Why Aren't You Happy With Me?
Chapter One: Listening?
She was there again, staring at him weirdly again, sitting in the same place, all the time.
He was confused as usual, reading a certain book, sitting on a purple bench, all the time.
He never understood why this girl would come each day just to watch him with that weird face. Did she like him? Everytime he looked up at her, she blushed and quickly looked away, as like she wasn't paying attetion to him at all.
But she was, all the time, everyday.
He sighed quietly, he needed to at least speak with this strange female. He didn't want this process to happen forever, as it seemed. He remember when all of this happened two months ago...
*Flashback!*
Being at his favorite Book Store, he bought a great selling book and set off his own way, waving good-bye to the pink hedgehog who worked there. He found a purple bench near the store and sat down to start reading but then noticed a girl with dark chocolate brown long hair, dark brown eyes matching her fur and hair, wearing a light blue t-shirt, a green skirt, and purple boots. She looked up at him and blushed a deep red and looked quickly at the ground, making him confused.
He wanted to speak to her, but before he could she quickly got up and ran off. He was now more confused, who was this strange female? Would she return? He had so many questions that would may never be answered, but now he just had to calm down and read his book. To not worry about some random girl who just went off. He couldn't...right?
*End of Flashback!*
Boy, was he wrong. The next day he came here, she was also here. They both never spoke, just did the same things. He read as she stared, when he looked at her she blushed and looked away, after a half hour, they both left and after day and after day, it still happened.
He was curious on who this girl was and why she was interested with him. He wanted to know why she came here everyday just to see him, but never spoke a word. Was she deaf? She didn't seem like since shes usually aware of a lot of sounds as he noticed. Maybe she was shy or nervous? That could be but he would never know until he at least had one conversation with her. Just one simple little conversation, that's all.
But could he? Or will they both be silent to each other for the rest of their lives?
(Sorry for shortness for the first chapter but its a good start, eh?~
Anyways, I hoped you enjoyed this part and please rate and review!~ Thanks~)