The whole night I
couldn’t sleep . I was just thinking what to wear the next day?
“should I wear
just a jacket and ginse? or should I wear something else?”
I turned my body
to the other side facing my wardrobe and then I realised that it was
school tomorrow! I can only wear my uniform and nothing else.
“ok George !
you need to sleep!” I told myself.
But as i closed
my eyes...........the only thing I could see was her.
The way she’ll
come running to me and then sit behind me and hold me tightly!
Oh this is
fantastic!
Then anyway I
went to sleep.......
The next morning
I quickly had my shower,and was combing my hair whrn my mom entered
and asked, “ Is there any party or something?”
No..
“oh
ok.......but I have never seen you getting ready so quickly without
being told to do so.....ok good boy!”
Then I ran
downstairs had my breakfast and went straight to her doorstep ready
with my cycle.
I just winked and
saw her waving at me , “Heyy !George! are you dreaming?”
“umm was I ?”
“Umm ya ok lets
go ...we are late!”
She sat at my
backseat and I was waiting for the moment she would hold me
tightly............but no!
She didn’t .
She just held her seat tightly all the way to school.
As I reached
school she went to her friends and started talking to them.
And I was left
behind . “ Like really?! Not even a thank u?!”
Oh no! Again it
just came out !
She turned and
came to me.........and said,
“Thanks George!
For the ride....you are pretty good at cycling!”
And then she went
in with her classmates........
Her each and
every word was as sweet as honey...........
It was English
period, and miss Roseo entered and we wished her in our usual manner.
I don’t like her that much but something after this made her my
favourite teacher.
She grouped us so
that we can work on a project of summary of a poem.
And yess you can
guess! I and Melain were grouped together along with Sana but she was
not present that day.
“Hey George!
Today you can work with Melain and Sana will join you from tomorrow!”
the teacher said
But “Who was
waiting for tomorrow?!” I giggled
In the maths
period as our teacher was absent we went into the next class which
was empty so that we can discuss about the author.
We seated
ourselves into the chairs and as she was saying........I was just
looking at her lips , moving ,her each and every gesture made my
heartbeat faster.
Heyy wait! We
were alone in that room....and so it was the right time to confess!
“Should I tell
her about my feelings?”
“what would be
her reaction?”
“Will she get
shocked? Or she knew it and was enjoying till now?
After thinking
for a long time I decided!
I won’t tell it
to her. If I do that then there won’t be any fun watching her at
her window, staring at her gestures, finding ways to come close to
her....
Then we went for
our next class.
I think so I made
a wise decision. What do you think?
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