Chapter 3 : Rummage

For some reason,

I couldn't find her on Social media.

And that's pretty weird, for a girl at THAT level of awesomeness.

Here's the dumb part.

So,

I go to the Facebook page of our church, St. Michael's, and go through almost 5000 page likes SEARCHING for her name like an obsessed Romeo.

"5000 likes.....eh, should probably take a few minutes",

I thought.

4 hours.

It took me 4 straight hours.

And at the end of it all, I had no luck.

I was sad and even more disappointed since all that time was in vain.

I was getting nowhere near to speaking to her, not even through social media.

At one point I thought maybe it wasn't worth it.

But then her face.

Her eyes.

Those dreams.

God those beautiful dreams.

They'd NEVER leave me alone.

This feeling, what was it?

I'd never really know.

And I badly wanted to, which is why I decided, I should step out of my comfort zone, and try doing something I absolutely never did before.

Socialize.

Maybe I could talk to her friends you know?

Maybe that's how I could get closer to her...maybe she'd see me.

And we could introduce ourselves to each other.

Just MAYBE, I'd finally talk to her.

YES. I was determined.

Yet another Friday : Catechism class

(March 20th, 2015)

Mr. John comes in and gives us all some booklets, instructing us to write down the things, that made us happy.

(Yes, I thought of writing her name)

‎(But I obviously wouldn't wanna get in trouble, so didn't).

‎He divided us into small groups and each group had a specific theme and a submission date.

‎(Mine being the very next class).

I found out that Rose was also in the same group as mine so, that made me kinda happy.

‎

Rose sat with her friends, all of them being really popular, just like her.

And I had no idea how they'd react to someone like me to start talking to them from outta nowhere. But I'd already made up my mind. No going back, and took the risk anyway.

Jose and Jordan, two of Rose's friends were the coolest guys of our class.

Jose was the usually quiet guy and Jordan the hyped one.

Luckily I happened to get a seat right next to Jordan.

"You can do this. Just stay cool.", I encouraged myself.

I look to him,

only to find out he's already staring at me.

Awkward.

"You okay man?", he asks.

Lost for words I somehow manage to fumble out a "yeah", trying not to be weird.

"Hmm. My name's Jordan by the way, what's yours?"

"I....I'm William"

"Well nice to meet you William! You new here?"

"No....I've been here a while now." I replied.

Surprisingly, he was really kind and friendly towards me. I was SO glad. Not what I was expecting honestly.

I got his ID and decided to text him.

I searched through his friendlist, and still couldn't find her.

All her fellow friends were there, but instead ONLY HER account was nowhere to be found.

God. Why me.

I wanted to ask Jordan about it but then I needed a valid excuse.

Or else I'd sound like a total creep and probably be a joke if the news spread around the church teens. But what exactly?

Sitting alone in my room, my eyes fell upon the booklet I'd gotten from Mr. John the other day.

I smiled thinking of her again.

*Light bulb*

      "wait a minute..... THAT'S IT!"

I grab my phone and text Jordan.

    "Hey man, I need to ask you a favor, do you mind?", I ask.

           "Hey bro, not at all! What is it?", he replies.

*deep breath*

          "Could you perhaps send me Rose's Facebook ID? She's in the same group as I am in and I'm in need of help regarding the theme for my booklet, considering my date of submission is up next weekend."

Fingers crossed, I wait for his seemingly late reply.

          "Well........" he says.

                "Oh no. Did he suspect me of anything?" I think to myself, fingers crossed at the point of breakage.

                   ".........I honestly have no idea man, sorry. Although I'll ask some of her friends and see if I get anything.", he continued.

PHEW.

"Oh okay, sure thing bruv no problem. Thanks!" I replied, letting out a partially satisfactory sigh.

I wait for days for his reply,

Hoping.

‎PRAYING.

That he'd find it sooner.

Until finally, 4 days later, he texts me saying he found her account.

             "It's named Anne Benjamin.", he said, "it seems as if her parents don't allow her to use social media much, so that explains the different name."

Words would not be able to describe the amount of excitement RAGING through my veins. There was not a second I wasted in launching the Facebook app.

WHY WAS IT LAGGING?

Of all the time in the world!!

I COULDN'T WAIT!!!

Trying to stay patient, typing in the search bar as fast as I possibly could, looked through all the "Anne Benjamin's" at light speed,

until...

I stopped scrolling.

I stopped to look at one particular ID, which matched her details and had many mutual friends.

I went through her pictures,

God bless those beautiful pictures.

My heart getting giddy with excitement,

a wide smile spreading across my face,

my soul.....crying...but out of happiness and joy.

"Rose...... I've found you".