I Want to Feel Loved
AN: Warning-Some dates have been changed to fit the story.
October 5, 1995
It was four days until my 15th birthday but, I wasn't expecting much this year. A few years ago my so called father left me and my mother.
My mom is a paranoid schizophrenic sometimes she doesn't even remember her own name or that she has a son.
I came to the park to get away from it for a while and play chess. I was always alone at the park that was because I am not good at any sports. I just sat here and played here all by himself that was until today.
My name is Isabella Valastro and I'm 14 years old.
I have black hair and green eyes and I'm 5'9.
I love to play sports and today I came with my younger brother to the park to teach how to play basketball. He wasn't tall so the ball keep going everywhere but the net. He tried to jump high to get the ball to the net but yet again the ball flew elsewhere.
It hit this awkward looking kid that was a couple feet away playing chess by himself and it knocks over the playing board.
I walk over to him to retrieve the ball. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for the ball to knock over the board."
"It's ok I know you didn't mean to." He said to always looking down.
"Hey what's your name?" I ask him.
"…S-ssspencer, Spencer Reid." He stuttered out.
"My name is Isabella Valastro. I see you like to play chess." I said. He nodded his head.
"Mind if I play with you? " "N-nnno it'sss Okay."
She threw the ball back to her brother and told him to keep trying.
She sat down in front of me to play. When we started I wasn't sure if she knew how to play but as we keep the game going I noticed she wasn't all that bad, she knew her way around the board. We sat there for about 1hour and played.
She looked at her watch and said" I have to go. Are you coming tomorrow?"
I sadly shake my head "No. I have to go back to school"
"School? It's summer"
"I'm a college student" I say but it's barely a whisper.
"College student? You look like you are barely fifteen years old "
" I turn fifteen in four days actually "
"Wow what are you a genius or something? "
I snicker a little and look at her through my eye lashes. "I am a genius with an IQ of 187 and an eidetic memory. I can also read 20,000 words per minute. "
She just looked at wide eyed and I look back down at the board. " Well then it was nice meeting Spencer Reid bye"
She waves at me and I wave back. I hope I would be able to see her again but I know the likely hood of that happen is slim. I get up and start to walk home thinking about her and how I wish I knew her better.