He’s a quiet boy, silenced in his noisy world.
She’s a loud girl, in control of her own little universe.
By chance, they meet.
The roles change. She becomes the shy, quiet, gorgeous bombshell that he sees in her.
He becomes the leader of the group, no longer a poet in the shadows, merely an artist by design.
She likes him.
He likes her.
Everybody knew it, but they didn’t.
He transforms into something different.
Something that she hates.
He turns from the shy guy, to the leader that she sees, to a player, a manipulative and malicious boy that hurts the girls he goes near.
She transforms into something he loves.
She becomes the quiet poet he used to be.
She turns, into a shadow, and he himself into a fire.
He loves her, still.
She hates him, for how he changed, the way he treated her.
The way he convinced her to change, and just walked away.
He likes how she changed, the person that she is today.
He asks her out.
She rejects him.
Nobody knows.
The player becomes the poet, again.
Tries to change, in the way that she wants.
She turns back to where she used to be, the popular fool.
He turns back to the unpopular shadow, the poet in the darkness.
She likes him again, for the person that she sees, the pure heart, not the burnt jealous fool he turned into.
He changes, understands that he shouldn’t have treated her the way he did.
He falls in love with her, not for the flawed personality that he sees.
But for the heart of hope, the person that she longs to be, but the person she hides away.
He writes a letter, tells her how he feels.
She gets it. Reads it.
Makes her bring a tear to her eye.
He tells her that he loves her.
She asks him to talk to him in person, at a public place.
The next day, he shows up to talk to her.
All her friends are there, looking at him with a puzzled look.
Wondering why the loner is trying to talk to the coolest girl in the school.
She agrees to walk with him.
Questions are asked: What’s going on?
They talk, she smiles, like gladwrap.
He talks, slowly, and as he gets further on, he decides to go for it…
They sit down on a bench, in the middle of the school.
Leaning next to her, he turns his head.
‘Do you want to know how I feel?’ He asks.
She turns to look at him.
He sees the part of her he longed to see, a long time ago.
‘Yes.’ She whispers, faint as the gentle breeze.
She leans over, and kisses him on the cheek.
She leans her head on his shoulder.
He smiles, gently grasps her left hand in his right.
‘ I loved you, since the day I saw you. From when we just… walked into each other. I thought… I thought you were shallow, changed, to what I thought you’d like.’
‘And… I regretted it. Honestly, I did. I saw you, turned into something I thought you’d like… and I hated it. Then, I realized… you don’t want that. You never did.’
‘I misjudged you, thought you were something that you weren’t, changed into a monster, and I hate myself for doing that, for hurting you.’
‘And, I’m so, so sorry, for treating you the way I did, for exiling you from your own friends, the people you cared about… for asking you out, when I was such a jerk and a bully.’ A tear wells up in his eye, he quickly tries to wipe it away.
He doesn’t get it, it drips down his cheek, along his short stubble, and, eventually, falls, onto her hair.
She looks up at him.
He looks her in the eyes, and says to her.
‘I still love you, I always have, and I always will. I never want to give up, never want to let you go, I want to kiss you in the rain, and carry you past the sunsets, the sunrises, through every day and every night, to hold your hand, and never have to let go, or hurt you again.’
He smiles, a little smile that illuminates his entire face.
She looks at his light blue eyes, a tinge like the sky.
And she says to him:
‘I love you too.’
People walk past, wondering what’s going on.
Why there’s a loner with the coolest girl in the school.
Why, he’s got a tear in his eye, and she’s got her head on his shoulder, and why they’re both smiling at each other.
He looks at her, a calm, yet piercing gaze.
She looks at him, strange eyes that try to piece the meaning of what she sees in them.
And she sees hope, and seriousness, and kindness, and love.
And with that, she makes her choice.
She gently pulls her head off of his shoulder.
He wonders what’s going on.
And… she takes away her hand.
But she leans in, says a few word in his ear.
‘Follow me.’
Taking his hand, and tugging him up, he brings up her hand, to her favourite spot.
She takes him to her favourite place, a small classroom, that’s quiet and serene, like a flower palace, a crystalline fortress.
She takes out her iPod.
Puts on her favourite song, gives him an earphone.
They start to listen.
A quiet melody, a simple tune.
He takes her other hand.
And, gently, he pulls her close, in a comforting embrace.
They start to dance.
He looks into her eyes.
‘Do you… would you like to go out, sometime?’ He asks.
‘Yes… yes, I would.’ She replies.
‘But…’
She pauses, looking at him quietly.
‘I love you too. Always have, always will. I never gave up hope, on you. You hurt me, but I didn’t mind. It hurt… but I forgave you. Because I don’t want to lose you again, to see you become something that you’re not.’
She leans her head on his shoulder, once more, looking into his eyes.
‘I know I want to go out with you, I think it all matters on this, though.’
‘Do you want to go out with me?’ She looks at him, swaying to the music in her favourite spot, with the guy she cares about, dancing with her too.
‘Yes. Yes, I would.’ He replies, with a faint smile on his face.
‘How do you reckon they’re gonna react?’ He asks her. ‘If it’s not too much trouble, I’ll stay quiet, if you want me to.’
She looks at him.
‘No. No… I don’t want you to do that.’ She replies.
‘Let’s ignore them, not care what they think.’ She kisses him.
‘Let’s go.’ She takes his hand, takes him outside.
To the point where she knows everyone could see her and him.
They start to dance again.
A different song, a quiet tune, but still a good song.
She pulls him close to her, again.
And, as they look into their eyes, rain starts to fall.
She leans over him, and he leans over her.
They kiss.
The loner and the coolest girl in the school.
Together at last.