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When Hearts First Whisper.

- Part 1 : Our first meet.

By Roosie RosePublished 6 months ago 5 min read
Source : Pinterest edited at Canva.

It all happens that day right . The day when I have a first glimpse of your smile.

If you are wondering what this lines mean then hey ! Ready for a rollercoaster ride of my life fasten your belt . Hahaha I know I know I talk a lot . My Introduction . I am your very favorite Rose I guess so .

That day .... ...

Mom is shouting ," Rose ... you pig wake up ..or else you will be late for school ... wake up you brat ".

Ugh ! What a morning I spouted slowly opening my heavy puffy eyes I look at the watch and screamed ... It's already 8 : 30 am .. I am late .. very late and start to pack my bag , dressed up briskly start to run downstairs ..

Mom ," At least have breakfast , look at that messy hair . You really look like a pig .Rose ," Mom please , not now I agree pigs are cute right Dad laughs and run ". Dad ," laughs , indeed indeed ". Mom ," Silly brat , always wakes up late ,never listens to me , sleeps late , listen she is so lazy its all because of you .. you spoiled your princess ." Dad , " It's normal darling ! nowadays kids routine is like that." Mom , " Yeah ! Yeah support your princess , she is spoiled because of you ".

I ran to catch the bus. I have to catch that bus or else I will be late on my first day of new high school . huff , huff .. running .. As , the Bus was passing by .. Wait ! Wait ! running after bus .I saw him .

For the moment , I feel like whole world was stopped just letting me to see him for ages and ages . Like that in movies , I won't say he was as pretty as film star but it will be arrogant of me not to praise that face that hold my breathe away , beats my heart suddenly like it will explode at the moment, Butterflies in my stomach ,Everything else was blur . I never ever felt that way in my whole life . That strange yet familiar face .

That curly yet thick hair which flows on his forehead just above his eyes , that beautiful eyes which were wandering in his book , the earphone in his ear makes me curious what was he listening to , his sharp and well defined jawline . I lost in him for a moment just staring at him I froze at that time the bus passed by and left me in smile . And suddenly a sense knocked my mind , " Oh ! no my bus ,wait I missed the bus ".

I stand there in awe waiting for another bus . "I will be late in my first day of school it's all because of that pretty boy " , I muttered to myself .There were a lot of thoughts dancing in my head . who was he ? where was he heading to , what was he reading , what was he listening to , how will he look when he smiled , how does his voice sounds when he call someone .

The next bus arrives and I took the bus . still lost in thoughts I arrive at the School gate . My new school, Crestwood Academy. " This time I won't repeat same mistake ".

I went to teacher's room and the teacher with huge glasses with a smile in his face introduce himself as our Class teacher and guides me to class .

Teacher ," Good morning class . We have a new student lets welcome her and help her to settle down . Introduce yourself ". I was too nervous and anxious , Slowly I raise my face and saw a lot of strange and new faces and gather all my courage to speak , " Good morning everyone , I am Rose Marlin . I'm from Versailles . I currently move here. I’m excited to learn with you. Thank you ." The students clap , some of them whispers ," she is so pretty , she may be famous ". Suddenly I saw someone so familiar the pretty boy from the bus . But why he is so cold and distant he even don't look at me . Every eyes were on me as I was someone new but his eyes were not leaving the text book what's so interesting on a book . My mind wander itself .

I take a seat where my teacher told me to seat .We were 5 desk apart . He was siting at the last desk near window where a ray of sun was hitting his face adding a shine to his charm . His beautifully craved face was surrounded by the cold , distant personality creating a huge wall between us .

HIS POV : As usual I wake up at the sound of alarm at 6 am . I did my morning routines and I start to pack my bag and went downstairs . Servants cleaning , cooking , gardening . My house was full of people yet felt empty . One of the servant ," Sir Good morning , Breakfast is ready . The breakfast was served . He , " Is mom and dad not home ?" Servant ," Sir and Mam left early for the Business Meeting . I simply nod my head. It was nothing new I thought . I left to school . Driver ,"Sir , Where are you going Sir . He ," I will go on my own ". Driver ," But sir ,Mam has ordered to drop and pick you up from school ". He , " No need ". I left house it was just my pointless rebel who no one ever cares .

I took the bus wear earphone just to show the world how busy I was and not to interrupt me . It was just my silent shield I start to read my favorite manga it was my only friend . Suddenly a loud voice shattered my ear .It was wait wait . I just look out of window through my book It was a girl running after bus she look so dishevel and messy . Should I help her .. no ,I should not bother and interfere in other business .. focus .. focus .(sigh )she look like lost puppy . She suddenly stop I think this was not her bus . After some time , I reached school , sat on my sit . People approached him but he lay his head ignoring them . Why they act so friendly like they will remain with me forever it disgust me their shallow smile I think to myself . Class starts and I saw that girl , the lost puppy but she didn't take the bus . "What a strange creature ".I muttered to myself and open my book .

To be continued .......

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About the Creator

Roosie Rose

I believe writing is more than words on a page it is the power to transform pain into purpose, to heal what is broken, and to discover who we truly are. I don't have professional degree but I love what I write and read it millions of time .

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