4 An Enemy on the narrow road

The day was as usual but unlike yesterday, I concentrated on my lecture. During the break, I saw him eating my lunch box. I got a sense of accomplishment and as my eyes met his, he showed me a spoonful of food and ate it. I smiled to myself and just as my turned my head Jessie was glaring at me. I avoided her and started eating my box. But I am quite nervous to what might happen if I continue to ignore her. I felt a little bit tired in the afternoon. What should I do now?

As I was walking along the road, I passed through the same football ground. I've decided now, I'll come here tomorrow to play here for sure. I need to sweat my worries out. Hmm? Someone is playing with the kids today. He looks like Ken. What about looking like Ken, of course he is, no wonder. So he also plays football. We do have something in common. I watched them playing for sometime. I feel anyone who watches children playing so enthusiastically will have all their worries wiped away. It was so pleasant to watch. Among those kids, he also looked like one of them. So adorable. I walked slowly so I could watch them play little longer. It was as if I was filled with life do much that I even enjoyed doing my works after reaching home. I prepared a meal for him unconsciously. It's as if he barged into my life and made me conscious of his existence. Today I have lot of free time so I started searching more matter for my notes.

I heard a door knock. Immediately I saw the time. It's already 8:30pm. I didn’t even notice it. I opened the door only to see him in his sportswear. Wow! He looks so cool. I was just staring at him and didn't notice him speaking to me until he started waving his hands right infront my face. I just swapped into reality. He asked me again "Shall I come in or are you planning to feed me here?" I just moved aside and watched him as he went in. It took me a few seconds to calm down and go inside. Dangerous. Too dangerous.

He was reading my books. I went and sat across him. He said while reading "So you prepare your notes. Interesting! How about you share your notes with me?" Looks like I am kimd of used to seeing him in my room already. He continued "What’s today for dinner?" I wonder if he intends to eat everyday in my house. As if he guessed my puzzled face, he suggested "Let's take turns in cooking for 6 days in a week." "Then I asked what about Sunday?" I questioned. He said "It could be interesting to cook together."

Hold on a minute! I don’t understand how we came to the conclusion of making meals together. Never mind, with this i get to see him everyday without making excuses. But why do i have to see him? I wonder what should i say? May be i now got used to him now that we became friends. That must be it. I always feel contended to see him eat. Such a long day. I made a friend and an enemy by this third day. But i must agree that its exciting to live in a metro city.

I woke up early the next day. I have decided to play for a while in the near-by ground. Finally i can be myself i just brushed, dressed myself in a hoddie. To conceal my identity, I even wore a mask. Why you ask? It is definitely needed because I don’t want anyone to know that I play football. Its very unusual for girl’s to play. Because I came from a town, I used to play with the boys in my childhood and then played on my own. I really want to polish my skills but there was no chance. For now I wish I can at least play for a while quietly.

The playground was empty, ofcourse, it's just 5:30 in the morning. May be someone may pass by in a while for jogging but no worries, no one knows me. I am quite happy. I just played on my own, trying to goal from all the angles. I haven’t enjoyed like this in a while. I am sweating quite a bit, i really want to remove the hoodie and mask. It’s suffocating. May be I still haven't recovered. I turned around to see if anyone was there. "Oh no! Someone is there by the pole." I grabbed the ball and started running. “Hey” someone called out to me. Who might it be? I turned in anticipation. Oh my God! Ken! Why is he here? I have to run. Then immediately he asked “Who are you?” Oh! I am relieved that he didn’t recognise me. But I wonder why did he stop me. He asked me "Play a with me." What? But I didn’t speak out because he might recognise my voice. I just tried to speak in a different voice and said firmly. "No." As i was walking away. He said "I liked seeing you play. You were different." Oh! Is he complementing me? But what should i do? Unable to answer him anything I ran away. But I am worried if I left a bad impression.

I got ready for college as fast as I can and hurried out. He was waiting for me again. I felt a little bit happy. But he doesn’t know that it was me that he met this morning. I sat quietly. He started talking about the girl he met this morning he said that she was quite amazing while playing football. But he wished he could play with her. It was quite amusing to hear about me from him. But I must say that I was quite happy to see him disappointed.

Today something is different, i feel like something bad might happen. I just opened the locker, to find my premonition true. Someone painted “Die!” inside my locker. It just give me chills to see this. I immediately closed the locker. What should i do? I have no one to conside in. I feel like crying. If i consult Ken, it will only worsen the situation. As tears are welling up in my eyes, I saw Jess passing by and she was smirking. All her followers are laughing at me. It was her who did it. Why is she like this with me? I have to be strong. I wiped my tears and went into the class. Now, i have decided, i will not let these things bother me. I came here to be independent and achieve something. Something minor will not stop me.