#330 Her Imagination

So it's after school and she was left alone by her friends.
Her friends which she was comfortable with either went home
Or went to tuition.
"BYE!" she yelled when her last girlfriend went out of the
Opening school gates.

She then walked back to where her bags were placed.
Upon reaching there, she saw him.
Her heart went from normal beating to super-duper fast.
Her breathing became irregular and she turned around,
Going back to the front door of the school.
She saw him sitting by her bag a couple feet away.
He was staring at the laughing little kids.
They were playing with his basketball and a flicker of concern
Passed by his smooth face.
Concern of how the way the kids were treating his ball.
It was all just a glance but she caught it all.
Like a fast shot being taken,
Captured in her mind.

She felt like a stupid loser standing by the door
And she took a deep breath, gathering her guts.
She then stride back to her bags,
Her head held up high and mighty
Obviously hiding the fear and excitement containing in her.
She then sat by her bag with a huff and watch the kids
Playing basketball.
Their cheerful laughter was all she could hear.
She then felt someone looking at her.
At the corner of her eyes,
She saw him looking at her direction.
But she wasn't if he was looking at her or something.
Maybe he was looking at the people behind her?
And she's afraid she'll look like a fool if she turn and look at him
And to find out he wasn't looking at her at all.
Instead,
She looked left to right;
Looking at the passersby and all that,
Anything to avoid his gaze.

After a few minutes,
She then got tired of the constant staring and it was freaking her out.
She then shifted her gaze at him, slowly.
And she saw that he was smiling.
She then let out a weak laughter.
"You know that I've been staring at you for two whole minutes?"
Her heart did an enormous leap.
"Really? I thought you were looking at something else,"
She gave him a smile.
He then picked up his bags and her heart was pumping real hard.
She thought he was going away,
Far, far away from this weird girl.
As far as possible.
Instead, he sat closer to her.
She then felt self-conscious.
She kept on playing with her hair,
Hoping her hair isn't in a mess and all.

"So, why'd you go home late?" she asked.
"My sister have modern dance,"
"Oh."
"Why are you staying back for?"
"Oh, um. My mom," she said and shrugged.
Things will go awkward if you make it awkward.
Those are the words he sister mentioned to her once.
I will not let things go awkward!
She thought will full determination.
He took out his phone and held out to her.
She stared at him with wide eyes.
"Here, do you want to call your mom?" he asked.
Good Lord!
He is so sweet and thoughtful!
She thought.
"Nah, it's okay. She'll be here anytime now."

She then started to drum her fingers on the cold tiles.
Her fingers are itching to draw.
She took a deep breath and said,
"Hey, d'you think I could draw a portrait of you?"
He looked at her stunned and she just smile shyly and looked away.

"Sure," he whispered softly.
She quickly took out her drawing pad and a couple of pencils.
"Pose in any way you want too," she said
As she lifted her drawing pad to eye level.
She stared at the blank paper until he spoke up.
"How a bout this?"
He sat casually on the floor,
His back was leaning against the wall.
Her breath was caught in her throat as
The afternoon sun shone softly on his face.
His hair shone in a beautiful sun rays.

She started to sketch him.
His face, his eyes, his nose, his lips.
All the while she saw him looking at her.
He then smiled,
Causing her heart to beat harder in her rib cage.

She then dropped her pencil and blinked her eyes.
After retrieving her pencil,
She looked up and saw him sitting quite a distance from her.
It was nothing but her imagination.
Her pathetic mind playing tricks on her.
She sighed and resumed her homework
While catching short glances at him.

Her pathetic mind playing tricks on her.