Chapter
8
I was scribbling frantically, yet with glaring confidence.
I knew this paper was a complete walkover. These were the rare
times when you know deep inside your heart that you could do all
the questions with decent answers and mind you, I do not have the
academic brains, so such phenomenon does not really happen to me
very often.
I tucked my favorite pen into my shirt pocket cautiously, as if it
would damage my shirt material. Then, I raised my right hand and
alerted one lady invigilator to hand in my examination paper. I had
all the time in the world, but anxious was constantly shrouding me
today is my official date with Snowy. I felt this immerse urge to
leave as soon as possible, in preparation for my first date. I
cant wait for everyone to finish as the entire bunch of people
would pack the bus to its brim and I may be squeezed out, waiting
endlessly for my bus.
I was the first to finish and left the room feeling completely
awesome. Made a quick sneak into the gents and styled my hair
meticulously. Adjusted the collar, flatted the shirt and lowered my
Levis jeans a little to give that baggy feel. Every impression
counts and I have to make sure it does or there may not be a second
date.
Without wasting too much time, I hurried my feet to the bus
stop.
We agreed to meet at Takashimaya as she needed to get some books
from Kinokuniya. As it is probably the heart of Orchard, we could
also decide where we want to have our dinner.
The bus-changed-MRT ride down to Takashimaya was pretty uneventful
and before I knew it, I was there
waiting placidly at third level,
eagle-eyeing onto level one the location we agreed to meet. I
have my reason for positioning myself at higher grounds; so that I
could admire her beauty from afar momentarily before meeting her
directly. And
that was definitely a better view to check out the
other town babes strolling beneath me as well. Hiak!
As I was having my share of eye candy, something interesting caught
my eyes - it was a petite girl, whose familiar back was facing me.
One tall-freak, guy, was standing directly in front of her and
acted as though he was seeking for her
forgiveness-kind-of-melodramatic behavior, with the girl completely
unmoved by it. Folded arms and tilted head, the lady displayed
strong resisting body language. The scene attracted quite a few
curious bystanders and from what he was doing, nothing seemed to be
working.
Then, the girl made a complete turnabout; it was Snowy.
WHAT?
Snowy appeared to initiate a walk away, but her attempt was
faltered as the man caught her left hand. Then, Snowy aggressively
shook off his hand and ran. The man gave a short chase, before
resigning to fate. He must have thought that somehow, it was futile
even if he caught up with her. And then, more curious bystanders
gathered, observing their tiff exchange.
Gawd! What was going on? I hoped she wont tell me that the date is
canceled
NoooooOOooOooo!
Who is this guy? What does he wants? Why did she ran away?
I could see doubts and confusion ballooning from my befuddled mind.
I hastily check my watch, it was at least forty-five minutes prior
before our date. So that means I have a fighting chance to see
whether my date would continue.
My mobile phone beeped.
Sorry, will be late. Mind if I meet you one hour later?
(To be continued...)
