~ Vincent ~
I was standing outside Emily's house as I was still embarrassed owing to the incident in the morning. Even though she seemed to forgive me, I just couldn't get over it.
Get over it, and knock the darned door!
I composed my demeanor and cleared my throat before knocking on the door.
After a minute, the door was opened by a little boy who I suppose is Emily's brother umm... Emil. Yeah, Emil.
Emily without a 'y'.
I suppressed the urge to smile at that.
I was glad that I started to feel normal again. Even though it was a painfully slow process.
"Who are you?" Emil narrowed his eyes at me suspiciously.
"I'm Vincent, Emil." He must have figured that if I knew his name, then I might be someone familiar to his family.
"Oh, okay, get in, dude." He muttered.
Dude? Kids these days.
"Where's Mrs.Heartwood?" I asked him.
"Oh mom, she got an important call and she left to the hospital, just a few minutes ago. Just your luck." He giggled.
I checked my watch and realised that I was a little early for the meeting.
"Oh. Do you know when she will return?" I asked as he settled himself on the sofa and popped M&M's into his mouth while watching some cartoon on the television.
He just shrugged. "Come and have a seat." He motioned me to the sofa, and I obliged.
"Where's Emily?" I asked him.
"Upstairs and how do you know her? Are you her friend?" He asked with more interest.
"Yeah, you can say that, I guess." I muttered.
"Hmm, Do you want M&M's?" He asked as he forwarded the bowl full of chocolate.
"No, thank you." I said. I used to love it before, but now, I don't crave it as much.
"Just have some. There's no problem that chocolate can't solve." He winked at me, "And also I don't usually share my food, so consider this a one-time opportunity and try it."
I chuckled. I really did.
I think I was starting to like this kid.
"I hope that this chocolate solves my problem." I tried some of it.
It was tasty. It brought back old memories when I used to go out with my parents and they bought me chocolates.
"You like it?" Emil asked hopefully.
"Yeah." I replied.
He smiled and narrowed his eyes at me as if examining me.
"Have I seen you before?" He rubbed his chin in deep thought.
"Yeah, even you seem familiar to me." I said, squinting my eyes at him for some recognition.
He kept thinking for a few more moments.
"Gotcha!" Emil exclaimed victoriously.
I looked at him with anticipation.
"You once bought me chocolate. I never forget people who buy me sweets." He said.
"When?" I seriously didn't remember.
I didn't have a very good memory power, and that stirred small arguments with Heather as I frequently forgot her birthday and even mine.
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Wish I Were Heather ✓
RomanceThe story revolves around Emily Heartwood, who is hopelessly in love with her classmate, Vincent Zaphyr. Only if it was just a crush. Talking about Vincent; he is not that typical popular guy. Not a sportsperson. He doesn't have any friends. Not a...