June 15, 2005

June 15, 2005

I was disappointed I didn't make it to best class. Lola's friends in the Guidance office said it's because I had a really low score in the math parts of the entrance test.

So, on the first day of the class, I decided to pick a chair along the second row and sit there. I waited for my first class. Our class adviser went in for a while, discussed a couple of things and then went out again. I didn't know what we were waiting for and I was a bit sleepy. I've always been sleepy back then. I stared outside and gazed at the sky. I couldn't remember what I was thinking about back then but, I remember that a few moments later, you walked in. You walked into our classroom along with your partner, you almost tripped when she paused along your way, probably hesitant to get into a class full of curious eyes. You nudged her and kept her walking, teasing her a bit. You held something in your hands but I can't remember what it was and, sadly, I can't remember some of the details either. But I know for a fact that, by walking into that class, you also walked into my life. I could never forget you from then on.

You were wearing your school uniform, your khaki pants a couple of shades lighter than those of my male classmates. You looked so fair you kind of dazzled my eyes. I didn't know your name, but I felt like I already knew you.

I'm old enough not to believe in love at first sight these days, it's just too banal for my taste, but each time I remember June 15, 2005, I couldn't help but wonder what it was that had drawn me to you.

And I keep asking myself, how can it be that, years later, the feeling would just come back to me, as though it was never even gone in the first place?