The MeetingA Chapter by Closet WriterChapter 1Young hearts can make such bold choices. For a young woman
in love the possibilities are endless. I was walking home from school one dreary October afternoon,
when I locked eyes with a tall man, with a young face and slender but muscular
body, a buzzed haircut, and the deepest green eyes I had ever seen. As I walked
passed I couldn't help but stare at him. He nodded and continued walking. I ran up my drive way not understanding what
it was about the man I had just seen that had me so off balance. I quickly gathered myself as I walked through
the door of my small town suburban home. My mother had not made it home from work so I quickly
ran to my room and fell on the bed. Quickly grabbing the phone I called my best
friend Emily. Emily picked up, “Hello Val! What’s up?” As I gathered my
thoughts I blurt out “He was beautiful!”…Emily quickly replied “WHO?” I pause
for a moment to gather myself and told her about this beautiful man I had just
laid eyes on. Emily then tells me “Val! You do not even know him. How can you
be this sprung over someone you do not even know?” Quietly I think to myself,
she is right I know nothing about him. He could be crazy, then again he could
be perfect! Quietly I murmur,” I am going to do homework, I will call you soon
Emily!” Hours past and I had finished my homework, school had been
in only three months and the teachers showed no mercy when piling on the work
load. Suddenly I hear the slam of the door. Mom must be home, I think to
myself. I ease off my bed and into the sitting room, “Mom, is that you?” I say
in a rough voice and she responds “In the kitchen Valery!” I enter into the
kitchen. She smiles at me and I sit down on the bar stool. She asked about my
day as she did every day and I go on to tell her about everything except for
the man I had witnessed on my way home. Before long we are clearing dinner
dishes and saying goodnight. Later that night I lay in bed, thinking what was it about
that man who charged my blood? Why have I never seen him? Living in such a
small town you would think I had seen him before. Slowly as my mind wonders I
slip into a quiet sleep and wake to the sound of my alarm going off. Its six
thirty and time to start another day at school. I am just happy its Friday I think
to myself. Quickly I dress myself in a comfortable pair of jeans my favorite
t-shirt and grab a light sweater, throwing my shoes on I grab my back pack and
hurry out the house, only grabbing an apple for breakfast. Walking to my locker it is almost the end of the day and
Emily meets me between the bathroom and my last class, while we stand there I
take my long brown hair and make a messy bun on the top of my head, she smiles
at me. “Why didn't you call me back?” she says almost as if she is scolding me.
I respond, “The night caught up with me and I was buried in homework. She gives
me a small shy smile and quickly says, “All is forgiven!!” I shake my head and
hear the bell, we wave and I walk off into my next class. Sitting in math class
seemed as though time had stopped my mind still flipping back and forth into
real and fantasy. Who was that man? Why have I never seen him before? Suddenly
pulling me from my fantasy and back to the real world the bell! Finally! Quickly
I jump from my seat grabbing my books and sweater and run to my locker. Waiting
there is John, he and I had broken up just a week before school started and I
had been avoiding him for weeks. He smiles his boyish smile and I whisper, “Hello.”
He responds, “How are you?” and I quickly respond, “I am great, thanks for
asking, how are you?” My voice is rough and hard and I can tell he is
discouraged he looks down and says, “I miss you Valery, It is not the same without
you. I need to know if we have a chance!” Looking up at him I glare and snap, “You and I broke up
because you said you wanted to try and see what else is offered. You told me
that senior year you wanted your freedom and then after three months and two girlfriends
you have the nerve to ask me for a chance?” I sneer at him slam my locker and
walk away before he has anytime to say anything else. As I walk out of the
double doors and into the chilly whether that Maine has to offer I see Emily
waiting for me. Quietly I approach her not saying anything, and she looks at me
and goes to speak then stops. I walk her home. Once home I remember I needed
something from the store so I walk into the small market and stunned in shock
there he is! The man with the buzz cut and beautiful eyes! He is here in this
small town market! I let my breath go slowly as he turns around and I flush
bright red. He smirks at me and walks out the store. I quickly pick up a
basket and grab the two cans of green beans to go with dinner and head to the
check out. The clerk rang up my two items I pay and walk out to find him the
man standing there looking at me as though he was waiting on me. He speaks
softly, “Hello, my name is Derek.” Shyly I look down and murmur my name, “I am
Valery.” Boldly I ask, “Why are you waiting for me?” He smiles and says with a
giddy playful humor in his voice, “I thought you wanted to talk to me, was I
wrong?” I flush red, and can’t help but smirk. Thinking to myself he must know
he is charming if he is going to be this bold. I say in a low voice, “Well you
are new in town, and frankly I have never seen you before, so maybe that is
what you picked up on. He smiles a crooked smile and laughs. “Well, Valery I am
new to town and stationed up at the army post about four miles north of here.
Ft. Redding.”, He says with a childlike grin. I look up at him and whisper, “ A
soldier?” © 2014 Closet WriterFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorCloset WriterLompoc, CAAboutI am Victoria! I am 22 years young! I have been writing since I could remember! I am married with one son! My other babies consist of two rather rambunctious dogs! I am a college student, and my .. more..Writing
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