Tuesday, 10 April 2007
12:07:34 AM (GMT)
Here goes the second chapter, hope you like guys
After my strange encounter with the handsome boy, It was almost as if my whole life
was a play, and I was witnessing all of it- instead of living it. Oh, his beautiful
eyes, his masculine physique, his intent stare. The next morning I woke up to a very
' ASTRID DE LOEWE GET YOUR BUTT DOWN FOR SCHOOL!'
This wasn't unusual as It usually happened when she had had a mega fight with my
father. I went to the mirror and looked at my unruly hair, i brushed it down so it
hung straight and after taming the beast which was my hair I was quite happy with my
appearance. Usually I didn't wear makeup to school, but I didn't 'Usually' see guys
such as the window guy and therefore made an effort with my mascara and applied a
sweet smelling floral perfume to the nape of my neck.
My heart thudded after breakfast as I walked down my drive, maybe I will see him, I
thought as I tried to concoct reasons for hanging around in the drive.
' Astrid, stop diddly dalliling, and lets go! I'm going to be late for work' said my
dad slightly irritated,
I was fond of my father especially and didn't want to displease him so sighing with
disappointment I got into the car watching his house as I drove away. School was
boring as ever, I found myself day dreaming all the time. What would his touch feel
like, what would his lips taste like? I didn't know, but I wanted to find out.
Numerous times I was told off for my lack of concentration, then I scalded myself. I
only saw him for what, 2 seconds, how could I think about one boy so much? So
shrugging off the idea all together I walked into the courtyard for lunch.
There next to the willow tree was my friend Milene.
' Hey Astrid' she said winking at me and taking a huge bite out of her
' What's new?' I said smiling back
'Uh' her face fell, I knew the news wasn't good. ' I have something to tell
you, but don't be angry.. promise?'
'Ok' I replied, 'Promise'
'I'm moving away in a week, to the country.' her lip started to tremble in a
'I..' I was speechless. I didn't know what to say, my eyes started to burn
and the light around me was just too bright, here I was being shallow thinking about
this mistery boy when my best and only friend and confidante was leaving. For good.
As I was waiting with her for the school bus, we held hands, we knew that we
may not see eachother often and It was a very sad moment. I risked the bus, I risked
the chance of seeing the mean bullies and sat at the front with Milene. I was in luck
as I scanned the bus, no sign of the bullies, or the 'Uglies' as we used to call them
and so I enjoyed what few moments I had with my friend.
I walked to my house alone. I didn't feel like speaking to anyone, let alone
mistery boys. That night I looked in my vanity mirror, I had no motivation to do
anything and as I was about to open my closet, there he was, again.
This time he didn't even flinch at seeing me, nor did he wave or smile. I
took time to stare back and look at his facial features, his jaw line, oh ,
everything about him made my stomach and groin tighten. I smiled nervously,
forgetting about my sad news earlier. His mouth opened, as if to say something. Then
I saw the returned smile. My heart flew as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, then feeling
naughty I closed the curtains. That was enough. For now.