A Girl

I am 17

She was not just my first crush; she was the beginning of a new one. Today is her birthday so that I will tell you about 'MY FIRST CRUSH.'

We were in the tenth standard back then. I was good at academics, but I would run to the library whenever there were interactive sessions because I was an introvert. However, I had friends, not many but a few close friends. She was popular at school because she was good at academics, captain of the school's basketball team, and brave(a little rude, just a little). We were in the same class from sixth, but I never once did talk to her(obviously).

It was a warm afternoon, and we were heading back home just as the last bell rang. That day I had to keep my lunch basket on the previous rack, so I went to fetch it. So as I completely bent down to take it, she grabbed his ball on the same shelf. I suddenly got up and bumped into her arms. That was the first time I looked into her eyes. I said 'SORRY' and left running. I had never felt that way before. I had butterflies in my stomach all evening. But I pulled myself together because having a crush on 'high school' god costs a lot. They're not less than five boys who had a crush on her then.

Days passed just like that. Frequent examinations, projects, competitions, etc. Then it was my birthday. It was just like any other typical day for me. I only went to school that day because we had an exam. I returned to class and started talking to my friends after the exam. Then she came to my desk, called my name out for the first time, and wished me. I stood like stone in front of her. Then I said, 'thanks,' and I blushed like hell. I offered chocolates to her. Suddenly her friends came and took 8-10 pieces from my box. She asked her friend to give me back some chocolates to ensure I wasn't short of them. I got my hopes up, but I was damn scared to talk to her.

I would always watch her far away; I felt happy when she won tournaments; I would always go early and sit in that damn hot school bus just to watch her practice; I would feel bad when a few of my friends called her rude, I used to missed her when she went on the tournaments. But I never told any of my friends about my crush. I would feel happy watching her from far away. She was not what others thought she was; she was different. I saw her cry like a baby in sixth class for her mom; my friend called me to say that she(my crush) helped her pay her school fee because her friend couldn't. In 8th standard, she tried singing "DRAG ME DOWN," which was a disaster. When I was laughing in the crowd, I never thought that this person would mean this much just after a year. She was pure at heart. Little did I know she liked me back.

It was almost the end of the year. She was making it evident that she also liked me back, but I don't know why I was scared that she would confess. But I was honestly pleased that she felt that way. Once I heard her speak for me. Her friend from another class asked her rudely bruh, why him?? So many other boys are there; look at him(something like that). She was furious at her and started yelling like crazy. I was so touched. I was not known to anyone of them until she came into my life. I felt awful for her friend's words, but she was there for me. That's enough.

Before we parted ways, I wanted to tell her how I felt, so I woke up early in the morning and wished her a birthday on Whatsapp. She seemed happy that day. After that, we had a board examination and went different ways.

I don't know if she still remembers me because it's been two years, but I did, and I will never forget her. Thank you for being there for me in many other situations; even if they seem insignificant, they matter a lot to me.