There're people in my school like pretty girls, the girls who wear high heels and strut with tee-tottering sound, the girls who perm hairs curly and stick fake eyelashes to attract the boys.
I don't like girls like that actually, I don't know why? May be the tee-tottering sound was like my teacher stepping in the time when she scolded me for not finishing the homework. I cried for the whole afternoon that day. May be the smell of make-ups were too strong and took after the smell of bleaches. But anyway, because I never talked about girls in school, they excluded me and I have to sit alone at the back.
Till that day, I saw her, saw the girl with hairs straight and all went down like a cascade, and she wears the ordinary school shoes that won't make tee-tottering sound. She's so beautiful that she was like the Snow White with Cinderella's crystal shoes.
The other kids said if you like the girl, just went toward her and said 'I love you'. Then she would be your friend and never leave you. So I bought a box of chocolate of my favorite brand with the money I earned by helping mom washing the dishes. I wrapped it up with satin.
I rehearsed the words in front of the mirror over and over till I can fluently recite them. "Just say it out and give her the chocolate. Just say it out and give her the chocolate. Just say it out and......"
On the Sunday, I packed my chocolate and held it with my left hand. When I finally saw her in front of the school gate after class. I walked toward her, face and face.
"Wait a minute, please!"
"...You forgot your pen."
I mumbled and face flushed. The left hand was still holding the chocolate.
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