First
Love Story
The Day I Noticed
It was raining that day but the air was warm. I
love to get wet in the rain but did not get wet
on that day for some reason unknown to even myself.
However, I remembered seeing him on that day. It
was a memory I will never forget.
We did not know each other in a dramatic way like
those seen in movies or romance novels but the way
we met was special and unique in its own way. I
was staring at how the droplets of water magically
disappear upon hitting the floor and leaving the
floor wet when I saw him. He was walking slowly
to his third period class as I watched him.
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His hair was completely wet and jet black. It gave
me the urge to pass my fingers through his curly
hair. He was tall at five feet eleven and had broad
shoulders that made him look very athletic. I had
never been interested in guys that looked like him
but something changed when I saw his face. He had
a complexion that would attract you to him, an oval
face with a thin roman nose and full cherry red
lips. His eyebrows were thickly arched and dark,
which contrasted with his pale skin. He had perfect
almond shaped eyes that were jade green and had
specks of ocean blue. They made my heart beat faster
and cause my blood to rush through the veins and
explode in the cheeks. He looked my way and turned
away as though seeing nothing important or significant.
"Ashley?"
My friend Dianne called me.
"Are you listening?" She asked.
She had caught me off guard.
"Ugh?" I said, turning to look at her
and forgetting about him.
"Thanks Ashley." She said sarcastically
and we walked to class together.
The next day I saw him again in the morning and
there was still about twenty minutes left before
the bell rang for class.
"Do you know what time it is?" He asked
me with a light husky voice and a British accent
that gave my goose bumps.
"Umm... Yeah." I said looking at my watch,
clearly nervous.
"It’s about 7.05 a.m."
"Thank you." He replied and smiled, displaying
his dimples.
He looked confused after that as his mind seemed
to be debating on whether to go or to stay.
"Do you mind if I wait for the bell with you?"
He asked me.
Blood rushed to my cheeks and I was reminded of
how I hated my light-coloured skin which makes my
blushing very noticeable.
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We talked for what seemed like ages as he told
me about his life and I told him about mine. He
seemed to laugh a lot when I talked about myself.
My life was quite funny and dorky while his was
classic and elegant. He was seventeen and I was
fifteen. He was a senior and I was a sophomore.
After that, we seemed to have become friends and
we would hang out together during lunch although
not everyone though it was cool for a senior to
be seen with a sophomore. However, that's something
I love about him. He didn't care what others thought.
Months passed and the feelings I had for him grew
stronger. That's when I decided it was time to tell
him what I felt. I couldn't hide it anymore. On
April 14th, we went to the park together and we
got onto swings that were side by side.
"Can I tell you something?" I asked him.
"Sure." He replied.
"What do you do if you like a person? Do you
tell them?"
"Well it depends." He said.
"On what?"
"Well I wouldn't actually know how to answer
that question. I'm still in a dilemma as I am exactly
in the same situation." He said and my heart
sank.
It was obvious. I should have known that a senior
and a sophomore would never work out. He probably
saw me as his little sister.
"Oh." was all I could muster up as a reply.
"Can you come with me? I want to show her
to you. She's here." He said.
He held my hand as he got off the swing. It had
become a norm for him to hold my hand, but he would
only hold it as a friend. He walked me halfway across
the park and there they were. There was a group
of girls his age laughing and talking about fashion.
"See the girl with the pink shirt and blond
hair?" He asked me and I nodded.
"That's not her." He said.
As I turned to look at him, he pressed his lips
against mine. I stood there motionless, still in
shock. He broke off and looked at me.
"I apologize, I just..." He began to say
something but I cut him off.
"You like me?" I asked absolutely confused.
"If you don't want me to I won't." he
said timidly.
"No! I mean I’m sorry. It's just that
I had never been kissed till now. So I just don't
know how to react." I said and he smiled.
"I guess I can teach you." He said and
chuckled as we tried it one more time and he kissed
me and I kissed him back.
By Ashley
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