WHEN WE FIRST MET

"What?! But mum…"

"Ellie, it's just a little while. It won't do much harm."

"If you promised to give me a cell phone," I muttered under my breath.

"What did you say?" Mrs. Harrison asked sharply.

"Nothing," I replied quickly.

Seriously, this was the most boring day of my life. First, my mum woke me when I'm still asleep, and worst, when I was dreaming. Actually, it's quite good she woke me, because the dream's a nightmare. I dreamt something about the reincarnation of King Arthur and the forces of darkness and knights and someone wanted to kill me. And secondly, my dad had caught flu. So, I have to run to and fro with a tissue roll in one hand and a dustbin in another. The third bad thing about today was our maid was sick, so I have to do the washing instead, which is something I hate the most. And now, my mum is calling me to go shopping with her, which means I have to carry the shopping basket and follow her around. God, can this get any worse?

My mum took a look at my face and surprisingly said I could wait at McDonald's while she does the shopping. I nodded my head and head off towards the exit. I walked along the tall gray shelves and turned into the 'Fruit Corner'. Suddenly, I was pushed by such force that I stumbled forward and landed flat on my face. I tried to get up but I couldn't because someone was lying on top of me. Finally, that person got up and offered a hand to help me up. I was about to shout at that clumsy person but stopped just in time to see a gorgeous boy that was about my age with dark hair and swimming pool blue eyes standing in front of me. And he was tall. Yes, tall. Taller than me which is quite surprising as being a five ten girl, I was normally taller than everyone.

It's a good thing he is so tall so I can date him. Hey, don't get me wrong. I'm not into boys or something. Just that this boy is so gorgeous, attractive.

"Sorry," a voice said, pulling me away from my thoughts. I look up and saw the boy looking straight at me. "Sorry for knocking you down," he repeated. "I erm…," he looked behind me. I turned and saw a squashed apple on the floor. "You stepped on an apple," I finished for him. He flashed me a smile and nodded embarrassingly. "I'm Will by the way," he said. "Nice to meet you Will, I'm Ellie," I replied.

He stared at me for a moment then said, "I erm… gotta go. Nice meeting you, Elle." Then he left leaving me there, smiling sheepishly at myself. I thought I told him my name is Ellie but he intended to call me Elle. No one has ever called me that before. No one. Not even my parents. It's as if I'm someone special to him.