Chapter 1
That day was my best decision. I took the wrong bus. 'Oh no, I am going to be late for the event,' I exclaimed. I woke up, rubbing my eyes in my sleepy state. I went to the washroom, finished eating, and started preparing my look and clothes. I wore my suit and shirt, then left my house, starting to walk. As I headed towards the Subway, I checked the map description on my phone. It said train number 8. There are two number 8 trains—one goes forward, and the other goes backward. In five minutes, the number 8 train would arrive.
'I have to be quick. Why am I nervous?' I pondered as I started tapping my feet non-stop on the ground. A train stopped in front of me. The door opened, and I waited for people to exit before I entered. Among commuters I found myself being sorroundered by diverse individual who were set to go to their directed destination. 'I am on the wrong bus,' I realized. 'I need to get off the train after two stops.' The second time my eyes caught her standing, I thought, 'Why can I hear a pumping sound? I must be crazy.' Oh, it feels like she might get off at the next stop. Should I go or not? If I go now, I will miss the event, but if I don't, it will never happen.'
Inside, one person was reading a book, while on the other side, a girl was listening to music and singing. Then, someone caught my eye—a small face with almond-shaped eyes, the color of deep hazel, held a hint of curiosity as they scanned the passing scenery outside.
'I am on the wrong bus,' I realized. 'I need to get off the train after two stops.' The second time my eyes caught her standing, I thought, 'Why can I hear a pumping sound? I must be crazy.' Oh, it feels like she might get off at the next stop. Should I go or not? If I go now, I will miss the event, but if I don't, it will never happen.'
'I will go.' I muttered to myself. 'Miss, if you don't mind, can I talk to you for a second?' I asked. 'Sure,' she replied with a beautiful voice. 'I have a clothing brand. You are perfect to be a model.' I said' 'I am not interested in modeling right now.' she replied while looking into my eyes. It's okay. You can take the card,' I said, handing the card to her. 'You can also refer it to your friends.'
'It was nice to meet you,' she said as she was leaving.
'It was nice to meet you too,' I replied. I thought, 'When can I meet you again?' Then we parted ways.
