Once she was out of view he stepped from behind the tree. As soon as she got up and walked away he was crushed. He had gone behind the tree incase she turned around, she wouldn't see the tears forming. She didn't even say goodbye.
He heard him ask her who his was. When she said "no one" He felt like his heart and been torn out. It only got worse when he saw her kiss him again. In the entire day the spent together, she had never once mentioned anyone named Sean or having a boyfriend. He felt betrayed by her omission of this very important fact. His heart ached for the girl he had known for only a few hours. But he had felt like he had known her for lifetimes. He was angry with himself for caring so much, for hurting, and for crying. He was a tough guy. They don't cry. He told himself that she was just another girl. She was nothing special. He barely met her. She was 'no one'.
He kept repeating those words all the way back to his house.
He tried to sleep, but he couldn't. Thoughts of her haunted his mind. He kept replaying the day trying to figure out if he read her wrong. She didn't say anything about a boyfriend, but he hadn't asked either. So he shouldn't be mad right? Plus he had a girlfriend. So he was just reading to much into it. He had a great day with a great girl and he came home in a better mood and actually had a good dinner with his parents. Chalk it up as a win. With those last thoughts he finally feel asleep.
He had gone to school the next day at peace with the situation. He knew she went there too and figured the connection he felt was probably a friendship or missing his girlfriend who had been away for most of the summer. After a few classes he saw her standing in the hall way leaning against a locker. He walked toward her and waved. She smiled and waved back. His heart fluttered again. He got to her and tried to look causal as he leaned against the locker next to her.
"So I was thinking about what you said to me about English and . . ."
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but do I know you?" She asked with a confused look on her face
"Um, I'm . . . you're the girl from my English class right, Kwan, 3rd period, right?" He covered quickly
"I think you have me confused with someone else, That's grade 10 English, I'm in grade 9. There is this girl in grade 10 that people are always confusing with me. Jessica Something or another." She smiled sweetly before looking past him.
"Sean, it took you forever to walk down that hallway, I waved at you like five minutes ago." She said teasing.
"Sorry, I was admiring you from afar and forgot how to walk." Sean said before kissing her.
Emma pulled back after a moment and looked over her shoulder.
"Hey good luck finding that girl." She said before grabbing Sean's hand and walking away.
He watched her walk away, crushed again. How could she not recognize him? How do you spend an entire day with someone and not know who they are the next day? He found the nearest bathroom and looked in the mirror. He did look different. The day before he had been dressed up some what nicer, he had a job interview that he missed because of her. He had been wearing nice khakis, a dress shirt and he had done his hair. It was complete contrast to the reflection in the mirror. He was wearing baggy jeans and a football jersey under his black jacket. His black hat was on backwards with sunglasses on his head. He knew that maybe the clothes were a change but his face, He had a little bit of stubble on his face, but it was the same as yesterday. His sadness started to turn to anger. His voice was the same. She just didn't want her boyfriend to know about me. That's when his plan began to form.
