Glowed like the first time.

Glowed like the first time.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A 17 year old girl finds her true love, as he's a baby-sitter, even though she hated baby-sitters.

Submitted: June 08, 2011

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Submitted: June 08, 2011

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“Mom, I can take care of her.” I said. Mom is going out with dad for a week, to visit my grandma, as she suddenly got a heart-attack. It’s the second time she’s getting it. And the doctor said that it wasn’t pretty good.
I protested not to have a baby-sitter for my 5 year old sister, Jude. My parents couldn’t believe what I had just said.
“Remember the time when we left for Chicago? And we left you in charge to look after your sister? What happened?” Mom said, glaring at me, I rolled my eyes. “You went for a date, right. Leaving your little sister alone. She was only 4 years old, who was wandering in the night.” She said.
Ok, that was a year ago, when my parents had gone to see a friend of theirs who had a sudden sever car accident. I was left in charge of my sister, but come’on, what is more important than finally asked out by your all-time crush? Would you reject it? I thought Jude would be fine. Until I started to hate him now.
Before I had gone out, I checked if my sister was sleeping, and she was. When I came back, she was missing. The cops found her in some public park the next morning.
“Past is a history, mom.” I said. What ever I tried to defend to have a baby-sitter, Mom would just glare at me with her grey ghostly eyes.
“May I have the peanut butter, Mom?” Jude asked Mom. Of course, she didn’t know what all the quarrels were about.
So we ended up having a baby-sitter. Mom didn’t tell me his/her name, and I couldn’t get her talks on her mobile. I went to my room, and shut it. I again checked on to find my sister having her evening nap.
I went back to my kingdom, and started to do my maths homework’s. We couldn’t go with my parents because I had my term end exams coming up. Moreover, I got F in Spanish, which drove my parents insane.
So I couldn’t really go with them. My sister also couldn’t go with my parents, as she hates traveling, and she’s quiet sick.
There were three knocks on the door. I opened it, and saw Dad standing.
“Chloe, be nice to our baby-sitter, ok?” he said, as we went downstairs.
It’s a guy. I realized of his jeans and converse. Mom was covering his face.
When Mom moved. First came, the most beautiful green eyes, like mine. His hair was brownish red. He smiled as I stood there, fascinated. He glowed a yellow gold sparkly, flicker happened through our eyes. My heart started to beat faster. His black back-pack was hanging on his right arm.
“Chloe, this is Jude’s baby-sitter Lucas.” Mom said, “He would be here, for a week, and living in our guest room….”
I didn’t listen to Mom anymore; I was lost in his green eyes. Everything became blank except Lucas. What a lovely name.
Then, Jude came running from upstairs, she shook hands with him, and he shook hands with me, too. My spine gave a chill. And his hands weren’t rough but very smooth.
Jude had gone back to sleep and my parents had gone after 5 minutes. I and Lucas were standing silently in the kitchen.
“Hey, Chloe.” He said. My name sounded more special when he called me.
“Hi Lucas.” I said, I tried not to be too sweet or too flirty. “You don’t go to Lincoln High School, do you?” I asked him.
“No, I go to the St. Joseph’s Boys High.” He said.
I smiled again, and he too.
“So, are you a junior?” I asked him. I hope, he is one. Not less than, junior, please.
“No, I’m a senior.” He said. “You went for New York Swimming Championship, right?” he asked. I was stunned.
“How do you know that?” I asked.
“I’ve seen you were wearing a blue swimming suite. I was there too.” He said. “Congratulations, you had won the second place, just a few seconds before Jack Simon. I don’t think so, you remember but I was competitor with you, I was one of the boys, I was placed in 3rd place, after your competition.” He said.
“At last, some one who knows the worth of swimming.” I said. He grinned. “My parents don’t encourage swimming.” I informed him.
“Man, you didn’t look as tough as Jack Simon, but you almost fought with him. That was great.” He said. This made me blush.
“Thanks.” I said. There was a pause.
“I’ve got to go for my ballet classes, who’s going to drop me?” Jude said, with her ballet shoes lying on the ground.
“I can drive, give me the keys.” Lucas demanded.
“As if I can’t.” I said.
“This time me.” He said, as I had the keys in my palm.
We had the silent ride, as we took Jude to her classes.
I tied her ballet shoes, and came back to the car.
“Wanna go somewhere?” he asked me.
“What about swimming?” I asked.
“Sure, why not?” so we went back home, and took our swimming clothes, and headed to the swimming pool club. We swam for hours, until it was time.
The days went as we became close, and called ourselves girlfriend and boyfriend. Jude hated me and him getting together. After a week, when my parents returned. I found out that he didn’t live very far from my house. Just ten minute walk, leaves me to his house.
After two weeks from my parents’ arrival, a phone call came for me saying that it was Lucas. It was 5 pm in the evening. On a Thursday afternoon.
“Hey, Lucas.” I said, excitedly.
“Umm, Chloe.” He said. There was a pause; I could hear his tension breathing. “Would you go out with me?” he asked. Finally. I started to feel a million butterflies fluttering in my heart.
“Of course, Lucas.” I said.
“It’s just a school thing, on Friday. All the boys in school are allowed to invite girls. So is it fine with you?” he asked, he wasn’t sure that I would come.
“Yeah, it’s fine with me. I could come.” I answered, after an hour; we discussed about the timings and hung up. My mom was overhearing it, in the kitchen.
“So finally, the rose has bloomed, huh?” she teased.
“Mom, it’s just a night out.” I said, feeling embarrassed. Basically, I don’t much share my feelings with Mom.
“I know, sweetie. I knew this would happen, and I arranged it.” She said, being satisfied.
