Chapter 2A Chapter by Stella “Was it me you wanted to see?”
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to see who it was because the voice was so deep that it sounded as if it came from a 20 year old. But I looked anyways. There standing right behind me was this perfect face with this great bright white smile. I couldn’t say anything. It was as if I lost all words. As I looked in his smiled I lost all thought. I had no clue where I was, how I got there or what time it was. I just nodded yes because I couldn’t do anything else. But from what I could remember of the boy across the street this had to have been him. Looking at him from so far I couldn’t see just how perfect his face was. I couldn’t see that he wasn’t really thin but his clothes were just a few sizes to big. “Would you like to come for a walk with me in the park?” Putting his hand out to help me up from the ground. “Would you like help getting up?” I couldn’t think of anything to say. I just nodded. I felt like I couldn’t move from where I was. He seemed so sweet and helpful. I heard this voice in the back of my head telling me to not go with him. But I pushed that voice back as far as I could. I wanted to say “thank you” but the words just wouldn’t come out of my mouth. I tried my best to get off the ground. As soon as I got feeling back in my legs and he was helping me up he said, “This might be a little odd but I feel like I’ve seen you before, as in before today.” This time I needed to say something before he thought I was really odd. “You know. I feel like I’ve seen you before too.” And the more I thought about it the more I felt like I had seen him before. I’m not sure where. But as I was trying to think of where I have seen him before I just couldn’t look away from his face, it was so soft and beautiful. It was the most beautiful male face I have ever seen. I couldn’t believe a guy like this was walking with me. He looked at me and smiled and I had this funny feeling like he was reading my mind, and he knew everything I was thinking about. “Oh hey I’m sorry, I never told you my name.” He looked away from my face and was now looking at the ground. ‘I’m Bo. I live just on the other side of the park from you.” As he spoke to me he was smiling, he was still looking at the ground but he was smiling. I felt like he was trying to tell me something more. And he really wanted to but there was something holding him back from it. “Oh well you know where I live I guess then eh?” “Yes I do.” He looked up from looking down and he was still smiling. He had a great smile. “I just wanted to say hi because I have this strong feeling that I have seen or talked to you before and I don’t know where or when or how and I thought maybe if I talked to you I could recall it.” “To tell you the truth Bo, I have the same feeling.” I had to stop looking at his face because I felt like I was going to fall over. “Oh I’m sorry, I forgot I’m…” “Willow, yeah I no.” At this point I went back to looking at him but this time I was looking at him with wide eyes. I just stopped walking because I couldn’t believe he knew my name before I even told him it. “Yes… but… how did you no my name?” “I no this is going to be really odd for me to say to you, I mean I just met you like 5 mins ago, but your name just popped in my head.” “Yeah, your right, that’s odd.” As I said it I couldn’t look at his face “Very odd to tell you the truth.” Bo went from smiling at me to looking at me like I just killed a person right in front of him. “Um I have to go. Meet me here again tomorrow same time okay? I think I might no where I’ve seen you before. Bye” He said as he was walking backwards. Before I could even say sure or okay to meeting him again tomorrow he was running out of the park and down the street. I walked back to the apartment pretty slow. Trying to remember everything he said and how he looked when he would smile at me. That whole night I couldn’t stop thinking about his smile and how good it looked with his eyes. I just couldn’t wait till the next day when I could see him again. I didn’t fall a sleep till around 2am because I couldn’t get him out of my head. © 2011 Stella |
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Added on January 18, 2011 Last Updated on January 18, 2011 AuthorStellaWinnipeg, CanadaAboutive been writing for years. Yes my spelling sucks.. but i feel spelling shouldnt mean anything.. its the meaning behind the writing.. as long as the writing makes you feel something thats all that mat.. more..Writing
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