College wasn't as bad as i thought. It was difficult to make friends though! There was a cute guy wearing a polka dotted scarf, reading Hemingway's "A farewell to the arms". Classic! Thought me and him could be a pair so i used the good ol' method of dropping pen. I dropped it and disturbed the whole class. It was awkward when the new crush was laughing at you and whispering something to his bestie. But i was fine, no truly it wasn't as embarrassing as when the same jerk who pushed my baggage down the stairs, stuck a piece of paper written "FREAK!!" on it. And surprisingly i got to know that after half of the day passed.
It was the hot baker. I am such a sucker for pastry!! It became a tradition for me to go to the bakery to eat something just to consolidate myself and my pathetic life and give myself confidence that i can survive the other half of the day also.
With a piece of paper, stuck behind me i don't even know how or when, i went to the bakery right in front of my uni. Oh by the way, my uni was like right few blocks away from my dorm and it was great walking alone and inhaling the fresh air which was not that polluted. I stood in the queue and then my turn came. There was a guy standing to ask my order. I paused for a moment to process how beautiful his eyes and lips looked. His both eyes were perfect, round and dark brown in colour. But when the rays of sun reflected, they looked like the eighth wonder of the world.
"Hello?" He raised his brows and gave a wide smile. "What would you like to take?" He looked at me, analysed me from top to the bottom and murmured "nice shoes!!"
"Huh?" My eyes were about to bawl out of their place. I gulped and said " I would like to take a c-c-croissant". The day could've never get more embarrassing. Why was i even drooling over a 30-ish year old dude? And he could be even straight but I am just 20? Thinking was exhausting not unless it's 3 am and you are contemplating different ways to get kidnapped and make someone say "are you lost babyboi?" I mean fifty shades should feel ashamed at this point.
"Here's your order, college kid!" He was standing there in his red coloured and white bordered apron which was covering his athletic body and his tight t-shirt which was plain ash in colour. He was smiling at me like i was a dessert?
"Oh thank you so much!" I was handing over the money when our hands touched. Didn't feel like those electric running through my veins, as those fanfictions used to say. I felt numb and chills. As if it was cold already and i forgot to wear my trench coat in -30°.
"Hi, my name is Dylan. I work here and own some shops too" He holded my hand. I could see from my peripheral vision that there were no people standing behind me, seemed like a lucky day. I saw him forwarding his manly hands, looked like a wrestler's hands. I was about to move my hand but the realisation that we were different, our age, it stopped me.
"Boy, don't worry, not a pedophile here" and like that he made a joke about my anxiety around strangers. I moved my hand towards him and he grabbed it, he took a grip of it properly as if he didn't want to let me go.
With a little stutter and dry throat, looking right into his ocean blue eyes, i said "Hey, i'm Kyle. A student in the opposite college!" He gave me a wink and that brightened my whole day.
I wanted to run as fast as i could but didn't want to be mannerless. So, i took my croissant and turned as soon as i could. As i was about to get out of the bakery, i heard him say "Kyle" with the ring of the bell. It was soothing. I turned around and saw him approaching me quickly. I almost freaked out but i gathered myself and heard him say "you got a piece of paper stuck behind you!"
WHAT!??!! WHAT THE HELL- IT WAS OBVIOUSLY THE JERK AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW HIS NAME. As Dylan took off the paper, i snatched it from him and saw the words "FREAK" written on it. I looked at Dylan, he was feeling awkward, i could see it in his eyes so i ran away as if i was running for my life.