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Lumiere Chapter 1- The First Time

Updated on January 4, 2016
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Chapter 1- THE FIRST TIME

I didn't really notice her before. She was just another average girl who merges easily into the crowd. Nothing stand outish about her. The first time I ever saw her was on a very common occasion. She was standing in the corridor beside her locker, surrounded by her friends. She was just another part, another cell of the huge and brutal organism called High School.She was doing the most ordinary thing-laughing. Maybe it was the sound of her laughter, or maybe how her face transformed when she laughed, or maybe it was both. The sound of her laughter was music to me. I had never before heard such pure and beautiful music.

When she laughed her small lips stretched to an extent one would not believe was possible. The sides of her lips folded into themselves, which looked way better on her than any dimples could. Her eyes almost disappeared. Her face totally transformed. She looked so innocent, so full of life that I was immediately drawn to her. I wanted the darkness of my life to be eloped with her light. I knew that I was probably being imbecile, but I could not help it. I wanted her to help me.

She was what my Mom used to call my lumiere. She used to say that a person would come into my life one day who would make me see life in another way.Funny, considering how I not even knew her name, but as i said, I couldn't help it. There was just something about her.

Her crazy, curly and bouncy black hair, her average height and her curvy but not fat frame combined with her laugh made me fall for her. I'm quite positive I hadn't noticed any other girl like her before. I wanted to go to her and tell her I thought that she was beautiful. Ordinarily beautiful. There was nothing extraordinary about her, and yet she was beautiful.

Before I could muster the courage to walk up to her and say anything, a random guy did so. I was close enough to hear how their conversation went. After the usual and very formal greetings through which her tone was clearly full of confusion, he started flirting with her. She fended off all his advances with ease. He finally stopped playing and got down to what he actually came to do,

"So you wanna go out this Friday night?"

"Nope." She replied simply, not even bothering with excuses. This made me smile, I had no idea why.

"Oh," His face fell. He wasn't expecting a no. "Why?"

"Because I don't want to."

"Why don't you want to?" He replied, still not backing down.

"Um, let's see, (a)I just saw you hitting on Amelia before me and after she refused, you came after me, (b) You hit on every single girl you lay eyes on, (c) You are a perv and (d) which is the most important one of all, I hate you."

He openly stares at her, not saying anything while her friends scoff and I smile. Without another word, she walks off with her friends following her.

Beside me, only a few people had noticed the scenario, most of them were too absorbed in their own universes.

That was the last time I saw her, the ordinary girl who had made me fall for her by just laughing. That was my last day in that city because my Mom had made us shift as soon as I reached home from school. This wasn't the first time it was happening. In fact, it was the third. I knew we'd be shifting again,but I'd just hoped that probably for once, things would go my way, but of course not. They never have and they never will.

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