I…I guess I have a lot of things to say. But before I go into great detail, let me fill you in with a memory from the past. A memory that clings to the back of my mind and always comes back and reminds me of that time... It's amazing how one simple meeting, if you could even call it that, could change how I view the world, and change my entire life…
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It was a very cold day, snow covered the ground, and a breeze only added to the chill outside. Of course, I was lucky. I was inside my nice, warm house, and not a single flake of snow was going to get in there. I wasn't doing much, perhaps contemplating life, when my doorbell rang. My name is Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, and I have been told that I am one of the nicest people you could ever meet. With that being said, I always take care to answer the door every time someone is at it because that means that someone wants something with me, and I want to try to be polite.
So, I got up from my comfortable chair and went to my front door, though I was in no hurry. When I got to the door, I opened it slowly and peaked out of the glass to see who it was. I was rather surprised when I found two boys, probably older than they looked, both with chocolate brown hair and cheeks rosy from the cold. They both had a curl protruding from their hair, although their curls were on opposite sides.
Could they be siblings? They were probably twins… but I think it would be weird for me to ask them that out of the blue, I don't even know them!
…Anyways. One of the boys, the shorter of the two with lighter hair, fairer skin, and bright chestnut colored eyes, held a jar in his mitten-covered hands. I opened the door and greeted them both politely, though I, for some reason, could not take my eyes off the other boy, who was doing nothing in particular. He seemed rather stand-offish and shy. Well, shy didn't seem to be the right word.
"Hello, how can I help you two today?" I said, flashing them both a charming smile.
"Hi! We're going around a few neighborhoods collecting donations for those who are less fortunate than others this cold winter season! Would you be willing to donate some money into this jar~?" the cheery boy shook the jar and smiled back.
I couldn't believe how cute he was! So, I reached into my wallet and managed to donate a good $175 to them and their cause. Mr. Brown-eyes was ecstatic over the large amount of money, while his brother? eyed the jar, looked at me, and looked away again. There was something about him that just caught my eye. His skin was slightly darker than the other's, and so was his hair. His eyes were green, but if one looked close enough, they were hazel. There were so many emotions in those deep eyes of his too. Well, I guess I figured out something about him. He was quiet, but there was so much going on inside of him.
I want to get to know him….no! Not just him! His…err, 'brother'… too!
I didn't act on that. Once they got their money, Mr. Brown-eyes thanked me several times and they left. I waved to them and wished them a nice day. Things like this happen every day, right? But still, I am stuck on that boy…
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What is this feeling?
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I haven't felt like this in a long time…
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It's the first time I've ever seen him, and yet he makes my heart flutter in my chest…
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After that, I can remember how badly I wanted to slam the door shut and run to the phone. Get my phone and dial the number I've called too many times, talk to one of my best friends, Francis. Tell him how I had fallen in love with a boy I just saw. But I could just hear how he would respond, how comical it would be to him.
"..o-oh..is that s-so..kuhkuh…Mon amour, this is just sad~! "
I didn't want to be a fool in his eyes, well, any more of one than I already was.
And that was that.
Lalala. c: Thank you for reading, if you read this. I will update soon~