A beautiful smile. That was my first thought.
She shone like a diamond. As she sat at the bar giggling at whatever the people with her were saying, I felt jealous. I didn’t know her but I wanted her attention. I wanted her to smile at me and laugh at whatever nonsense came out of my mouth.
I really didn’t want to go out. I didn’t want to be reminded of my single state. My mother’s greatest worry and her most serious prayer point. You see I didn’t care that I was single but everyone else cared about it. None of my past relationships had made it to the 6 month mark and the longest one had only lasted that long because we weren’t in the same country.
How did they expect me to explain how I felt nothing for any of the people I had dated and I did it more out of an obligation than desire?
As my friends dolled me up for the night, I watched everyone and saw all of the features that made them whole. All of the features I was attracted to. So many thoughts came in my head. Would I ever be out?
She was a rainbow. A perfectly formed one with a unique appeal. As I watched her for the umpteenth time, she looked back at me. I looked away shamefully, upset that I had been caught. She kept staring and like the coward I am, I kept my face down.
I looked up after a while only to see her smiling at me openly. Bored with whatever her new leech was saying, she got up and walked over to me. She said hi and sat next to me.
She asked who I came with and if I’d like to go with her. See… I’m all for acting on impulse but nah… this place isn’t safe enough to be going around with strangers. We talked about everything from the weather to our families and even our dreams. We discovered that in certain areas we were alike and in the rest we were poles apart. A perfect match!
She dared me to enter a drinking competition. I laughed and went ahead to drink. The last thing I remember was that kiss.
I woke up in my bed. Perfectly tucked in with a faulty memory and a ridiculous smile was how I opened my eyes. Wait, did I say perfectly tucked in? I was tucked in all right but with absolutely nothing on under yet I had never been happier.
Lying next to me was none other than… the novel I’d left there right before I went out. Annoyed that I couldn’t remember how the night ended and what I had done with my Rainbow, I made an attempt to stand. Then I saw the note.
“Thank you for an awesome night. It was amazing. You’re right though. It really is too dangerous for us to do this again.
First thought: who’s R?
Second thought: what did we do?
Third thought: what the hell did I say?
Needless to say I did not get out of bed. I just stayed there and mourned my loss for what seemed like eternity.
Knock on the door, knock on the door. R came back and said, “I really couldn’t stay away”.