[01]

~Marina's Pov~

Let's get one thing straight, I don't believe in love at first sight.

According to Jakob, for boys it was more of Lust at first sight.

But I do believe in the law of attraction– you can't deny attraction, at least that's what I tell myself– and personally, I am attracted to charisma, that's one of the reasons I liked Jason. He was charismatic and knew how to keep a conversation interesting, his devilish tongue has wooed more than one third of the SLake girls population. 

Nevertheless I suppose my beliefs are the reason I am single and I stand to say I won't settle for less, I didn't wait sixteen years to give myself to a scumbag, if I am ever going to date in high school that guy has to worth me... Read that again. 

Then there's the one about star-crossed lovers, two innocent people who love each other deeply but at the end of everything their relationship is still doomed to fail just like Lancelot and Guinevere in King Arthur's mystical tale Round Table, Heathcliff and Catherine from Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights, and Lyla and Majnun from the classic love story Nizami Ganjavi.

Jakob says I have my head in too much fantasy, but I can't help but wonder...

I heard car honks from a distance, then I heard the sound of a vehicle driving closer, it was probably my mom, I thought to myself.

Right now I was home alone with Topaz, everyone else was basically at the back to school party grinding and making out shamelessly like the hormonal teenagers they were, these were some of the things that disgust me about people my age, uncontrolled sexual appetites, it's infuriating just thinking about it.

I heard loud music coming from outside and the sound of car doors opening and closing, made me realize it wasn't my mom, lucky for my stalker ish side, my bedroom window was facing the street, so I stood up from my bed while holding Topaz securely in my hands and went to peer out my window.

It was getting dark because the sun had already set, my scanning eyes landed on a 2019 red Jeep Wrangler, one of my dream cars. The car was parked directly opposite my home in front of a large detached house surrounded by a green grass garden and a cemented driveway.

A grown lady came out from the driver's seat... Probably a new family in the neighborhood?

The grown lady was followed by a teenage girl with brown wavy hair, a brunette, seemed a little younger than I am, probably fourteen, who didn't have the happiest expression on her face, her small hands were crossed against her chest as she reluctantly walked to the grown lady trying to open the boot of the car... Her mom maybe.

I mentally slapped myself for staring for such a long time, I drew my curtains back and fell back into my bed. I gently stroked Topaz fur then let her hop away, I felt idle, I wish I was given assignments, at least my life could have had a sense of purpose right now.

I overheard muffled arguments coming from outside and my curiosity got the best of me, I couldn't hear what they were saying because my window was locked, I didn't like leaving it open, so I just watched the drama, the grown lady seemed to be in a heated conversation with her daughter and someone else whom was blocked by the car from my view, while she raised the boot and brought bags and luggages out, the girl grabbed one of the bags and ran into the house in a fit of tears.

I cringed inwardly, maybe I shouldn't be doing this after all.

But I kept on anyway...

The lady closed the boot after taking all the bags out, she grabbed some herself and then headed inside the house, just one more travel bag was left on the driveway.

Eyaah end of a nice drama... I thought to myself.

Sue me for calling family drama a nice drama.

Before I could draw my curtains back to their original position again, a tall figure walked from the other side of the Jeep Wrangler.

My hands froze the curtains midway.

A boy in a black bomber jacket and blue jeans, somewhere around Jakob's height if not taller, who had a backpack swung over his shoulder, with his brown curly hair packed in a messy bun at the center of his head picked the last remaining travel bag up from the driveway.

I took some time to admire his hair, brown curly hair, how does a boy have that much hair, enough that he could pack it all together in a small bun??

Okay it definitely wasn't up to the Harry Styles standard but it was still good enough to admire.

I'd been lost in an admirers' reverie that I didn't realize he had dropped the travel bag back on the driveway, leaned on the vehicle and lighted a cigarette, I drew back in detest until I noticed his hardened facial features, although the bomber jacket hid his upper body, when his jaws clenched I noticed my self feeling attracted.

Then he looked my way.

Up my window...

At me.

He probably felt that prickle at the back of his neck that everyone feels when someone is staring at them.

Oops!

Hide motherfucker! My subconscious yelled at me.

I closed my curtains in a messy frantic haste that I almost brought it down completely, crouching down under my window as if even with the drawn curtains if I stood up he could still see me, I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

This is bad.

This is so bad.

Why the heck is my betraying heart beating a little faster?

I exhaled to calm myself, then I gathered my composure together. Standing up, I found myself looking out the window again.

But sadly, mystery boy had taken his leave, probably because he caught you staring, my subconscious suggested.

Wait... Why did I look outside again?

Probably to apologise to him for my awkward first impression.

Wait, what is wrong with my reasoning? Who cares about first impressions when I'm probably never seeing his handsome face again?

No... Tell me I didn't say it!!

Tell me I didn't just call that stranger, handsome!

Gritting my teeth in exasperation and groaning inwardly, I shoved the curtains back and flew on my bed.

But before I finally fell asleep, I found myself thinking about a tall brown curly haired boy with a basketballer build, staring in my direction.

I was already attracted to this stranger.

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A/N: *grins cockily*

That's the first chapter lovesss. Pls vote and leave a nice encouraging comment, also don't forget to share my story.

See you in chapter two.

TheShadyButterfly🦋.