Zoey had never thought of encountering him. She was sixteen,
with her hairs pulled back, forming a neat stripe that resembled
a fountain. She had a face dotted with freckles. She didn't look
charming as her sister Amanda, who had a white and smooth skin
like a finely made porcelain. Amanda on the other hand had those
eyes so beautiful that no man could simply walk away from
her gaze.They didn't look like sisters at all. At the back of
Zoey's mind, she was jealous, jealous to her sibling for what she
herself didn't possess.
Zoey had witnessed her sister encountering her
prince Charming. She hid at the corner, leaning forward
tentatively peering them holding hands, hugging gaily in the
center of the amusement park. He wore a tan jacket and a turtle
neck inside. His smile revealed the gap of his white teeth,
shinning under the afternoon sun.
He was everything to her, at least in the middle of
Zoey's dream, that he would turn around and give her a look.
She didn't care what that look could be, she just wanted it to
happen. It never happened, not even in the dream, where wish
could come true.
Zoey would sneak out before the school bell rang
and into the same park where he and Amanda dated. She'd wait
there till he came out, with Amanda. Zoey sighed as she eased
her sore neck. Last time he wore a brown shirt with the
alphabet A on. This time it was a clean jacket with a lot of
pockets. Zoey brought out the pen and a small note book.
" nov 2th 2011.
Clothes: clean brown jacket.
Partners: Amanda :(
" His name is Jack, isn't he cute?" Amanda pointed
at the picture in her album. The one she'd taken in the park.
" I'm going to take him home this Friday, would you
please prepare some thing to eat. "
Zoey hated that, she hated being treated like a low
class person because of her look. She dreamed of being a snow
white, or may be being a Cinderella could be fine. But she was
Zoey, a plain girl in this small town.
" Okay. " Her voice was hoarse like a old cloth being
tossed around and could be ripped off at any time.
Zoey had dreamed about seeing Jack,
but till she got the chance to really take a look
at him, the young and friendly boy, who held Amanda's hand
when his glance converged on Zoey.
" Hi, I'm Jack, nice to meet you. "
He pulled his hand out from Amanda's palm and shook
Zoey's right hand. The smile could melt the heart of the
coldest woman on earth. Zoey stood there, face to face to Jack,
unable to speak a word.
" Come on, pick up a word, stupid girl. You are
wasting your sister's time. "
Her eyes drifted away, trying to get rid of the
stare. It was too sharp for her, and too good for a girl with
no elegance and beauty. She dreamed about that stare every
night, but never thought it would happen in the reality.
She droop her head down, tears streamed down her
face. There was a flick of thought crossing her mind that
things had gone wrong. It was her sister's time and she should
not be there to interrupt them.
" Are you okay?"
Jack was bewildered as he saw Zoey shivered and wept
with her long hair down, covering her entire face.
" Yeah, I'm fine. I guess that I still have some
school work to do, so please have fun. "
She was afraid to look up again, she felt the hot
liquid wetted her eyelids. She gasped and held her mouth with
her right hand. She tumbled upstairs like a discarded cat, but
she could still hear Jack questioning in concern.
" Is your sister okay. "
" Oh, she's fine. She's always like that. She has
Zoey ran into her bedroom and shut the door and
locked it. She didn't want to hear anything any more. Being
broken with sorrow and regret, the world collapsed as she
slumped on the floor. Lifting her right arms, Zoey saw that the
cuff was moistened by her tear.
" What a wretch am I. "
She closed her eyes and held her calfs with both
hands. The dream was shattered brutally. She sighed and
inhaled, not to let the tear flow again. May be this is what
life meant. Zoey wished that she was still dreaming. She wished
that it didn't happen at all. She wished that she hadn't have
( 5 years later )
" Zoey Jones, you forgot to bring your text book
The professor grumbled as he glared at her.
" Sorry... I will... bring them immediately. "
The university of Duke surely didn't give Zoey much
feeling of home. It was the third time that something like that
" Oh, my god. Where is it. " She fumbled in her locker
clumsily. Two girls giggled when they passed by.
" See, the freckles can't find her book again.
Zoey flushed. She was always like that subconsciously,
even there weren't people around.
This time, things was different. Zoey heard another
footsteps coming from the staircase.
" Click, click, click..."
Zoey kept her head low, trying to grab everything
The voice sounded familiar, like a far reminder
awakening the deepest memory. She stiffened, breathlessly. Jack
stood in front of her, holding a cluster of books.
" Hi, it's... so good to see you. "
Zoey glanced at him, the Duke sophomore wore a
sapphire shirt, no longer with the alphabet A. His hair Was
trimmed and all pointed up, but the stare was still there, the
biggest impression indicating that the time didn't wear away
what the most valuable thing.
" Good to see you here. " Zoey felt her cheek
heating, but the feeling of happiness ingrained in her heart.
" All right, see you then. " Jack smiled and said.
Zoey skipped downstairs. Jack's figure faded when
she winded down the spiral staircase, but that was fine. Zoey
clutched her books. That was real, real for her to encounter
Jack once again. She had never thought that it could happen.
May be it was a dream, as she wished five years ago.
( Staring at Zoey running down the staircase, Jack
fell into a silence. The time with Amanda was beautiful, but
perhaps it was destined that they wouldn't be together. He
looked down on the ground. There was a notebook there,
sprawling and half-opened with a brown outfit. Jack leaned down
and picked it up. He shuffled the page casually with curiosity.
"It was real," he thought.
" She's my Julia. "