"Okay class, bring out your papers... Surprise quiz!"
Oh isn't this such a pleasant day, huh, readers? Look at this middle aged man, with one button opened because his coat couldn't hide his fats anymore, with hair maybe like, 4 strands of it remaining... Haha! Seriously... And turn your eyes to that beard! Ugh. Couldn't imagine how his wife sleep with that every night. I mean, it just looks... Forest-ty! I'm pretty sure forest-ty is not a word but hey, it does describe his beard hell a lot easier. C'mon Mr. Delos Santos, how can you demand love from your students if you're --
"Anne!!" Uh-oh. "Haven't you heard me?!" Gosh! How long have I been staring at this old hag? What was he asking for us to get again? I forgot... Tsk. What was it? Hey, don't just read, help me out here!!!!
Then he shouted in great grief, "Get your paper and we'll --"
Oh that was it!! "PAPER!!! Haha! Yeah... I remember." I can't believe I forgot paper! We will be having our... I think 5th surprise quiz for this semester under him. Can you imagine that? 5th time!! This professor is such a burden.
"Way to go, Anne! Too funny!"
What?
"That was gold, Anne!"
Huh? Why are they laughing? I looked behind me and saw Christine laughing like a retarded seal! Haha, she looks too funny. I to turned my head to the right and see... What is this? Everyone's really laughing and having these weird distorted faces. Oh-kay? What's happening?
As I turn my head to the left, I am again lost in a perfect view. In whose perfection? Well... In his.
I blinked. And when I opened my eyes, i find him staring back. Oh, his dark brown eyes, they're the most beautiful crystals I have ever seen in my entire existence. His lashes brushing through his skin when he closes them are too magnificent of a scene. And that smirk. Oh, that smirk. If smiles could really kill, then go ahead and bury me! Actually no, don't. I'll marry him, first, and have lots of children with him, then you can mourn over my body. Hihi. :D
"Anne..." his soft gentle voice that tickles my heart. Oh, too playful, and yet too handsome. Too manly. Too... Too Aaron. :")
"Yes?" Was that a cold reply? Well, I have to at least sound like I don't care, right? For pakipot purposes, of course! I couldn't just be too giddy in front of him.
"Everyone's busy laughing at you, do you realize that?" Realize what? Hell-oh?! I don't freaking care as long as we're talking...
My silence seemed to piss him off. He stood up, packed his things and grabbed my left arm... Look, I like you but hey, no grabbing! Unless it's a hug... (Oops! hihi.)
"Where in the world are you taking me?" Unfortunately, he has lost his hearing. Ugh. He continued walking and walking and dragging me wherever he wishes to go. Can you imagine? We still have a quiz to take. I can even hear our professor shouting our names!
Annoyed, (I am annoyed, okay? Even if I'm alone with him in this... where are we?) I shouted at him, "LET. ME. GO!!!" And he did... "Or don't."
"What?" He asked.
"H-huh?" Gosh, did he hear that?!
"I heard you say something. What was it?"
Oh c'mon!!! You heard my whisper and when I was asking you with my voice at it's highest awhile ago, you didn't?
"Are you a douche?" then my hands automatically went over my mouth. Why did I say that? Readers! Help me on this.
"A douche?" Okay that's just it.
"What, you're suddenly deaf, again? You're such a pain, Aaron!" I don't know why, but I just can't stand his arrogance right now.
He smirked. Again. Gosh, I hate how I can't hate that smirk! Anne!!! Hate him! You're pissed!
"You look cute when you're mad." And he winked. Universe, I'm melting, right here, right now!
He walked closer... and closer... and closer until there was only a 5-inch space between us. "Especially when you say my name." He said with eyes staring directly at mine. Looks as if hypnotizing me... Hypnotizing me to love him more.
"W-what d-do you mean?" With my heart trying its best to get out of my chest, with my mind shouting plenty different thoughts, and with my voice shaking, I still managed to say it.
"I mean..." He leaned forward. Subtracting 3 to awhile ago's 5-inch space in between. Trust me when I tell you this, readers. I can't breathe. And I don't know what to do at this point, but to close my eyes.
