you after class?"

"After class? Okay, I'll be there." He replied.