'Remember death, so you never forget of the little time you have to do what you'll regret not doing'
-D.C. Aven.
My life wasn't outstandingly great. It was average. I've made many mistakes and I regret many things. Thus how I came up with the quote, but I'll tell you the story behind it. The time when my love was the difference between life and death.The time when for me, to live was to love.
It all started XX years ago.
I was in 8th-grade math class, and our teacher at the time gave us a pop quiz. Talk about the worst way to start the year. I wasn't brilliant in maths at the time, so when I tell you it was tough, I'm not exaggerating. I was so glad that I was done with the damned test, so in a hurry I ran to the teacher's desk, ready to slam my sheet on the desk at the given moment.
'Miss I'm-
'Done' said someone right next to me as she slammed her paper on the desk too. She looked stressed too.
'Paper did a toll on ya too, I'm assuming?'
'Yes, it was quite difficult. I mean, who sets up a pop quiz at the start of the year?!'
'That's what I was thinking too.'
I don't think anyone else in the room felt the same way, I could tell from the way they looked at us. The girl reached her hand out to me.
'Rebecca Shelman, and you are?'
'Mrs. Shelman and Mr.Aven, could you please get back to your seats?'
Without hesitation, we headed back to our seats, in fear. I get that the others were busy but damn that teacher. She interrupted my Rosé intro. It's when I introduce myself with a deep voice, and sophisticated vocabulary and do everything like a gentleman from old Victorian times ( and yes it includes the hand kiss). The Rosé intro has charmed many ladies without fail, and now this hag has gotten in the middle of it all? Talk about crazy.
I still had a chance to make a good first impression though. I noticed that she stood at the opposite end of the class from me, so I did the only thing I could do. I proceeded with my arc shot (a move where I shoot a piece of paper with a rubber band upward to deliver notes). It's a move that requires extreme accuracy and knowledge of everyone's exact placement in the classroom. It was risky because I was new to the classroom and if in the wrong hands, things might've turned out embarrassing.
3...2..1... Go!
I was scared to look, but I had to know. By sheer luck, it landed on her seat, and as soon as she saw it, she opened it. She looked back at me with a faint smile.
'Nice to meet you, Agent.' she mouthed as she showed me the note.
It said 'The name is Aven... Darren Aven' with a picture of a man in a suit holding a rose with glistening stars surrounding him. I must say that my artistic skills are amazing. The guy even looked better than me.
And thus was the beginning of a devastatingly huge... crush on Rebecca.
But most of my time with her was filler, so let's go forward a bit more...
...to get to the real story.