A Little Story (Chapter 6)

I waited at the cafe with a light heart, people are usually really nervous on their first date but I don't know why I'm not, probably because I don't really fancy Aaron really. I don't know why I'm agreeing to do this but somehow, I'm here, about to have the first date of my whole life. 

Aaron came in with a huge smile, showing off his white teeth, ugh, will that boy stop showing off his charisma? His face lit up when he saw me and walked to towards my direction, he was wearing tight jeans with a plain dark blue top, I can tell the colours because he's one of my stimulants, apart from video games, which makes him kind of special.

'Hey, you're early, you look good today.' Smiling at me

I looked down, just my regular dungarees and striped shirt which I have no clue what colour it is. I bet he was saying that to make me fall for him, not going down that route, such a flower boy line.

We ordered our coffees and sat down on a little table next to the big glass windows of the cafe, it had a view of the busy road and people passing by, I like it, it reminds me how time flies. 

'So, tell me about you.'

'Me? There's not much to know about me.'

'Come one. The only thing I know about you is that you're called Emma and that you play video games really well.'

'That's my life exactly.'

I was short in my answers because, really, there is really nothing interesting in me, I have absolutely no talent whatsoever. I don't want to him about me being colourblind because he knows the video gaming side of me, and that girl is not known to be colourblind, it's best to keep my worlds separate. 

'Ok, then let me start. My name is Aaron, I'm 17 years old, currently in high school, I'm into video gaming, rugby, lacrosse, any sport you name it, I was born and raised in Oxford and.. well, I like a girl called Emma who has gorgeous brown hair with the most beautiful blue eyes that make me near to the point of fainting, she is also very mysterious and I would like to get to know her more.'

Is he hitting on me? Flirting is not found in my dictionary, I don't find it flattering at all. Yes, I do have brown hair and blue eyes, there is no need to flatter me with extravagant adjectives. He's the same age as me and lives in the same area as me, I guess that could be fate? 

'If you want to know me more, you need to earn my trust, I don't fall easily.'

Yes. Go Emma, pretty boys need to know that some girls are hard to get.

'You know, I think that this attitude you have is really cute.' and he shot me his cheeky smile.

Boy, don't do this to me.

'Well, I'm glad you find it attractive, but that doesn't mean you're earning my trust.'

'Oh, I will, eventually. I'll prove to you that I'm the best boyfriend you will ever have.'

'Oh really, I guess you're really experienced then. How many girls before me?'

'Smooth. Well, should I be honest with you? None.'

None? Does that mean that he has so much pride that he thinks he's too cool for anyone.

'I'm surprised, I thought you were the playboy type.'

'Well, my girlfriend, I might not be the type of guy who dates everyone but I do like to party.'

Did he just call me his girlfriend? Partying? Things I have never experienced and never will.

'Excuse me, when did I ever agree to be your girlfriend?'

'Since the moment you decided to come to this date.'

'I came here because it was a forfeit and that this was on the gamers news, so I was pressured to come'

'Still, you coming here means that you have feelings for me.'

I gulped, he really has his ways of making everything go his way.

'If I did have feelings for you, I would still come here anyways, who wouldn't want a free cup of coffee?'

'That is an invalid argument'

'On that account, I feel like this conversation is not really going anywhere and therefore I'm going to make my leave. Goodbye Aaron, thank you for the coffee.' I smiled at him mischievously.

I could see him portray a sign of disbelief. Aaron, girls have a way of winning an argument no matter the circumstances because they just rock like that.

I exited the cafe, I could sense him following him. Maybe I was concentrating on his presence that I couldn't see the car rushing towards me on the road. Next thing I knew, I was shocked to see bright lights shining in my direction..

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A Little Story (Chapter 5)

Aaron's POV
I withdrew a pink leather notebook from a box in the dusty attic. The attic is stored with memories of my childhood, my stuffed toy friends who casts off all the bad dreams, my first ever basketball, it's just nice to come up here once in a while to remind me who I am. 

