Saturday, September 01, 1990
Part 2 : The first meetingI stood up wondering , who was Torrence . I scanned the classroom , looking out for a gal i had never met , seen or spoken to in my life . My only clue was that she sat , or rather used to sit next to the irritant Jordon . Cold droplets of prespiration started trickling down my back . I was nervous , how would Torrence react , would she start a large tumult , or give the cold shoulder to the alien who had just parked beside her . The best part was , she was seated just 3 places behind me . Now you would probably start wondering , if my new place was so near , bearly 3 steps away from my previous place , how could all of the thoughts and reaction written above occur . To the naked eye it seemed like 3 steps, but those 3 steps marked the beginning of a journey , my journey .
" Hi ," i remarked as i sat down beside my new sitting partner .
" I ' m Samuel , nice to meet you ."
" Er hi ? " replied Torrence feeblely .
Some how the introduction i expected would be worst then this . But getting her name was a start . So i settled down into my sit . By now Torrence was sitting at the edge of chair , trying to create as much space between her chair and mine . She had the look of awkwardness written all over her face . Clearly she was not used me to . Haha , could't blame her thou .
As the days passed , Torrence started to warm up to me . The only short conversasions we had were when i asked her questions about the things on the board . Thou she seemed quiet , she really could talk . Just when i thought i had diffused through her personal space , she did something that shocked me . While doing some work , my elbow crossed the line which divided my table from hers . Out of the blue , "whack" . And before i knew it , there was a scorching sensation running along the skin of my forearm . It felt like the spanking that my Dad used to give me when i younger . i looked up , my face breaming with astonishment .
" Never cross the ' table line ' okay ? I find it unnerving and annoying when people cross that line . " snapped Torrence .
What could cause such a trememdous responses from a quite girl like Torrence --> crossing the " table line " . Is there even such a word ? I was taken aback by her lightning quick reflex , but on the other hand , i had found the one thing that would prick her , make her angry . I found the one thing that would piss her off . Soon the devil in me started floating " fun " thoughts into my mind .
End of Part 2
x penned @ 11:59 AM