Another party after party has quite sickens me out and I think I need refreshment. I have just done my Biology final exam and next month is summer holiday. All the students have quite excited about it and most of us have planned a party or two for their summer instead of concentrating on final exam.
This is the type of thing everybody would do near summer holiday. Due to the arrogance of some wealthy kids at my trashy school, some of the “rich kid” have boasted about their plan to go abroad, whereas, the less fortunate than them (like me, for instance) choose working on summer or just going out of town.
I put my belongings inside my bag and am preparing to go home when Jeremy shouts my name. Just quick intermezzo, Jenna really made a “Jeremy Fans Club” secretly and somehow, the information passed to everyone, including me. But poor Jeremy doesn’t know and even if he knows, I’m sure he won’t care. Ok, intermezzo’s over.
“Hey Sugar!” He runs to my table. I look up to see his face sweaty and bright and behind him, his jerky friend, Sean has also come.
“Would you like to come to my family’s Annual Ball Dance party? I’ve asked Vi to tell you and maybe she has told you.” Jeremy says.
“Yea. I’ve heard about it. But I don’t have partner to go with..” I fiddle my finger on my bag strap. I know what he’s thinking…
“Really? I thought you’d ask that guy that took you to the hospital! He seems like a nice guy!” Jeremy says. I’m aware of my hot cheeks and quickly reply, “Well, I don’t know. I’ll ask him later on okay?”
“Yea, sure. And anyway, the party is in August so you got plenty of times to rethink it.” He says, “but you have to inform me as soon as you got your partner okay? Cos there will be a guest list.”
Uh yea, I hate guest list! And I’m sure Ian too!
“Err, anyway, have you got your partner?” I ask, feeling flustered remembering the last dance I did was with him.
“Oh.” He hesitates, “I’m not sure. But My Mum seems to have found me one. But I really am not sure. Maybe I won’t dance.”
“No way! you’re the host! You have to dance!” I exclaim. Vi steps inside the classroom with some books to study for tomorrow’s chemistry test. “What is it?” she asks.
“Jeremy said maybe he won’t dance at his own party!” I say.
“What? No way! I will find you one if you want.” Says Vi eagerly.
Jeremy laughs, “No, really. I can handle it. And anyway, since Sean is the only person that already has a partner, why don’t you share with us?”
I exchange looks with Vi. Inside our head, it’s like we’re saying to each other eerily, “NO WAY!”
“Who is the girl?” challenges Vi.
“Oh, you don’t need to know. Not important.” Sean says, stroking his hair with his fingers.
“Yeah! Maybe he asked Jemima!” teases Jeremy.
Jemima is like the ugliest girl in the year. I don’t mean anything meanie, but really, you have to see her to believe what I’m going to say. Jemima has this really curly black hair and it has mites in it, she has this braces teeth and it wouldn’t matter so much if she brush her teeth so it’s not yellowish, and she has a big eyes that I’m sure would be beautiful if she trimmed her eyebrow a little.
I’ve ever asked her why she has this distinctive-shaped eyebrows and she said it’s because her sister plucked her eyebrows while she slept and when she woke up it’s a total mess. But still, somehow, she still hasn’t trimmed it until now. Moreover, she must weighs around 160 and for Bardwood High standard, it’s intolerable.
“Yeah, maybe..” Sean shrugs. And we roll our eyes, he can’t be serious. “I can take her to a make-over in a salon and when she comes out, there’s this possibility she’ll be a princess, won’t she?”
“I agree! Yeah, you wish!” Vi rolls her eyes even more and pick her bag up.
I just can’t wait for this Saturday to come. I get these butterflies in my stomach every time I see Ian and somehow, it can make my cheeks flaming without reason. Is this the feeling of love? At last! After 16 years of my life, I can really understand how it feels to be in love. Aww!
I get home faster than usual due to my high concentration of estrogen that insisting on meeting Ian and I simply get the first bus that stop in a bus stop near my house. I get inside my house and finding the twins are watching E channel and they’re goggling at Jessica Alba’s sexy body. Yeah, whatever!
