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6 Things
About You, Allen

    

              

         

          First, Allen.

          How do we met ? — or let’s just say how do i met you. when i was 9 i bike on the street of Spring Field Village, It was about December on Christmas eve. So every house has decorate a Christmas tree, there all looks wonderful —- but around the corner, 2 blocks away from the Spring Field Park. there is a locate of an old house.
No decoration of a Christmas tree. No any light on. a fence covered by snow and the ground turn to white. I let my feet on to the ground of the street to slow down my ride face up to the second floor of the house with wondering like a curious child, The curtain move and the boy appear behind the window. He was looking at me, At the moment i drown myself to wondering. Who is that boy ?, Who he live with ?, Why his house didn't take any decorate a Christmas tree?, And i have so many questions in my mind.
          I, — A girl — I move my hand to say hello to the stranger boy but he didn't move at all it just like he is an statue. I staring at him for a while and then i got a little scare so i start to bike far far away from that house with a wondering.
          Who is that boy ?

          Second.
          When i was in 9th grade, I has fight with my first boyfriend. He is Max Beahardy. I remembered he unfaithful to me, i caught him that he date with another girl and i know she was an cheerleader,  That’s why i hate cheerleaders.
          So we broke up in that day.
          In that evening, I came to The Spring Field Park maybe i just don’t want to go home yet or maybe i just don’t know where i really want to go. I sat on a swing alone and the weather became colder, Chain of a swing too cold so i can’t hold it for long time — when the cold wind blowing i start to cry. Even nobody around but still, I move my hands to cover my face —- to cover my tears.
          “ Crying ? ” Said the boy
          I heard the voice so i turn my face up, He look like the same age to me, standing in front of my eyes. He wearing a black sweater and his pants even his shoes or his gloves — every clothes of him were black. His hair was blonde almost white — I'm not for sure about the colors because the light of evening sun turn his hair to the orange pink sometimes.
          “ Who are you ? ” I ask
          “ Just around. ” You told me that, Allen.
          I move my hands to wipe my tears away and i stop crying immediately because of you, Allen. You interrupt my crying. you sit on the swing next to me so i turn my face to you, Stranger Boy. when i look at you i saw your eyes, it was grey and sort of orange by the sunlight.
          “ Cold, isn't it? ”
          “ A bit ” i said.
          “ Do you want to play a swing ? ”
          You, A stranger boy. ask me if i want to play — i never know who you are, we never met before, Allen. i mean in that moment and you didn't even ask me why I'm crying or did something bad happened to me. You just talking without asking me about my name.
          So i nod, and then you standing up and take your gloves off before hand it to me.
          “ Take it, the chain is too cold. ” You said.
          I take your gloves, it’s so warm i guess because of your hands fit in it for so long. I put my hands in to it — that’s makes me feel so warm around my hands,
          Wondering before i grab the chains.
          You move yourself behind me and put your warm hands on my shoulders for a second you push me away slowly — i feel like I'm flying with the wind blowing in to my hair like I’m floating in the empty air and when i below down you always be there to take me with your both hands and push me gently again and again.
          The story of that day just end like this.
          We hardly talk. When the sun was gone we just home by ourself.
          And i don’t — even know your name, Allen.






          Third.
          A prom, A big trouble of high school life. Yeah --- Life --- School --- Love, So many trouble things that hard to understand. When i was in 11th grade i got asked to prom night by Kevin Connor, Wow --- Right ?
          Kevin is a hot guy --- really hot guy and i knew so many girls have a little affectionate with him. Yeah a question is why a HOT GUY like Kevin Corner decide to asking me to go to prom night with him ? --- Absolutely not that I'm a hot girl, Because I'm not.
          In the prom night, Kevin came to my house he knock the door and i open it for a handsome guy. He holding a pink rose corsage in his hand --- it's so beautiful. I smiled and he take my hand to wear a lovely pink rose corsage on my wrist and i think it suit with me and exactly match with my dress. I welcome him into my house, My mom standing in front of the kitchen room, she smiled for me and Kevin --- And Wow, Kevin got a skills with talking. He so gentle and my parents love to talk with him.
          Everything so perfect.
          I put him a white flower on his chest and then we go to the prom night together.
          when we arrived at prom, We walk through the door together. I can feel the eyes of jealousy and curiosity. I know they would have a question in their mind that how and why i came with Kevin Corner. And i didn't blame any of them, Because even me still have a curious why he decided to take me.
          Until the hell of truth was released. When we dancing on the floor Kevin got a little drunk i guess he really drunk a bit. He tried to grab my butt so many times and i push his hand away not to panic. No any voices out. We keep dancing like nothing happened until he treated me so gently for a while when we dancing and he tried to kiss me, I know it's a bit too weird but i let him.
          So we kissed.
         After kissed he move out a little and started to laughing. at first i don't understand at all --- but not for so long he kiss me to my cheek and then he said
          " Thanks cutie "
          I saw he walk out of the danc floor and he just leave me with the the damn floor ALON! everybody was dancing but I'm alone i feel alone!. He walk to his friends and one of them handed him a 3o dollars that's what i get that's what the damn thing was happened. after Kevin got a 30 dollars all of his friends turn to look at me and they just laughing and laughing again.
          It was so clear now why he try to get me. Because my kiss cost for 30 dollars!
          You're such a jerk! Kevin Corner.

