Highschool passion

CHAPTER 1 VOL1.

I sat sobbing due to the recent news of my mother's departure. My mother was my favorite parent, whenever my father would force things on me, my mother would support me so I was sad when my mother left. It felt like half of me had been taken away. 

To me, my mother was the best mother a person could have. She showered me with lots of love since I was her only child so right then being away from her felt like my whole world had been shattered into pieces. 

And yeah, I knew that she promised to come back soon but still, I couldn't help but cry. A day without her wouldn't feel complete. How would weeks and months feel?

 I tried calling Belinda my best friend but she wasn't picking up, so I decided to go out for a change of mood and as usual, whenever I was in this kind of state, I would go to my estate garden.

Whenever I saw the beautiful flowers there, the calm environment, and the warm breeze it always comforted me so I changed and went there.

Sitting on the bench in the garden and savoring this wonderful moment, I got a call from Belinda. 

"Belinda, why were you not picking up my calls?" My brows pulled together since this hardly happened. She was someone who you would call and you didn't even need to wait a second before you get answered. 

"Jessy, I wasn't with my phone, I'm so sorry I missed your call," She said

"Hmmm..." My lips parted in disbelief.

"I am serious, why won't I want to pick the best person in the world to call." She chuckled. "Anyways, where are you? I am already at your place."

"I am on my way, I just wanted to get fresh air from the garden."

"I can come to you." She volunteered.

"No need." I declined.

"Okay, see you soon,"

"I am hanging up," I told her and when I stood up, I began to work fast but I bumped into someone which made my heart skip a beat.

"Oh sorry," I said as I moved back but when I raised my head to see the person's face, I couldn't stop gazing at him, I was lost in his gaze.

He was on a screw neck sweater and selvage denim jeans- a sartorial which I  never guessed to look this good. His lips were curved in a smirk which made him look even better, like one of those runway models, and about his face- it was prepossessing.

He had an oval face with a slightly curved jawline, high cheekbones, and sharp contour. His hair was dark and disheveled, sharing the color of his eyes and his lips...oh, God! Let's not even go there.

'How can someone be so handsome?!'

His lips curved into a smile when he saw my reaction "You should be more careful," His pretty lips spoke and I opened my mouth to reply but nothing could come out.

My throat had ran dry but why wouldn't it?

The sight of this guy had gotten me. Sincerely, he got me and I could only hope that I wasn't gawking the way, I imagined myself to be doing so.

Calming my heartbeat, I nodded feigning a smile and simply walked past him. That was the best thing to do to calm my battered heart besides, I  couldn't stay all day gawking at him even if I wanted to.

On my way home. I kept recalling the images of his face in my head. How could a guy be so attractive and his eyes?.. It had one hell of an effect.

When I reached home, I went upstairs knowing that Belinda would be there. I got to my room and I met her sitting on my canopy bed typing with a smile on her face.

"What is making you smile so much?" I asked coltishly and tried to peep through her mobile phone as I sat beside her.

"Ooh, you are here; it's just Nelson." She stood up but her smile still stayed put as if what he was saying was too funny to be forgotten.

"Nelson???" I stressed my question for emphasis trying to rile her up. After finding out that they hooked up, It has become the best thing to tease her with.

"Cut it off, he is not my type" She frowned and I chuckled enjoying seeing that look on her face.

"What's he saying that's so funny?"

"Not much." She replied and before I could retort, she changed the topic.

 "What about your new school, when are you going to start?" She asked and the playful look I had dropped.

 Yeah, I almost forgot my dad also wants to change my school because of some mess that I had gotten into with Belinda. First, being caught practicing cyber-bulliying, then bullying/harassment.

But the truth is that, we were just defending ourselves. I wish he can just be as chilled as Beli parents and ignore it.

I have begged him severally but he always tells me that he has made up his mind and there is nothing I can do. He claims to be doing the proper thing every other father would do. Right thing my foot.

Gosh. I will miss my schoolmates a lot including Belinda because even if she lives close and visits often, we will not be as close as when we were in the same high school.

When Belinda noticed the change in my mood she put her right hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry, everything will be alright." She smiled cheerfully at me.

"Besides I have good news," Her smile widened.

"What?" I asked with a low voice. Thinking about leaving my school already made me sad. I felt very hurt about it.

"I am going to JK too." She yelled and I was stiff for a moment rendered shocked by her news but when her message sank better I jumped on her. I couldn't believe it! This was the best news! I couldn't have imagined that she would be coming too.

"Remember the promise. We're graduating from the same high school. Going to the same college," She said as we broke our embrace.

"And getting married on the same day," I complete her statement gigging and she smiles brightly.

"But...." She uttered with her smile fading.

"But what?" I asked agitatedly.

"I will be coming next semester," Her bright face faded and I felt my beating heart calm down. I thought it was bad news or she wanted to say just kidding.

"That's not bad as far as you can come I am fine." I tapped her cheeks and she nodded.

"I need to go, I have things to do." 

"Alright, bye," I said reluctantly and she gave me a big smile.

"We will see later."

 After Belinda left, I tried to study but I kept thinking about the hot guy that I had encountered earlier.

I had never seen him around here before so I wonder where he's from but I can't say though. He might be one of our neighbors. Since I am the from school-to-the-house type, knowing all our neighbors is surely impossible.