My First Kiss 1.
Posted by Paurong sa Sabado, Pebrero 3, 2007
(First of Two Parts)
The newly arrived passengers of the airplane hurriedly surged on different directions to approach the people waiting for them. Others, however, are weeping as they bid farewell to their loved ones who are going abroad. I am one of those who were lamenting—weeping because he’s leaving. I accompanied him here; the only difference is that he must not see me.
Bryan still looked like the same—he has the height of a basketball player, refining face and conspicuous stance. Passengers for flight 812 bound to California, USA… The lines amplified to my ears like thunder and made me deaf for a moment. It’s time for his departure. He’s running off here in Davao. It’s time…
It all started when we had a class party a week after Bryan’s graduation. All must have a date. I am one of those who had no partner so my friends tried to find me one. But none of them acquired my heart. My mom suggested Bryan as my “date” for as she had said, he is the best guy apt for me, and we just have two years difference in age. I opposed her.
“If not Bryan, no party. You’ll not go otherwise! You’re just a second year student, Jen. You’re just fourteen. You’re too young to have a date, unless you pick Bryan.”
I swiftly phoned Bryan and I told him that my mom had wanted him to accompany me on the said party. On that very night, Bryan fetched me early and so we were early to arrive at the resort. He told me to enjoy the party since it is my first.
“Why did you agree to be my date?” I asked him while observing his obvious smirk.
“I can’t say no to your Mom, Jen.”
Dance. A famous love song filled the atmosphere. The boys appeared to have spur-of-the-moment package seeing that they had gotten girls to dance with. No one will ask me, no one, I assumed myself. Suddenly, Bryan gave out his hand and asked me to dance. I was totally surprised. I had a hard time on standing up and going on the center of the dance area.
“Just think that this night is a magical one. Imagine there’s magic. Consider me as your prince charming,” he said.
I smiled. I always consider you one, Bryan, I thought. “And consider me as your girlfriend,” I said. “What, I don’t have a girlfriend, Jen! Don’t talk like that,” he assumed. I felt his warm body principally when he put his right hand around my waist which made him closer to me.
I cannot deny that feeling for him. As we moved closer to each other, I realized how much I love him.
To be continued…