chapter 3

on my way home, I couldn't help but keep thinking about this guy. This mysterious guy I had named Min. Yes I listened to Kyler's stories as we walked down to the taxi park and responded at times but my whole mind was busy making stories about Min and remembering all he told me about himself.. he had three siblings, one sister, making the other two brothers.. he was the second born, then that bracelet on his hand, he got it from Kenya.. he said he loves traveling too... and I went on and on, remembering every bit about him without missing a bit.

I was happy and hyped I don't know if Kyler could connect the dots that my happiness was catalysed but I guess he didn't. I waited for him to comment about the guy that sat next to me and we laughed that whole time but he didn't. Maybe he just didn't mind ...or worse that the four months I spent home changed him a bit because the Kyler I knew before I had stopped schooling would have had pictures of us already... Maybe he grew or worse he changed... I wanted him to ask me about him and maybe note the fact that I have liked him already but he didn't. I missed my old Kyler.

Usually when I go home I am always tired and I usually just have supper do some little work or none then I sleep. This time round, I had the energy to do all the chores at home because somehow I didn't want to be asleep when he texts me.... I cleaned the house all that time smiling and singing my mood was at it's maximum. I wanted everything clean before I could sit and talk to my sweet guy. Oh wait, did I just call him my guy... noooo the guy I like probably my friend... ya! that's better....

I swept and mopped and cleaned and took a shower and had supper all that time checking my phone every after five minutes for a text from Min. I didn't want to keep him waiting. Something in my heart wanted to push this already and I was happy that it felt right. But well, there was no text from him yet and I just felt like maybe he forgot. I was sad.

My sisters had come back home and I just sat with them while discussing some random stuff like I was interested. I kept checking my phone at every beep but in vain. On Normal terms, I would be asleep by now or at least in my room on my own but I wanted to keep awake. I wanted that magic of the first message to find me awake. I wanted to feel my heartbeat fasten and all those things that come around with a first message. I also wanted to reply him as soon as possible so that we can enjoy the moment. Wait, we?? I mean I .. maybe...

Then at exactly 22:35 his message flew in... and I felt the magic.. my heart raced and I rejoiced the five hour long wait had come to an end with

'Hey Marylee It's Dominic'

I picked up my phone on an instinct and told my sisters goodnight... I was done pretending that I was interested in everything we were talking about. something more interesting had just come in making all of them invisible. I closed my bedroom door behind me and rushed to my bed to reply my first message from Min.