First Sight

All she wanted to do was sleep, after a long day, all she wanted to do was sleep in her own bed, covered in pillows and stuffed animals left from when she was a baby to keep her warm. But that had changed when all she focused on was his soft voice, how he was so caring, how handsome he was, just him. For a moment he was the only thing in the world with her. She didn’t know him as he didn’t know her, but the connection was real and strong as they bonded over everyone while trying to be so true to each other while being interesting. But she knew in that second with talking about the thing she most cared for, she didn’t have to pretend, he saw her. She had finally made a friend in less than one hour of walking home from the bus where he waited for her to make sure she got home safe. She felt safe. She felt safe for the first time in her life, she didn’t have to pretend, she didn’t have to care (although she cared a lot), she didn’t have to be someone else, all she had to be was herself. He made that so easy. No matter how nervous they both were, how she couldn’t speak and he couldn’t stop, how the connection was too powerful for either of them to realize what was going on, for them to stop. Stop still at the end of the roundabout, for him to go no further, for her to wonder why he stopped. Had she done something wrong? Then she realized she was nearly home and he respected her privacy, they didn’t know each other even though they felt like they knew each other for years. They stopped and so did their hearts. They said a friendly goodbye and parted there separate ways to where they knew they would see each other again.

Part 2

She was on the edge of her seat for the next week, really wanting to see his face again but didn't want to be so needy to the friend she had just gained. With no one to talk to about him, she waited. Walking around the neighbourhood hoping to bump into him on the street. With only a few deep conversations that any normal people getting to know each other would get bored over, they kept going. About the same in-depth things, from favourite movies to growing up, they couldn’t stop. It came to the next week and there he was again waiting at the bus stop as if scheduled. Trying to contain her excitement she picked up her heavy bags and stumbled to the front of the bus with her headphones in, thanked the bus driver, and got off the bus to him standing there with a smile on his face. She asks “Do you want to go on an adventure?” and that’s where it all begins.