Chapter 3
Gold would pay good money for this moment to never stop. Here she was, Miss Belle French sitting on the bench looking so adorable while reading. Gold had just wanted to approach her and plant a kiss on those red rosy cheeks. Gold had already thought of Belle as a pretty lady but now she's just the most beautiful woman in the world he ever laid eyes on. Given that he had already 2 failed relationships he should not be looking at any girl. He had learned his lesson. But it seemed like Belle French had just wanted to climb the wall that he had built around his heart when he accidentally bumped into her on the stairs. He had first seen up close and found that he loved how blue her eyes were. It was calming to look into her eyes. There was no judgment in there and it was relatively new for him. He is so used to people looking at him with anger and written judgment but he couldn't see it on Belle French. It was a relatively new experience for him. It was like the ocean, so blue and so peaceful. He had wanted to just stay there and get lost in her stare. Because with those blue loving eyes she had unconsciously broken a small part of the bricked wall he had built around his heart.
She was so captivating to look at. So focused in whatever she was reading while listening to whatever music that was playing on her earphones. Letting his imagination run, he imagined Belle waiting for him on this bench. And when he would arrive on this spot he would see her doing the exact thing she was doing now and Gold would surprise her with a kiss then they would drive home together. He would drop her off to her house and he would linger just for a while to see her wave goodbye and blow him a kiss. In the world that he has imagined, she was his girlfriend and he was his boyfriend. They were madly and deeply in love.
Gold shook his head. He had to get that thought out of his mind. Belle French the beautiful, kind-hearted, intelligent girl in her junior year or even when she gets older would never like him. Miss Belle French would never imagine that Gold and she were dating. But still he couldn't help to think and wish – no wishing are for gutless kids who just rely on luck and he had guts he was Robert Gold after all – believing this still he wished that even if Belle French will never be his partner in real life. Gold wished that she would at least be his partner for this upcoming prom.