She walked down the street in a flowy white summer dress and beautiful Bohemian braids when shecaught my eyes, and more, my heart. That was the first time her fragrance of orchids fill my nostrilsas she walked past me. Her glowing olive skin and piercing green eyes looked past me as she gaveme a little smile, a smile of an angel. Taken aback by her beauty, I could do nothing but smile back,
an awkward smile actually. She burst out laughing as she walked past me. And I couldn’t help
laughing at myself despite my embarrassment. I covered my face with my palms to hide my cheeks,
both turning red in this crimson sun. Were they turning red because it’s hot out here in the summer
heat, or was it because I was flushed in embarrassment?
It wasn’t till I heard a thud. I lifted my face to see, the girl, the very same girl with the flowy summerdress and romantically Bohemian braided hair on the floor. She must’ve tripped on the cracks along
the sidewalk and fell.
That’s when I saw that she
wore these beautiful chunky wedges with
beautifully designed straps that could match the famous Jimmy Choo. With a small gasp, an “Oh!”, I
quickly ran towards her. While helping her up, I could not help it but apologize, feeling as thoughher trip could be
my fault for distracting her. That’s when our eyes meet. Hers in a shade of green,
deep green, almost jade green I could say, and mine, my not so interesting dark brown eyes. Thoseeyes, I could remember them till this day. Something struck us there. Could it be that the ever
popular myth of love at first sight, the one I’ve brushed aside since my previous lover dumped me
for another man, is actually true? Did I tell you about her hair, her romantically braided hair? Upclose, I saw her hair. Her hair was wavy, chestnut brown in color, and the feature that struck me themost, the smell of orchids that could not be from anything other than the bottle of Herbal Essence
that I’m all so familiar with. Perfection, that’s the only word I could describe her.
It felt as though time stopped but we soon snapped out of it and I helped her up. Embarrassed, shegave a small chuckled as she shook her head and covered her face. I laughed as I looked at her.Slowly, I grabbed her wrist and slowly pulled down her hand. I gave an assuring smile at her.
“Sky.” I said as I pointed to myself.
“Can I buy you a drink? It’s the least I could do.” I continued.
She nodded with a sweet smile. We walked to a nearby Starbucks and she had an iced Cappuccinowhereas I had a Java Chip Frap. We parted ways after we got our drinks. Her name was Charlie andthat was all I got to know. No number, no e-mail, no way of contacting her in the future. But that girl,Charlie, took my breath away. I wonder when I will ever see her again. I gave a long sigh as I walked