Chapter 1 - Acceptance
"He gave her a quick, casual kiss on the cheek first. Then came the hug, and it was the hug that always made her heart mush. Serious grip, cheek to the hair, eyes closed just a little sway. His hugs mattered, she thought, and made him impossible to resist."― Nora Roberts, Savor the Moment
High school might or might not be the perfect place to start exploring; exploring the deep and unknown parts of the human feelings. It is considered to be the only life-lesson that teaches you how to endure and to make a failure look like a success. It was also described as the first moment of intense education. Many people tend to discover their future career. But, in front of a "happily ever after", is the obstacle, the trial that tries to set your wings free. It's simply called the freshman year. It's just the first layer of a multiple web. All you have to do is to find the absolute power to work and to defeat the first minutes of utter stress.
Allison Cameron was one of the students that were trapped between two dirty-white walls; the class was filled with exceptionally-hard information. Her head was pounding intensely, so the cellular division was just a blur for her in that moment. She looked at her watch and started counting silently the seconds remained until the moment when her old, wrinkled teacher would tell them their additional homework for the upcoming hour. The next was going to be held the next day, so the clock was ticking. She just glanced at the long list of subjects she needed to prepare. Her reading lasted only a second, then exhaustion and sadness overwhelmed her. She was frustrated because she had to face the strongest effect of all ever known. She was seduced and then abandoned. She had been simply betrayed. But past needed to remain forgotten. She was finally tired of living in the past.
Allison stared at the blackboard blankly, trying to copy at least the essential notions. She made the mistake of staying in the last desk, the only one that was isolated form the watchful eyes of her colleagues. Even though the classroom was the one owned by her form master, and she knew it by heart, she was still feeling strange, like she didn't belong in the science course. Maybe the feelings of distress were causing confusing states of mind. Only four desks in front of the petite brunette, stood Robert Chase, the cleverest guy from the whole promotion and most likely to become the perfect model of a life bathed in money and accomplishment. Rumors said that his career was already set; he was going to become a renowned surgeon –like his father had instructed him to-.
In that moment, his biggest concern was the sad figure that was focusing on her scrabbled handwritten notes. He had heard about her mental breakdown, triggered by her hurt feelings. Maybe it was his business to console her; not just because she was one of his closest friends, his supreme reason was, in his mind, the link that he had always felt. He truly felt that people were cruel in that moment. From all the dates ever created in the calendar, all 365, the only one chose for her let down had to coincide with her birthday. This was the indication which showed that people are cold-hearted.
He decided to act, so after the bell nervously rang, after all the present students had disappeared and after the biology teacher had left without saying a word, he stood up and began to walk, mobilizing his feet to move towards her. Allison sensed his presence, so she left her boring work and motioned slowly until she was equal to his height. They were just gazing into each other's eyes, admiring the tranquility they had always avoided. He cut off the long look that made their hearts race and reached for his back pocket and revealed a little bracelet which was composed by white and pink strands.
"What's that?" Cameron inquired, hurt obvious in her eyes."Well, it's your birthday and I just thought it would be nice to give you something ...um, unique," Chase said, his insecurity visible as words left his mouth.
She just nodded and pursed his lips violently, and watched as Chase gently slid the bracelet on her wrist. They hugged moments later, his arms encircling her body and his forearms tracing a patter on her lower back. His arms were like two diagonals leaving a deep mark on her saddle. She kept one of her arms free, butted to her torso. The other one was caressing his neck, only inches delimiting the soft skin of their flushed cheeks. In that quiet twinkling, only a shaking, musical voice interfered and cracked that beautiful picture they were showing.
"I think everything has a start and an end," Chase whispered in her tiny ear, trembling on the high inclusions he made.
"Maybe this is a start," Cameron finished, leaving a slight trace of hope after her words.
They separated, just for taking a good gulp of oxygen and also for taking a step back to protect their sanity, to realize that they are still trapped in reality.
Their eye shots were still glued; they were letting themselves drown in the depth of their sincerity. They were just like a flower blossoming, pureness running through their veins.
They broke apart and they started to hear noise appearing in the hallway. People were gathering around in group just to head towards the canteen or other labs. They needed to hurry in order to free the class because the chemistry course was going to start in a matter of minutes. For Cameron that meant she was going to be a complete mess after the day ends. She absently remarked Chase walking away, his head turned a little to the left. She just processed the happening and shacked herself back to reality, the dream was over. Maybe time will set everything in order.
Definitely a new start…
Despite being 3 A.M., Cameron was wide awake, the flashback sent chills to the entire body. At least she was smiling and had reminiscences about that first bond they experienced. She changed her position; she turned her back just to admire the sleeping figure that was lying peacefully on the soft mattress. She regained her posture, and then she admired the long-worn bracelet still hanging on her soft layer of skin. Her eyes trailed off, and spotted the little jewelry that accompanied her wristlet: a sparkling emerald surrounded by a circle of pave diamonds with baguettes on a platinum band, or simply an engagement ring.