Our meetings continued for about a month, and she became my closest friend, despite the fact that I've only known her for about a month. But then again, she knows me better than the friends that I've known for many years.
Molly and Deema noticed that I was speaking a little more than in the past, and Gil and Goby were starting to give me a break with the jokes.
But the one thing that no one else knows is that I'm getting better. All of the thoughts were slowly diminishing, little by little. Each day that I'm with her, the thoughts seem to go away.
Perhaps the bridge is truly life changing, as she said it was.
But today, there was something odd about Oona that I just couldn't pick out.
She would avoid me at all costs. No eye contact. No talking. She wouldn't even walk near me.
I was starting to wonder if I did or said something wrong, since her behaviour was starting to bother. Somehow, no one else in our group noticed any change to Oona's behaviour. Or maybe it's because I know her so well.
Lunchtime was also odd. She seemed nervous around me, like as if I would hurt her. Her attitude was too confusing.
"Oona, what is wrong with you?" I asked, "You're acting so weird around me and it's honestly getting on my nerves."
Everyone turned to her and she started figideting.
"Well, you see. . . " she mumbled as she started turning bright red.
She gave out a sigh of frustration and ran out of the lunch room.
Molly and Deema ran after her and I shook my head in frustration.
"Aren't you gonna go after your girlfriend?" Gil asked.
"No. She needs time alone," I replied, not bothering to correct Gil.
The rest of the school day was quiet and awkward. We didn't speak much, nor did we even look at each other.
I was beginning to wonder if I should go to the bridge that night after the incident. It wouldn't make much sense to go, though. She probably won't talk. But then again, I made a promise to her. Might as well go.
That night, I went to bridge and was surprised to find Oona there.
She looked up at me alarmed, but then placed the notebook on the ground.
I shrugged my shoulders and picked it up. Looks like she still hasn't gotten over it.
As I wrote, she sat in the far corner curled up in a ball.
I shook my head as the silence went on. Perhaps she'll get over the incident after the meet.
I couldn't think of anything to write about. My mind was blank.
I looked around for a bit to find some sort of inspiration.
My eyes settled on Oona, who fell asleep. I began to sketch her.
Her hair fell on her face ever so perfectly. Her face was a warm rosy color, and she had small smile on her lips.
I wonder what she's dreaming about.
After I finished the sketch, I closed the journal and walked over to her.
I shook her gently and said, "Wake up. I'll walk you home."
She woke up instantly and said, "No! Please don't. I'll walk home by myself."
I pulled her up and looked her in the eyes.
"I'm not an idiot," I said sternly. Then, we started walking to her house.
When we got to her house, we said our awkward goodbyes and I turned to leave.
"Wait!" she called out.
I turned around and found her standing in front of me.
She looked up to me and placed her hands on my face. Then, she stood on her toes and kissed me.
I froze in my place, not knowing what to do or say.
When she pulled away, she quickly ran to her house, leaving me confused.
What just happened?
Clearly, you just got kissed Nonny! Hope you enjoyed that!