feel the love

feel the love

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Whatever we do 1st time that leaves a sweet memory especially 1st time crush. So this story is about my 1st crush whom I met in class 4 .so in childhood days what happens a very sweet kind of love is there ,where expectations is less and love is more like my seat should be beside to her seat, teacher should never scold me beside her, and not at all making me as cock or whenever we go to scul trip my room should be near to her room because teacher will not allow me to live together in one room only . And what happens we all make a dream to do with their crush and my only dream was to dance with her down to spot light . Soon our annual function was going to be held and me and she was selected in duet .I said God. I always use to think about that moment . But 2 days before the function I have to leave the scul. My all friends brought gifts for me and she also brought one gift for me a sunglass .I loved it and given to my mom to keep it safely by telling lie that 1 boy given me that.but I missed that especial moment and chance to dance together. After a long time when I was in class 7 one notification pop up in my FB that was her friend request .I said God. Our conversation started I asked her which scul she said** I replied mine. I asked her tution and the best part was that she was going to join my tution only she wasn't joined till that date ,actually she was unaware about that .I was very happy I told her r u going tomorrow in tution she said I am going .I felt very happy and thinking about tomorrow. And the day came I asked that sunglass from my mom and with my favourite outlook I went to tution but she didn't came. Her father got promotion in other state she went there in morning. Again I missed the chance. And now again waiting for some moment. -AK-
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I slipped on my shoes, tightened my shoes. Straightened out my leotard, and fixed my hair. "Ana! Ana!" they called out. I walked on to the stage placement A1. I stood in first position looking down waiting for my que. The music started and then I started. I went on my toes shoes and danced. I dipped and many boys caught me. This act was called The Girl. I am that girl. It's about her being so beautiful that everyone falls for her. In real life I am nothing like that, In these dances I nothing but that. As they dance aggressively yet gracefully, I saw my mother in the crowd. I blinked twice to get the image out of my head because she was gone and I didn't want crazy images of ghost in my head. She was gone. One of the boys looked at me like I was crazy because I missed my cue. Crap I thought as I did it quickly to make sure everything was ok. Luckily everything was ok and got off the stage. "What the hell just happened there?" the director asked, I ignore him and walked to my locker to get a danish and some water, he followed me, "Hey girls only." I said "I'm gay." He replied "And..." I answered He huffed and walked out the room. I smiled at his anger. Seeing the director get angry was always so funny. Yet he always gives me the lead roll.

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