I looked at the notebook, and it naturally put a smile to my face, the notebook was entitled 'Colours', embroidered with colourful patterns that me and Emma put together, I still remember Emma telling me off for using the wrong colour, this was our memory book. Inside, there are drawings by me and Emma, we did it like a diary, but rather than expressing it in words, we expressed it by drawings and colours. She would come over to my house after school and we would draw down our memories. 

I went to my bedroom and tucked the notebook safely in my backpack, sat down and thought about my date with Emma, does she really not remember me?
That night, I asked my mother about Emma, but her answer was
'Who is Emma?'

Emma's POV
After the shock of being asked out for the first time in my life, I hid myself under the pillow and screamed. That Aaron dude, why did he embarrass me in front of everybody, now I'm on all sorts of Gaming News Websites. I played video games not because it's fun or because I enjoy the fame of being good at it, I play it because it's my escape from reality. None of this was expected, and I hate the unexpected. Why is Aaron reaching so hard for me? What is it in me that attracts him? Ahhhhh...

Anyways, it's only just a coffee date, nothing big, at least it's not some cliche cinema date.. I'm prepared dump him anytime, I'm not ready of love. To be honest, I'm not ready for anything, definitely not school. This is going to be a disaster, what if I choke on my coffee? What is spat coffee all over his beautiful face? Argh... Boys are so hard to deal with.

I received a text from him just when I was in the midst of all the possible things that could go wrong

Aaron: Hey, are you free tomorrow? We can meet in the tiny coffee shop opposite the post office at 4. Look forward to our date ;)

Great, he's a playboy, I bet he's one of those cliche popular athletics boys in high school who always gets smooched by pretty cheerleaders. I can just imagine it.
Emma: Fine. See you then.

No smiley faces in the end, just to show him my 'affection'.

Aaron: Do you know that you acting cold makes me like you more? :)

I sneered, he wants me to fall for him, that's never happening in a million years. I turned off my phone, this boy is not worth my time, which I happen to have a lot of.

I opened my diary and wrote about today, the bizarre things I've experienced, being on stage and being cheered by strangers, this was definitely a breakout. Video Gaming knocked down the walls that I've been hiding behind for almost my whole life. 

That night, my dreams flashed back to my childhood, a little boy with an unclear face was chasing me around, his hands full of paint.

'Come on Emma! paint with me!' 

I don't remember this boy but I do remember the promise I made with him. I promised him that I would paint a picture of his dead mother for him if he won nationals in swimming. 

Well, that's never going to happen now because I'm colourblind.

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Goodbyes

 Today, it was my maths teacher's last day in my school. I never really liked my teacher, to be honest, I didn't like his teaching methods, he wasn't my favourite teacher on the list. Today in his goodbye party, he gave each individual a present, as a sign of thank you, he put together a video of all our memories through the past 2 years, and I suddenly realised, I'm going to miss him.

  In his book that he gave me as a present, he wrote some words of wisdom to me, he said that life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood, life itself is the most wonderful fairytale. I don't know when I will meet another inspiring teacher like him ever in my life, his leave suddenly made me emotional and sad. I believe that there are only a few teachers out there who aims to inspire. Even though our lives might not converse in the future, he will still be the most memorable maths teacher I ever had, he made a print on my path of life.

  We were singing along to 'I'm Yours' by Jason Mraz in class because it was his favourite song, the whole class sang it wholeheartedly, making our last encore before his absence, When I was singing along, I noticed my maths teacher quietly standing beside the board shedding a tear, trying so hard to hold back his tears, he looked genuinely sad but he acted strong and sang along. Goodbyes are hard, you never really understand until it's really time, Time flies so fast that when it's really time to say our final words to each other, it feels weird and you just wish that the moment will stay forever.

  Goodbyes are inevitable, but people move on because that's just how we're adapted to be. Some goodbyes are harder than others but through time, we will meet new people and eventually, move on. I will still remember when the other teachers asked my maths teacher, 'What's your class like?', his reply will always be, 'It's the best class I've taught in my whole teaching career' These little compliments and actions he does to make his imprint on me, just makes me miss him more, but soon he will be stored away in my memory box, as a memory that I can look back at when I'm 50 and smile at..