“What do you mean?” I said, sitting opposite to her on the kitchen table.
“Well.” Mom took a deep breath before she began. “After, Jason’s break up, you looked depressed, so I thought about inviting Lucas, who is my friend’s son. And everything would be alright, and look what I did. You and Lucas are together like a couple.” She said.
“Thanks, Mom.” I felt touched by the minute. A tear rolled in my eyes. “You did a great job.” I appreciated her.
The next mourning, I shopped to get a prom dress, with Mom. I got the most sky blue dress, I found. That evening, I curled my hair, and applied a clear lip gloss. Just as I was applying my mascara. There knocks on the door.
Lucas said, he would pick me up at 6:30 pm. It’s only 6pm. I thought.
“Come in.” I shouted. It was Mom. Her right hand was hiding something.
“Hi, Chloe. So you’re ready?” she asked.
“I have to give some finishing touches. That’s all.” I answered her.
“I have got this in my prom night, and it might look good on your dress.” She said. I noticed that she was holding a blue sparkle gift box. She handed it to me.
“That’s so sweet.” I said, as I opened the box. I found blue sparkly pencil heeled shoes.
I wore them, and they fitted me perfectly. After half and hour, Lucas was standing in the porch. He had the same sky blue tie, the color like my dress. He starred at me with huge eyes. He looked cute when he widened his eyes. More he looked like an anime.
“Wow. You look beautiful.” He said, admiring me.
“Thanks, you too, Lucas.” I said, back to him. My sister, Jude came out. She looked at both of us.
“You, guys, look so cute.” She said smiling at Lucas. “And very match.” She said, looking at his tie.
“Thank you, Jude. And good-bye.” I said, closing the door.
“So now let’s go with the prom.” He said. Then, I realized that there was a limo parked at the front. People who passed by stared at the limo.
“Wow.” I said, surprised. “Where did you get that?” I asked him, pointing at the limo.
“Oh. My friend is a rich guy; he wanted to drive us to school.” He said. A guy with blonde hair wearing a black suite. Opened from the inside.
“You must be Chloe.” He said to me. “I’m Brandon, by the way.” He said. We stepped into the limo, and we had to pick up Brandon’s girlfriend.
And it turned out; his girlfriend is Magda, the quietest girl in the school. She had many scars in her arms, people thought, that she tried to comite suicide as she disliked her parents’ divorce. But in her prom dress she never looked like the committed-suicide girl that I had known for all the school times. She didn’t seem herself.
Magda was wearing a pink glittery full sleeved dress, to cover her ugly scars in her arms.
When she saw me, first. She was as surprised as me.
“Hi, Magda. Is that you?” I asked her. “You look stunning.” I commented. She smiled and thanked me.
It was 15 minutes ride to the St. Joseph Boys High. It was really big, and huge. Girls and boys were mingled around the school/. As we entered the school hall. Boys were more than girls. After all, it’s a boy’s school. What do I expect?
First, there was the high disco dancing, and then came the slow dancing. I stared into his green eyes, as he stared into my eyes.
So this is what true love is called.
“You know what? After seeing your green eyes like mine, I started to feel how beautiful green eyes look.” Lucas said.
“Really?” I was suspired I was feeling the same thing, before I met him. Cause most of the girls in my school, have black or blue eyes. Some even wore colored contact lens to fit in.
“Yeah, I hated mine.” He said rolling his eyes. Then, once again, we were into the same motion. At last magic happened.
He leaned over at the perfect time, and kissed.
As the magic happened, I wanted more, but he pulled away. The slow-dancing had been ended. When we looked around, some were still kissing, and some boys who didn’t have girls just stood there admiring the crowd.
“When I was a freshman, and all the years, I used to be one of them.” Lucas said, pointing at the crowd.
I looked at the guys, who felt that they would have never got a girlfriend in their life. I felt pity for them. May be I could tell my other girls at my school about these boys, so they could get a girlfriend in their life.
I imagined Lucas as a freshman, standing there in the dark, having a beer in his hand, having a lonely look on his face, and envying the girls, and the couples. That must have been hurting.
As we stepped out, of the school. We came walking to our house. And years passed, when we finished our school. We stepped into different paths.
Lucas stepped for engineering, as I stepped into fashion designing course. He always sticked together like glue.
I turned 24 and he turned 25. I became one of Moya Claries’ assistant. I was still in California, and Lucas was in there, too.
He became a chemical engineer, and earned in the crores. We still dated and talked about life.
Lucas called me on a spring month to the Starbucks café. We talked as usual how our life was, he reminded of himself when he first asked me out, he was nervous, his hands were sweating.
“Why are you so tensed?” I asked him.
“Nothing.” He said, then, he hesitated. He leaned down with a ring in his hands, he looked into my eyes, and asked “Will you marry me?”.
I was taken aback, I felt like we were taken back in time, when he asked me out. I gave the same surprised face.
“Yes.” I said, tears rolled on my eyes, the teens and people who had been in the café, stared at us. The time when the millions of butterflies came back to my hear for the second time.
“How sweet.”, “That’s romantic.”, “Awe.” Words were being spilled over everywhere. We hugged each other. The people clapped.
A waitress took a huge chocolate cake, and placed it in our table.
“Congratulations.” She said. Cutting the cake, when we asked her the reason.
“This rarely happens in our cafes, thanks to you, we have seen the true love.” She said. Everyone in the café had a slice of the cake.
After years, I gave birth to twins, a girl Clover and a boy Laurens.

It was like yesterday, when I saw Lucas for the first time in our house.Lucas still glowed like the first time.


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