"Andrew Franklin " "Andrew Franklin"
I repeated this name repeatedly making sure I don't forget this precious name.I kept thinking of him remembering his touch, smiling helplessly and this way my weekend passed. We attended the same crammer on Saturdays and go back together. To think that we've gotten a little closer than before, and to think that I can hear the voice of this handsome fellow made me too happy that sometimes I pleaded my fragile heart to wait a little longer - a little longer so that I can continue being by his side.
The very first time he called me to go home together was quite surprising and I , gathering all my courage walked beside Andrew like a kid who's extremely elated for getting her favourite candy and we walked in silence with just our heartbeat playing it's role. I don't see him often since our classes are different but judging by the way he is ,I or anyone would understand him as a man of less words. And to think this handsome man of less words, initiating almost every talk and making me feel less uncomfortable each time who won't be happy for that? I would definitely be and if a person doesn't feel anything then I don't know if he/she even has a heart that loves.
As I see him each day, he grows more handsome, I can't describe in words how much handsome he is . I'm in awe of his beauty and yet he isn't aware how good looking he is. Thinking of his beauty, I walked to the convenience store when I heard someone called "Shortie ". I ignored at the first call and kept walking but the same voice called out again "Shortie " and this time the voice sounded louder like it was told from near .I stopped though I didn't looked back, caught a scent of fresh scandal wood, the smell which I can't forget and I won't want to. But the question arises in my mind ,who is he calling Shortie? It sounded as though he was close to that person. I felt slight uneasy at the thought of seeing him close with some other girl. I looked around searching for someone who is short or someone who's around me .Suddenly, a hand came towards me and flicked my forehead lightly, 'Whom are you searching for ,Shortie Rosalind, there's no one short apart from you' said Andrew.
After he called me short I felt even more shorter, of course I know I am and considering his height I was way more short, but at least I'm taller than some of the people my age . 'Is that how you're going to call me from now? ' I asked shyly. He didn't reply but laughed slightly. I wondered what have I said that made him react that way. 'I suppose ' he responded back, then added 'Shortie Rosalind' ,this name suits you more than Sea, but don't let others call you like the way I called you right now' . What does he mean by that? 'As if I would like other people calling me short ' replied I, and we giggled in unison. I can't believe I was jealous of myself and I can't believe I got a name which only he would call.
~To be continued ~
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