As 你 head out to the chilly spring day, once 你 had finshed up your mid term test. 你 wait outside for him. The door from the building opens with force as he walks out. 你 turn on your heels and follow him.
"Did 你 cheat off me?" 你 speak from behind him. He looks back at you, then keeps on walking.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
"I know." He said, not looking back.
"Then why aren't 你 answering-"
"Because, the answer won't matter, either way." He finally stops, and turns around to look at you.
"It might."
"No it won't, if I cheated off you, 你 wouldn't 报道 me, anyways."
"What makes 你 so sure of that?" Your facial expression is firm, 展示 no weakness.
"Just am." He half smiles, and turns around, and heads off, leaving you.
Your green eyes watch from afar at the moving Lacrosse player's back, which said, "House". House.. 你 think to yourself, and can't help but give a tiny smirk. The game had gone 由 fast, surprisingly. Michigan had won, which is strangely odd, because they never win. Of course, 你 wouldn't know, because the only reason 你 came here was to see him. He sees you, walking off the bleachers and heading to leave. As 你 walk on the grassy land, trying to head towards the cement past, 你 feel a grip on your arm. What do 你 do? 你 turn around, of course.
"Yes?" 你 问题 him.
"What are 你 doing here?"
"Well, I was clearly watching the game, I figured as smart as 你 are, 你 could have guess that."
"I've never seen 你 here before."
你 pause. Wait, is he still touching you? 你 look down at the shakey loose grip he has on your arm, and then look back up. His hand quickly vanishes until it's at his side.
"I heard 你 sucked, so I wanted to come, and quitely mock you." 你 lie.
"So, you've been talking about me."
Now, 你 blush, which is not good, not good at all.
"What? No." Again, 你 lie.
He gives a somewhat nodd and turns around, and heads off, leaving you, yet again.
TBC.
"Did 你 cheat off me?" 你 speak from behind him. He looks back at you, then keeps on walking.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
"I know." He said, not looking back.
"Then why aren't 你 answering-"
"Because, the answer won't matter, either way." He finally stops, and turns around to look at you.
"It might."
"No it won't, if I cheated off you, 你 wouldn't 报道 me, anyways."
"What makes 你 so sure of that?" Your facial expression is firm, 展示 no weakness.
"Just am." He half smiles, and turns around, and heads off, leaving you.
Your green eyes watch from afar at the moving Lacrosse player's back, which said, "House". House.. 你 think to yourself, and can't help but give a tiny smirk. The game had gone 由 fast, surprisingly. Michigan had won, which is strangely odd, because they never win. Of course, 你 wouldn't know, because the only reason 你 came here was to see him. He sees you, walking off the bleachers and heading to leave. As 你 walk on the grassy land, trying to head towards the cement past, 你 feel a grip on your arm. What do 你 do? 你 turn around, of course.
"Yes?" 你 问题 him.
"What are 你 doing here?"
"Well, I was clearly watching the game, I figured as smart as 你 are, 你 could have guess that."
"I've never seen 你 here before."
你 pause. Wait, is he still touching you? 你 look down at the shakey loose grip he has on your arm, and then look back up. His hand quickly vanishes until it's at his side.
"I heard 你 sucked, so I wanted to come, and quitely mock you." 你 lie.
"So, you've been talking about me."
Now, 你 blush, which is not good, not good at all.
"What? No." Again, 你 lie.
He gives a somewhat nodd and turns around, and heads off, leaving you, yet again.
TBC.
When does 爱情 become something we need, rather than something we want? 爱情 was seen as something special a long time ago. Now 爱情 is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. 爱情 is common currency when 你 are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older 你 get. Do we not care about the substance of what 爱情 was and not what it has been made into today 由 commercialisation from American 电影院 and 电视 commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience 爱情 for real, can we 评论 and judge others who are in Love. 爱情 means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of 爱情 is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? 爱情 is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.