*****I stare at the crowd , and feel myself tense up .. This is it, another episode of my complicated life:no genuine smiles , no love, no care.. Kayla's Series. I look as polished as always , the only thing that seems to give me confidence. I walk through the crowd , quickly blending in but I suddenly halt , scenting a cologne that felt destined to forever intrigue me..It didn't take much time for me to spot the owner.. The most beautiful creation, with one knee on the paved pedestrian path, picking up numerous piles of blue papers widely spread on the path and placing them in a red box beside him . Why in the world was I staring at this man?,why couldn't I move? , didn't I know how late I was for school already?..I shook myself in the silliest manner and decided to take a step away from him. "Hey Miss , Could you help me out here?..guess it'll take two to handle such a dilemma"The Cologne owner ,( yes..I just called the stranger that) looked up to speak to the first person he could find after looking down for so long : Me. He stopped moving his hands and stared at me seemingly frustrated , I bit my lip.. Goodness! Kayla , Don't you understand English any more....He smiled ,"Please .." That was it ...He had to be it..my definition brought to life .*****