I heard him chuckle. And felt his breaths on my right cheek. Then he whispered, "I mean, I like you, Anne." Then his lips... On my right cheek. His warm, soft lips, lightly touching my skin.
I know it's short and quick... But it's special.
I felt him stepping away, then he said, "You can open your eyes now, miss." And so I did. Only to find him on the other side of the road. What's he doing in a flower shop?
I was about to walk toward him when he shouted, "Don't you dare crossing the road without me!" What? Why?
Then he hurriedly ran back to the other side where I was patiently waiting for him. He has a long-stemmed red rose on his left hand, and as he reached me, he wrapped his right arm around my waist and said, "It's not safe. I can't lose you. I have to always be by your side. Okay?" Then he handed me the rose.
Now tell me, how can I not fall in love with this awesome sweet guy? He held my hand and kissed it gently. Then he said, "Anne, I love ----"
"ANNE! Are you really testing my patience?!"
Ugh! Mr. Delos Santos is such a dream killer! I'm so hating on you, right now! I can't believe he poked me out of fantasy. Well, don't get me wrong here, okay? I thought it was real, too. I thought he was really kissing me. I thought, finally, we have the same feelings. So much for wishful thinking, huh?
"Sorry sir." I said. Then we continued on taking our surprise quiz. And I continued on living in the reality - on the real world. On the world where me and Aaron are just classmates, seatmates, friends, and, well, JUST friends.
The bell rang, signaling our class is finished. That means, I have to go home and wait for tomorrow to see and talk to Aaron again.
I grabbed my bag, dialed my best friend's number, and walked toward the door. It was approximately my 7th step when I heard Aaron calling.
"Anne! Wait!" I turned around and saw him panting. Why did the heavens make such masterpiece? Even in sweat and heavy breathing, he still looks good. He still looks perfect. Perfectly Aaron.
"Why?" I said.
"I... I just want to..." I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow. Why is he like this? He's making me nervous!
Supposing he noticed that I don't have any time for slow sentence delivery, he gestured me to 'chill', with his both hands raised in front of his chest, as if stopping me to get pissed, he said,
"Can you just please wait for me to finish?" He pleaded.
"I don't have time! I have to --"
"I LIKE YOU, OKAY?!" He revealed. Shouting. Along the hallway. With many of our classmates witnessing. He went closer, and handed me a... What's this?
"I figured you would want red roses. But I only got you one, because I know you're different from any other girls. I know you're unique. And this long-stemmed red rose suits you not because you don't deserve a bouquet, but because you're like this rose. That even I searched the whole flower shop, I'll only notice this one. Even if I searched the whole universe, I know, there will only be one Anne."
What should I say? I know I have been asking for help from you, readers, but will you please offer me hand on this one, too?
I have no words, but these, "It's not a dream, after all, huh?" I whispered, while smiling back at him.
His dark brown eyes and thick brows glowing, changed to questioning. Then I said,
"But if this is still a dream, can you please let me sleep... forever?" I just can't believe this. what if it's not? What if ---
He smiled and shook his head no. He leaned over me, held my face and kissed me... on the lips. Then he whispered in my ear, with his calm soothing voice, "I love you. And it's real."
I knew that instant, I will be living my days in reality. No more daydreaming. Because he already crossed the thin line between my dreams and the real world. Although it seemed impossible, he still did it. And I love him more because of that.
"I love you, too, Aaron."
Then we sealed our feelings for each other with a hug. With a tight and long hug. Gosh, we're hugging! It's too surreal, but he made it real.
This is real... Finally.
He smiled and shook his head no. He leaned over me, held my face and kissed me... on the lips. Then he whispered in my ear, with his calm soothing voice, "I love you. And it's real."
I knew that instant, I will be living my days in reality. No more daydreaming. Because he already crossed the thin line between my dreams and the real world. Although it seemed impossible, he still did it. And I love him more because of that.
"I love you, too, Aaron."
Then we sealed our feelings for each other with a hug. With a tight and long hug. Gosh, we're hugging! It's too surreal, but he made it real.
This is real... Finally.
