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. "Uh... Hello." "Hello."
"Wait a minute, please!" "Yes?" "...You forgot your pen."
I mumbled and face flushed. The left hand was still holding the
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