MY TEENAGE DAWN - POST(3)

                 

MY TEENAGE DAWN - SATWIK YELIKE

'MY TEENAGE DAWN' is a novella about Denn and his high school teenage crush Dawn.

POST 3 :(CONTINUED FROM POSTS 1 & 2)

As days passed, my feelings towards her strengthened gradually. Those 'eye-locking' moments continued to happen everytime. I never thought about the name of that feeling. I secured a good percentage in the first year but I couldn't beat her in studies anyway. 

I literally enjoyed that awesome feeling from those 'eye-locking' moments. As I told you, those used to happen ever time in the campus. As usual, we NEVER spoke to each other. Did I tell you? We weren't even allowed to use mobile phones.

That was the last month of my second(final) year of my intermediate. The fact that I never got a chance to talk to her was killing me from deep inside. I wanted to talk to her so badly. I tried in many different ways to approach her but each time I tried, there would be some other girls or the teachers which made the situations impossible for me. I didn't want anyone to know about all this stuff. My heart began to sink.

We wrote our final exams. It was the last day of my college(high school) which means that I would never be able to see her again. That thought had driven me sick. No farewell was officially organised the campus. Boys and girls were not allowed to talk to each other even on the last day of our college. The boys bid farewell and left the classrooms.

I wanted to talk to her so badly. I followed her in the campus but she had no clue that I was following her. I got to know that the girls would be leaving within ten minutes. Those could be the final ten minutes if I might never get a chance to see her again. I saw my Dawn coming out of a room and I started following her. The worst part was that her friends too joined her on her way. The problem was that I was not dare enough to talk to her infront of all those other people who were with her. They started to climb-down the steps. I still followed them expecting for a chance to talk to her. I felt so sad that I missed all the previous chances to talk to her and I totally missed this chance too. She was climbing down the stairs and I was at the top of the staircase still expecting her to look at me. I still don't know how it happened but then happened the last 'EYE LOCKING' moment. She looked at me, for the final time before leaving the college. I didn't understand how to react at that instant. She finally left the college in the college bus. So many questions blew my mind like, what might have been her thoughts at that point of time? what might have been her feelings? I couldn't think about anything but her.

The summer vacation had finally arrived and we went home as our intermediate education had come to an end. I was still feeling sad that I could not talk to her. I only had regrets. I still had those strong feelings towards her. I wanted to talk to her. But how? I neither had her mobile number nor I knew any details on how to approach her. 

That was the time when facebook was getting popular among all the youth. As soon as I got to know that many people were on facebook, I too signed up and created my account. Searching for her name was the first thing I did. After a full day of severe online struggle of hunting, I finally found her profile. I immediately sent her friend request. I messaged her saying just "Hey Dawn!! How are you?" I waited that whole day to know if she recognized me and if she accepted my friend request. 

The next day when I logged in, I found that she had seen my message. I was so happy that she had seen it but the saddest part was there was no reply nor the confirmation of friend request. I sent another message saying "Hey Dwan! This is Denn from high school. How are you?" I checked my inbox frequently to know if she had read that message. On the next day too, nothing new had happened. There wasn't any confirmation nor a reply but she had seen the message. It went to happen for two weeks. I was tired texting her and waiting for her response. I thought that she might not have recognized me.

(TO BE CONTINUED IN THE FOLLOWING POSTS...)

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