Quiet

I consider myself to be an introvert, I tend to keep things to myself and watch people from the sidelines quietly. I might be sociable in front of my friends but in the majority of the time, I keep my mouth shut. I don't really know why I do this, maybe it's because I know that words can hurt people and I, as a careless person will say the wrong thing at the wrong time, and I can't bear the consequences. However, through time, I've realised that silence is a weapon.

  The more I keep my thoughts to myself, the more it accumulates in my mind, it makes me ponder and wonder, creating hatred and emotions. Even then, I still keep quiet, keeping in my anger and letting these 'feelings' keep bottling up. I have come to the stage where I realise that I don't want people to see my weaknesses because nobody can be trusted. People are scary, they are all beings that do whatever it takes to gain their interests, whether if it's betraying or neglecting you, I've learnt it the hard way. Therefore, all these feelings accumulates until one day it will overload and are in need of disposal, and the only solution is to lock myself into a room and stare into a blank space and cry, it's comforting, like releasing a dagger from your heart.

  As a quiet person, I tend to observe people, I realise people's behaviour and I notice a lot of things, it gives me more insight of life as I unlock the little secrets of human nature. People say I'm anti-social but I'm not, I'm just different, I'm just... quiet...

A Little Story Chapter 4

  Playing professional on stage is not an easy thing, the adrenaline drove me and my hands were all sweaty. I felt pressured but despite all the nervousness, the bright lights, the attention, all these things I was experiencing was new and I love it.

 It was a close game, I came second amongst the contestants, only 1 mark below.. Aaron.. My heart sank, I was told that the winner of the game could pick a contestant for a forfeit, Aaron might pick me for his revenge after all those horrible things I told him, damn. 

  Aaron walked to centre stage next to the MC, his tall and bulk structure shone, my heart skipped a beat.

  'So, our winner Aaron, now is your time to decide on a forfeit to one of the contestant of your choice! So, who is the lucky person today?'

  Aaron smirked, showing his dimples and white shining teeth, I have to admit, he is good-looking

  'Um.. I'm not sure, but there is this girl that I met who was quite rude to me backstage.'

  'Who is this rude girl you speak of?'

  'Well, she's not exactly rude, she does have her charismatic side, I mean, she looks perfectly beautiful.'

  He then turned his back and looked directly into my eyes along with a cheeky smile. I was embarrassed, I could feel my cheek go red, why is he doing this to me?

  'So who is this mysterious girl?'

  'Emily Clarke and she's sitting right there.' Pointing his fingers right towards my direction.

  The whole arena had eyes on me, I didn't know what to do, it was so awkward, I knew he would do that, just to make me uncomfortable. Cheers calling me to stand up came ringing into my ears, everything was blurry, my head ached, this was too much. I saw the MC approach my direction.

  'Emily! Come here!'

  He grabbed my hand and I was led next to Aaron, I couldn't stand him, I looked at the other direction knowing that he was looking at me. 

  'So we meet again, Emily..' He whispered into my ears

  'I think you're taking this a bit too far.' I said bluntly into his face, I didn't know what I was doing, and I did the rude thing again.

  'Just you wait what the forfeit is.' and laughed..

  What is he planning on doing?? Boys are so hard to understand.

  'Aaron, now you've chosen your target, will you tell us the forfeit?'

  Aaron held my hands suddenly, looked into my eyes with his cloud blue eyes, my eyes were fixed to his, my hands were trembling, my whole body froze, my heart was thumping hard.

  'Will you, Emily Clarke, go on a date with me?'

  The whole arena went silent, people were astonished. I was.. wordless, is this for real? This is the first time in my life that I've been asked out. But, why me? What is it in me that he was so fascinated in? We've only met for 5 minutes.. I don't understand, I'm just lonely girl that just want to be in her own bubble forever, why is he slowly drawing me out of my comfort zone? 

  Then, I realised, he is one of my stimulants, that means he's someone that can change my life, is this fate? I was clueless, I didn't know what to say.

  I just looked at him with unbelievable eyes.. My life is changing..

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