Kaylee laughs at me after looking at the cover page and the back of the book reading all the small details.

“You got it all wrong inspector, our Guruji died and we performed his last rights last week. Remember you was writing exams so we in facts “mother” decided that we don’t tell you because you had enough stress_after all you and our Guruji were close. Learning about his death would’ve crushed you.”Kaylee says.

I feel bad about my Guruji and for blaming my mother for nothing. No! Our Guruji may have died but my mother can still be responsible for bribing the Guruji.

***

Fate can never be changed, I get to school today wearing my black dress with white unequal dots, I have my black hills and a silver necklace on my fat neck. Only to find out that my outfit matches with Paul’s. He is wearing a white t-shirt and black jean, he has a silver chain on his neck and silver watch in his wrist.

We meet at the computer lab and our eyes locks, seeing him always feels like the first time. Ever since that day we’ve never met we only chatted over the cellphone. He comes to me and compliment me as always. We leave together and sit on the stairs. I can’t believe I’m here with him after we’ve been told exactly to stop seeing each other. I want to leave but I don’t, why should I be the one to leaves him. He has to leave me so I tell him to.

He stands up and I skip a heartbeat, will he really leave me?

He turns to me and look straight into my eyes, I see my reflection in his eyes. I look like I belong there perhaps I’m at home. Can being at home be a threat to one? Apart from my reflection I feel a strong sense affection in his eyes.

“Sweetheart, I truly believe in those things so forgive me..

I feel tears filling my eyes, the reflection of myself in his eyes slowly becomes blury.

.. forgive me for being foolish. Since that day I proved my beliefs to lies. I love you and you love me so how can being together be dangerous. This is a lie!

His eyes become tearful and my reflection vanish. We rest on each other’s arms and I feel free and safe in his arms. The other students leave the balcony and we too should be leaving but I refuse to let him go. I feel glued in his warmth arms. When I realise that we’re the only one left I force my chest to leave his but let my heart stay with his, it’s where it’s belongs.