A girl from my poly days

[boliaolor]

Having been a reader of many great stories posted here. I thought I’ll write a little something of my own. This is a story that is both imaginative, genuine, and mixed in with a rather fair amount of realities that I have experienced.

If you guys would like me to continue, do upz me a little or simply write in the comments section to show your interest.

Chapter 1
After my secondary school days, like many others, I innocently chose the polytechnic course that sounds favorable to me. Science was something that I was always good at that. However, it soon became apparent that I was utterly disinterested in the contents of biology, learning about the frame of the bacteria/virus and how they function. But what I did pay attention to was the frame of a girl in an opposite class.

In just the first week, the boys were raving about how cute, petite, and well-endowed Victoria (not her name) was and what they’ll do to her if they could get the chance. For me, I saw a little more than that. I saw a girl who was always wearing a hoodie jacket, occasionally wearing specs when she sits too far, and always just a little more tired than she needs to be. I was curious in getting to know her.

As for me, I was just a scrawny kid trying to survive in the new realities of poly life. Life wasn’t easy and I never had a relationship before. To think that I stood a chance with her was nothing more than an overweight hope. She seemed kinda popular with the boys, and mind you there were other taller, academically strong, fit, and good-looking guys in my batch. It was clear that I never stood a chance. But still, you can’t fault a man for having an eye candy.

But little did I know that since the day I laid my eyes on her, our paths have already begun to converge…

[Gegenpressing]

Very nice start TS, please continue

[crappytoot]

As people say youth is priceless. Nothing beats all the fun you have when you are young. Looking forward to the story!

[boliaolor]

Thanks for the interest guys.
To crappytoot: I believe we all have our own stories to share!

Chapter 2
It was the first month of poly life. And oh, how much I hated it. Waking up at 730am, only to snooze the alarm till 8am, Clark Kent myself out of the house (means change into my OOTD), and rush down to wait for the bus for a 1 hour ride to school. Thursday mornings was the best, because I get to have shared classes with Victoria. Lazy as I was, I found the strength to get up a little earlier just so I could save myself a spot closer to where she sits.

Overtime, this paid off. Don’t ask me how but I found myself seated next to her in lecture one day. *heart beats fast* A thousand thoughts raced through my mind as I conjure up a myriad of scenarios to spark a conversation without feeling like a creep. *Just say something, my mind whispered*

Lecturer: Alright class! Let’s take a 5 minute break. Only 5 mins and I want to see you guys back here by then.
Now’s my chance.
Me: Hey, I was wondering if I could borrow your notes? I think I missed a few points (omg, makes me cringe now that I think back, using the oldest trick in the book)
V: Oh, sure. Here you go.
Me: *Fake scribbles for awhile and hands it back* Thanks! You look kinda sniffy, would you like some tissue?
V: Oh no thank you, it’s the aircon, it’s always super cold in here.
Me: Ah, no wonder, I noticed that you always wear a hoodie in lecture.
V: You noticed?
Me: Yeah, just happen to notice. What’s your name by the way? I’m Chris.
V: I’m Victoria…

I can’t remember how, but by the end of that quick conversation I held a golden ticket (slip of paper) in my hand. It writes Victoria’s email address. It didn’t give me access to the Chocolate Factory, but it gave me access to chat with Victoria on MSN!

Later that night, I “nudged” her on MSN.

[surinami]

Good start bro. Hope to read more.

[Neoguri]

Originally Posted by crappytoot

As people say youth is priceless. Nothing beats all the fun you have when you are young. Looking forward to the story!

Agree, you are only young once.
I shouldn't had waiting till 42...

[firstprize8989]

Support nice story, thanks bro!

[Tactican]

Wah MSN lehh, i was still in primary school then....

[Orange22]

Nice story bro, please continue...

[BigDaddy30]

Nice story... Continue support

[boliaolor]

Chapter 3 | An apple a day...

The next few weeks whizzed by in a flash. We exchanged over a 100 messages a day over MSN, SMS, and Facebook with one another and soon found ourselves spending more time together. We found ourselves in the comfort of the library often after classes, catching up on tutorials but also getting to know one another better. She is one of three siblings and belonged to a well to do family. Despite that, she remained humble, easygoing, and was always a lovely character.

Everything was going great, and suddenly they weren’t. Within a few days, she grew cold towards me, replied one liners on MSN, and avoided me after class. I was stunned and a million thoughts ran through my head. Did I do something wrong? Why wouldn’t she talk to me? What really happened? Should I give her space?

In class, the voices of the lecturers were replaced with the self-accusations that echoed in the blank space of my mind. Perhaps I was pitied by the heavens, or maybe as a reward for my incessant thinking, I came to an answer. I realized that her parents were getting a divorce. I soon confirmed that this was true from a close friend of hers.

I know that she loves apples. Being a romantic and influenced by TV shows, I was somehow led to try doing this. After class, I stopped her in her tracks and said “I know that your parents are getting a divorce and you need time to yourself. So I’m going to give you an apple every day. If you accept the apple, I will know that you need more time. If you don’t accept the apple, I will understand that you don’t want to meet me anymore. When you are ready to talk to me again, give me back an apple. I passed her an apple the next day, having no idea how she would respond. There was a moment where our eyes met but she looked away, took the apple, said thanks and left. This happened for about 15 apples.

Eventually, my efforts paid off. One evening, I was in the library when a random apple dropped onto my desk. I looked up and saw Victoria standing in front of me with a shy smile on her face.

[gloryana]

Nice update bro, pls keep going...

[boliaolor]

Chapter 4 | Bite size

I was surprised. Yet at the same time, incredibly annoyed. You know how it's like when you're head over heels for someone in your youth. The desperate claws of hope, clutching unto thin air, hoping that you'll be relieved from the torment yet silently hoping for the person to return.

When I looked up and saw her, the emotional tug-of-war immediately ceased and my first thoughts were to jump up and hug her. But I played it cool and simply ate the apple without talking to her. Frankly speaking, I didn't know what to say. My emotions were raw and my heart was sprinting but my lips were tight.

She took a seat beside me and began to unload her bag. From the corner of my eye, I could see that she was observing me and I shifted my eyes away. Then she grabbed the apple out of my hands and took a bite. Annoyed, I snatched it back and took a bite. We repeated this. Somehow, we found a rhythm in taking our shots at the apple and little did I know this would eventually be our thing.

Me: Do you like the apple?
V: Nods*
Me: What about me?
V: Blushes and nods*

We spoke about what happened at home. She shared that the divorce is finalised and it is affecting her, but instead of being alone, she wanted to be with me. We spent the rest of the afternoon at the library sharing more about our lives and then I walked her to the sports hall for volleyball.

I knew she had a great figure. But remember, she was always wearing a jacket. That afternoon, she was unleashed in thr volleyball attire...

[LukKiew]

Welcome back bro, nice update

[EzioAssassin]

Nice story.