i remember

maybe it was they way your hazel eyes stared at me or maybe it was the way your lips moved
or maybe the way you used to lean onto me while talking or maybe the way you'd subtly put your hands around my shoulder just to make my boyfriend jealous

the first day of school,me with my chubby cheeks and straight as a ruler hair...i hardly noticed you...

then came the day the class teacher had asked the partners to sit roll number wise...
and there you were with your teasing smile,patting the seat next to yours..beckoning me to sit next to you...

i still remember how i complained to my dad about this jerk who threw all my belongings around the class..i still remember the expression on your face when i tried to scare you by lying that my father is going to talk to the teacher...oh you tired to act cool,but we were kids after all..i could tell you were scared to death

the other two years just whirled by..like a calm day..they were uneventful and i dont remember them..
i wonder if its because you had decided to leave me alone after hearing my empty threats..

then came third grade...i finally realized that i did have a thing for you...stealing glances,trying to talk to you..inviting you to join stupid classes hoping you'd come....
i still remember the pursuing i did just to get you to attend..but alas my efforts went in vain

fourth grade i decided to stay away from you...minding my own business..deciding to concentrate in studies,as if 'academics' was a really huge concern for a 10 year old girl

fifth grade..i met him..
him with his brown eyes,cricket uniform...him with his cocky demeanor and awesome parties..him with his outspoken and dominating behavior..
all this and it would be healthy to say that i was enchanted..he treated me like shit earlier but at the same time made me feel like a princess,made me feel special,made me feel beautiful,especially when he treated every other girl nastily except me..except me.,but shitty none the less...i realize now...but what was i supposed to do?..i was a kid after all..a girl looking for her prince charming..unfortunately for her..no one told her that the prince charming only does exist in books and real life..

sixth grade..i had forgotten you existed..or rather..my attention wasnt on any male  currently except for the cocky boy who miraculously seemed to reciprocate my feelings..something you had never done..
the whole year me and him flirted..you were long forgotten and my dreams of a hazel eyed boy with cool dancing and painting skills were soon replace by a boy with chocolate brown eyes..almost similar to mine..chocolate brown eyes who were very popular among classmates and even teachers...those cocky twinkling brown eyes..

Seventh grade..when it all went down..the worst and the best year of my life...
The year that made me the person i am,the year when i learnt that not all friendships are real,the year that taught me that even if one respected the girl code..it wasnt necessary for the other to do the same..
i was again asked by the class teacher to sit with you..it came back..all those feelings..
you seemed to flirt with me..in your own teasing way..oh how i enjoyed those moments of ours..me being the naive girl i am didnt notice your flirting and advances..the way you used to take hold of my hands and allow me to back you against a wall when i tried to hit you..the way you teased me all the time just to get a reaction outta me..i didnt realise that i was flirting back..not until it was too late..not until my relationship with him was completely ruined ..