The Love Of Mine

~ ELENA ~

“Elena!!” I groaned and turned my back to check my door to check if my mum was calling me, but I couldn’t hear anything. I tapped on my phone screen to check the time, and it was just 8:30 PM, I can’t believe I slept off while packing my things for college.

 “Elena!!” I heard my name again. This voice doesn’t sound like a female voice, but it seems like the person was trying to sound like a girl,“ yes, who is it” I yell back. I decided to follow the sound, and it was coming from my window, I heard some footsteps outside the window. The knot in my stomach grew with each step I took closer, by the time I got close and held the window knob to open it I was already whimpering, is this another prank by Princewill or is it one of those boys who stalk me because I mean my neighborhood is mostly safe and there haven’t been any cases of petty criminals in years. As I was about to go down to call my mum I heard someone laughing that annoying grunts is so familiar, I immediately opened the window and screamed “Princewill, can you stop with these pranks'', he stopped laughing and said can you come outside, sometimes I really can't understand him why can’t he knock on the door or ring the doorbell, Argh? I am coming, it's going to take a while though, I said. Princewill has been my best friend since childhood. We stopped talking to each other when we hit puberty. It's weird, yes, but it’s a long story lol… But we recently made up though after my best friend Sarah went off six months ago to school at the University of California leaving me behind as the only female who is a teenager in the whole neighborhood, Sarah much and I pretty much do everything together I miss her so much, we both decided to apply to different schools since her Mum insisted she must go to University of California where her brothers schools because she is the only female child in her Family, and they don’t like the idea of her being in a different state alone, while on my part my Mum and Dad made sure I didn’t apply to any other University than the famous “Stanford”, what is their obsession with Stanford University? Parents can be quite annoying. 

I spent the last few years nervously anticipating the freedom I will get when I finally go off to college. Every night, I stay up studying and preparing for the University entrance exam, while most of my high school friends spend their time partying and enjoying the freedom and stress-free life of after High school. The day I checked the school portal to see if I got accepted I was so excited but scared of me getting rejected and having to start reading all over again, My Mum was beside me when I checked, and I was accepted I have never been so happy even though I expected it, but that didn’t take the excitement I felt that day away. My mum cried for what felt like hours, while she called my dad, and I could hear him screaming on the phone. I have never been more proud of myself. All of my hard work finally paid off.

“Elena”, I heard again, this time my Mum called out, I lazily opened my room’s door and walked down the stairs, Princewill is here, she said. Oh I forgot about Princewill he must be getting tired from waiting, I walked into the kitchen and I saw my mum mixing the chicken in hot sauce, my tummy grumble my mum looked outside the window and I checked to see what she was staring at as I came closer to the window, she turned and whispered in a soft voice,” Why doesn’t he like to knock and come in like a responsible boy”, I wanted to laugh so bad I held it in, trust my Mum when it comes to saying the weirdest things, 13 good years of knowing Princewill, and she doesn’t still feel comfortable with him being my best friend she said boys and girls can’t be best friends without them catching feelings, I guess it’s true because lately, I have been crushing on Princewill, and he doesn’t even help with the situation he calls me like so often, we text each other like so much if I am not chatting with Sarah, it’s with him plus he comes to visit me every night, and we stroll down the street sometimes even holding hands, and before I go back inside my house he tells me to hug him and when we resume texting?

Are you not going to meet him outside? My Mum asked. I am, I said while walking towards the door, I might take some time, though! I said while opening the door. I closed the door and I started walking toward Princewill, my heart beating faster than usual, I stopped in front of him and raised my hands up to wave nervously. He is looking a lot finer tonight, dressed in a black oversized top and gray joggers. His black hair neatly styled and trimmed falls at both sides of his face complimenting his brown gorgeous eyes.