Chapter 3 3

(Sweet Kiss from a Stranger)

AMBER.

"Umm... it's it's... don't get me wrong. I didn't mean I like you in an erm lewd manner or anything. What I'm trying to say is, I just like you. I know it sounds weird and crazy but I'm...as you know we're both strangers and possibly might never cross paths again, but instead of returning home and brooding over a one-sided love that will only hurt and leave me hopeless I just thought I should tell you about it now, not to hook up with you or anything just.... just to get it off my mind and forget about it very soon so.... can you not look at me like some creep, okay?" I look down at my fingers regretting the bold step I took just a minute ago by telling him, I like him.

I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have said anything. He must think I'm some kind of weirdo. He must think I'm some kind of a creature raised in the weirdest part of the world. Most importantly, he must think I'm some nerdy delusional moron, with an IQ of a ten-year-old.

He must think I'm a_

"Wow! That's the weirdest confession I've ever received "

"Yeah from an ugly-looking weird nerd," I mumbled feeling bad for myself.

"What makes you think that?" He asked.

"Cause that's just the truth... you must be feeling like shit hearing from someone like me liking you " I mumbled still.

"What's wrong with someone like you liking me? I think it's cute" He said and the volcano in me burst. I look up at him with a blushed face, and he smiles touching my reddened cheek.

"...and brave too...I think it'd be fun if we do meet again I kinda like your guts" He finished with a beautiful smile.

Well, I just think I made the biggest achievement of my life today.

He likes me!

He f*CKING likes me!

I wanted to believe but no silly, he likes your guts not you.

We both stop there in awkward silence, me melting with his palm still on my burning cheek.

I wonder what he's thinking, that made him go silent all of a sudden. His pupils kept dilating and he wouldn't stop pressing his lips.

He seems to be contemplating something and that something seems to be ME as he wouldn't stop and stop staring at me like a ready-made meal.

Oh, LORD!! I'M DYING OVER HERE!!

"Hey, do you mind if I do something more crazier?" He suddenly leans closer which made me lose my sense of reasoning. Anything that happens further...is certainly not in my jurisdiction anymore.

"Wh...at?" I shuttered and the moment I said that, everything went bleak.

His soft lips pressed against mine and my whole being collapsed.

This time, not only my sense of reasoning did I lose but my breath seems to seize also. I could feel my whole system curling up within me and my heart beating in my throat. The world became so silent and the only the I could hear was the erratic beats of my heart.

Is this what those people who kiss in the movies feel?

Was this how intoxicating it is?

But the world must have been against me or just my antagonistic grandfather. The kiss was cut short when we heard the loud blaring of the van. Stranger removed his lips from mine making my lips turn cold immediately I bit my lower lip looking anywhere except his face with my face heated up.

No doubt. It must have been red as a tomato.

"It was nice meeting you stranger...and it'd be fun meeting you again," He said and I nodded.

"Have a safe trip" He stepped back with a smile not leaving his face as step-grandfather started the engine.

"Bye stranger" I managed to say and the van started taking off.

I really can't believe all that drama just happened to me the most boring girl on earth.

The most unwanted trip to your step-grandparents could be one of the most amazing and interesting ones at that. Mom, Step Dad thank you for forcing me on this trip.

I just had one of the happiest experiences of my life.

I'm sure I'm creepy with the way I'm grinning right now but who cares? Looking back through the window, I could find the hot stranger still looking at me as the even as van moved farther and farther and I couldn't help my face flushing again.

Gosh! I'm practically a tomato now. I turned to my front when he was finally out of sight and smiled to myself.

"A kiss from a stranger isn't so bad after all..." I muttered silently.

DAYS LATER.

Days passed, and school resumed so as other stressful activities I got busy with studies and other things, especially thinking about the sweet kiss I shared with the stranger back at my grandparents'.

It's weird, I should have stopped thinking about it already, but I just can't help it. I couldn't stop myself. I wasn't being me anymore. Every night before I go to bed I think about the stranger and the kiss, the next morning when I wake it's also the first thing I think about.

Lately, I even get delusional seeing the stranger around the school. Just how much disadvantageous it could get.

I needed to stop. I wanted to stop but how can I, when it just comes naturally to me? Right now, I can't believe all I'm thinking about...is the sweet stranger. Maybe I shouldn't have just confessed anything to him.

Maybe I would be my normal self right now and not some stuck-up delusional weirdo.

"Ugh! Even now...I miss him!"

"Cut it out Amb...I'm getting tired of your shit already" Kayla, my best friend said kicking my butt.

Oh, my bad. Didn't know I said that out.

Yeah, you're right, I told her about everything. Between Kayla and I, there's no such thing as secrets. Our friendship is deeper than anything can cut through. We're practically sisters.

Even though she is in every way richer, classier, and sexier than I am, that doesn't stop our friendship.

Kayla has always got guys at her beck and call. She has been in many relationships which don't last more than a month or weeks. She's quite popular around the campus and guys are dying to date her. While I, well, had only one boyfriend so far, our relationship ended in turns. That is a story for another day. Speaking about Kayla, she just got a new boyfriend over the summer and she wouldn't stop bragging about how hot, sexy, and handsome he is. Well, who cares? My stranger is hot, sexy, charming, and handsome too. And to top it off, he's a good kisser, our kiss may be short and more like a peck on the lips but I'm sure, he would do great when given the opportunity it's just we didn't have much time to make realities. Okay, enough about me. Let's go back to Kayla.

Initially, I thought her so-called boyfriend wouldn't last a week or two as she only dates men for fun, he must be one of her flings but the opposite seems to be the case Kayla has never been with a guy for more than three weeks. A month is the latest but this one is over a month and they're still together. Which only means she must like him and I'm yet to meet the guy who makes my friend so crazily in love.