“Watch out for eye viruses!” I say, opening the fridge door and take out a bottle of Evian.
“What? Is there any eye viruses? We only are looking at TV!” Nathan retorts without taking his eyes from the TV.
“There is! I’ve learned that on the 10th grade!”
ha-ha! I’m waaay older than both of them! And usually they believe me!
“There’s no such eye virus by looking at TV, stupid!” Nicho pokes Nathan’s head.
“But…” Nathan was going to reply when Nicho adds, “She’s lying!”
“I’m not!” I shout from the kitchen.
“Yes you are! You always are!” Nicho shouts back.
Oh ok. So, he’s not as little as how I remember.
I run upstairs to take a quick shower and slip in my ugly shop keeper uniform but somehow, it looks prettier than usual. I can tell my mood is kind of its best right now. After spraying some White Musk on my body, I recheck my appearance on the mirror and I’m perfectly ready!
Abruptly, my cell phone rings and my heart almost jump out from its place when I see the caller is Ian. I quickly push answer button and press it on my ear, “Hi!” I say.
“Hi Sugar. Umm, I was wondering, maybe you have time after work?” he asks in a bit of stutter.
“Well, I guess yes. Why?” what is he going to say? Is he going to ask me on a party? Or is he going to ask me to go on a dinner? I can’t stop my heart thumping waiting for his answer.
“Would you like to go for a little walk?” he says eventually, trying to arrange that sentence. We’re like those characters you see on romantic movie, where the guy and the girl are too shy to talk and silently, they’re hoping to get on a date. I thought those things are to “movieish” and it only happens in movie, well, guess what, it happens to me, right now!
“I’d love to!” I reply, trying not to sound too cheerful.
“Great!”
“Did you ask Diane to come too?” I ask. And I know I have asked a wrong question, right when he pauses for some seconds then he answers, “well, I didn’t. I will ask her if you want me too, though.”
Argh! Stupid me! And now I can’t say “of course not! I’m happier without her around in our first walk together!” and I also can’t possibly say, “If you wanted to..” cos he will give it up to me!
“Oh! I have to go Sugar! Sorry, see you in………30 minutes!” then the phone clicks off.
God saves me! Phew!
When I enter Sanctuary, Diane was talking with Keith, her boyfriend. “Hey!” I stroll to the cashier table and put my bag on the rack.
“Hi! Sugar, right?” Keith asks.
“Yeah. So, am I disturbing?” I ask. I can see a woman’s magazine on the cashier table, opening right on the page with the title “Top Ten Positions of the Year” and I am sure I can see some pictures of 2 cartoon people demonstrating “other positions”, if you know what I mean. It’s just obvious they’re talking something quite intimate when I enter the shop.
“No, of course not!” Diane says quickly. “We’re just going through some discussion about our plan to
Before Keith can answer anything, the door opens. This time, Ian comes in. “Hi!” he greets. I can feel my stomach churns in such nervousness.
“Hi!” I greet him back, plastering my smile.
“Oh Hi!” greets Keith, “Well, I should go, babe!” then Keith kisses Diane’s forehead.
Babe? Uh..
After Keith has completely out of sight, slowly, Diane drops her head on her folded arms on the table. She exhales and says, “Prince charming, isn’t it?”
Lucky, I don’t puke…
The day we spend in the shop has always been fun and full of laughter. But today, after saying farewell to Diane, I’m standing in front of the shop with Ian under the blue night sky. Here I am, Sugar Dale, standing on some unknown pavement with the guy that makes her stomach jumps.
“So, where are we going?” I ask, wearing my jacket.
“Come on! I wanna show you something!” Ian says and he has started walking before me. I have to pace up with his steps, “Where?” I ask. We passed some couples and I just feel like I’m one of them. This is exciting!
But he doesn’t answer my question in any way. We keep walking and walking until my feet starts to hurt. Why don’t we take a bus, instead? And where is he taking me to? We have passed the cinema and some cool restaurants like 20 minutes ago, but still, we keep on walking.
All of a sudden, his steps come to a halt and his eyes fix on me, “Do you like playing swings?”
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