Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Short story : Orange and make up free
Chapter 1
It was like a dream, watching him walking towards me, smiling. You know, like in the movies, with the wind blowing his hair and shirt, approaching me to an attempt to sweep me off the ground and bring me away from here.
The feeling were like the waves splashing down onto the beach. Birds chirpping around and, of course, 'the wind'. It was a moment of freedom.
His gaze caught to mine, his walk makes my heart skipped a beat. His orange shirt outstand others around him and how i wished he would say 'Hi' to me. Unfortunately, i'm just dreaming and fantasizing on random guys while waiting for my long lost contacted friends for a reunion to the zoo. Waiting patiently but having an exciting time fantasizing guys. Teenage girls past times.
Suddenly, someone called my name and I believed she/they had been calling me for several times while i was busying dreaming away. How embarrassed is that!!!
It was my friend! Hugging and embracing the moment of re-unitedness. She started to introduce the friends that i have not met for the past 7 years. Most of them was familiar. Until she introduced me to a tall, handsome, young man by the name of Paposh, who wore an orange shirt. Whom, i suppose, was the one i fantasized about 3 minutes ago.
My heart jumped with joyness thinking that I may have a chance to get to know him and vice versa. And for a split second, I was over the moon! Thinking that the random guy is someone i could contact. (not just random @ all now, is it?)
However, that feeling crushed down, landed underground, when I greeted, 'Hi' with a smile, he responded with a wave and a stuck-up face walking pass by me!
On that moment onwards, he just made me realized how low and ugly was I to even think about getting to know a guy like him. Tall, handsome, fair skin and a skater boy! My type but I guess, i'm not his type. Besides, there are other pretty girls there too. So why would I evern think that i had a chance with him. A friend of mine, Lizzie, was the hottest and most wanted girls back then and was one of the re-union-eers. I can't beat her in such competitions.
Nevertheless, there's no harm in fantasizing the whole day @ the zoo with him in my mind. So, I just had an eye on him even when I'm with the girls. And so0 the journey begins...
? a life to0 precious to WASTE.
11:15 PM
I am 19 as of 2007. Born on 25 July (hari raya haji eve in 1988 at A timing). The third and the last child. Has a cat named BOB, treats him like a brother.
I love Music. Music is my Life.
Treasures friends, family and my Dreams. Daring I am, rebellious still. Passionate and determines my life, no one could steal it from me but HIM.
Blessed with what I have!! Obstacles after another, Patience I learn. Afraid not, I cannot FEAR!! So0 Many, So0 Little... Love me for ME, Hate me for ME. Know me for Real, Fakers are just not me