          I turn my face to the door in that moment the announcement on stage was beginning

          " It is time to announce this year's prom king and queen, who do you think will be the lucky couple? "

OH MY! —- x it about prom king and queen, I don’t give a x!. I turn to the door and take a step out of the dance floor tried to hold on my tears because i don’t want to cry like this, Not for that jerk.

“ And the prom king is! —- Allen Paul Kaisen ”

The announcement so loud and clear, I turn my face back to the stage with wondering, Allen? You never show up at any party and never show up at prom night before since you has studying in this high school you never show up at any place except in the class and cafeteria a bit of library and hardly to see you around the hallway. so i have no idea why you were here, Allen.

You appear on the stage with your pretty face and take a microphone from announcer, Holding a winning cup of prom king in another hand. and then you said.

“ Thank you so much — ”

You been in silence for awhile and look around at people on the ground

“ Wow —- Prom — Kings and Prom. ” You said and turn to look at the winning cup in your hand.

“ Hmm … I guess i have to say something, Right? — So — Let’s enjoy the party everyone include someone who think it’s not fun at all. ”

You said and handed your winning cup up then a noise of laugh and eclat began surround. In that moment i caught your eyes, you looking at me and i have no idea why, Maybe it just some Incidentally. I take a step out of the danc floor again and walk thorough the door but i can hear the name of Queen, It’s was Jessica — a cheerleader and my ex enemy. This is a goddamn prom almost everything completely damn.

          Except one.

You, Allen.

After i walk out of the party and headed to the street thinking about 30 dollars and Cheerleader and Kevin Connor and Max Beahardy — they were jerk, all of them.

I can't help but mad at them. for 30 dollars that i never get even I'm the one who was in a damn plan i think at least i should get for a 15 dollars for perfectly completed this damn,  for Jessica a pretty girl who take my boy friend when i was in 9th grade and to day she got a winning of prom queen while i'm got in a x situation, for Kevin Connor who give a little x to me in the prom night because i got another invited from another guy but i decided to take Kevin Connor's that's a hell wrong choice, and for Max Beahardy a bullxs.

“ Hey! ” The voiced then i turn back

“ Good dressed. ” You said.

I keep looking in your eyes it was so mysterious gray. I don’t know why you were here you should dancing on the floor with your date maybe she was Jessica, No Jesus i don’t know who you dating with, Allen.

“ Thanks, and you — always black. ” I said, even your prom suit still were black.

“ What you think ? ”

“ It suits you ”

I can’t imagine that you wear a colourful like Yellow or Red or any colour else. you always black all the time.

“ You're about to leave ? ”

“ I guess so, Congratulations. ” I said and nod to your winning cup in your hand.

“ Prom king — I really don't understand but it’s alright. ” You said while you staring at the winning cup in your hand it made of plastic and i think it hard to understand why everyone need to be own it and about prom and dancing or why we need to date with someone in a prom night.

“ Is it okay if the king came out like this ? ” I asked

“ It’s alright, No one notice that i came out ”

“ What about your date? ”

After my question you smiled and laughed, your smile always was in mysterious ways, Allen.

“ I don’t have any date —- I’m alone, you know ? ”

“ Prom Alone ? ”

I make sure that i hard the correct sentence. and i can’t stop to staring at you, Allen. You always difference and sometime wired you have a good looking you're mysterious guy but yeah a handsome one. You got a winner of prom king at the first time you show up there even you never show up before, but jesus —- a prom king didn’t have any dance with a girl?

“ Yeah — Umm —- i guess i’ll looking for someone — Around. ” You said with a mysterious smiled.

And then — i don’t know How,

          In that night i realised i was dancing with prom king in the prom night. on your chest have no any flowers and my wrist have no any lovely pink rose corsage anymore.

It was like a dream — a very good dream, Allen.

               Fourth.

               After prom night we hardly talk. We met at the school but we just smiled to each other from far away. I still with my friends at the cafeteria while you with your friends. At the cafeteria sometimes i looking for you then i realised i’m the only one who looking for ex date prom. Is that makes me disappointed in ? I'm not for sure, Allen.

Until school holidays came, you and the memories of prom night and everything was fades away.

One day in the evening i walk my home after back from the theater, on my way home at the spring field road around the corner and 2 blocks away from the Spring Field Park — it was in a late evening so aroud the street get dark and some of the lamps turned on, I stopped in front of the old house staring at the window on second floor thinking about stranger boy that i ever met. and then again the curtain move --- you appear behind the window but in this day haven’t snowing and you was a teenager boy not a stranger little boy anymore.

I have no idea you saw me or not and i haven’t move my hand to say hello at all, I just standing and staring at you for a second before i leaved, No any voices. No hello from you, Allen.

In that night i have a dinner with my family and i headed to my room like i was disappear from the world. while i lie in my bed my eyes keep look at the ceiling the moment that i can’t deny i was thinking about you,

then i heard something wrong. something pings on my window so i get up and head to the window then i saw you standing on the street in front of my house

          

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