Somewhere in June 2005
If my memory does not fail me, (it rarely does) My first conversation with her was a few minutes after she shifted to the seat behind me. Although already knowing her name, yet couldn't figure how to begin the conversation, I just turned around and said,
"Your name's ****** right?"
Looking back, it was a lame way to start a conversation, but now we can't stop laughing at it!
When we were having our elections to pick our Monitor, Chairman, and so on, I was feeling rather mischievous, but at the same time, I had the feeling that she has the ability, so I turned around and asked her,
"Do you want to be class Chairman?"
What her reply was didn't really matter as I raised my hand and nominated her. The rest of the class shared the same thoughts as I did, and she won with the highest number of votes.
We had to go to the AVA room next for some presentation for us to watch, and as we walked out, I tried another lame line,
"You need to wear your tie everyday, as Chairlady"
"Oh really?"
That was probably as much as I can handle at that moment.
I've always felt spiritually tortured in Form 6. That was how much I hated it. Somehow, with her sitting behind, me, I felt maybe, just maybe, I could go through this. At that moment, I thought she's single (she had explained that the guy walking with her in Chapter 1 was actually her cousin, Joe). There was a ray of hope in my heart. This was the girl I wanted.
She seemed hardworking, at my first impression, doing Maths in record speed. I stole the chance to get her number when she borrowed my phone to send a message. It was Bio, and the class teacher wanted our parents' IC no. Her mom had passed away when she was 11, and she currently lives with her aunt. She didn't bring her phone to school that time, and had to message her aunt to ask for her IC no. Right after that, I wasted no time in asking her no. I was feeling a feeling of relief and happiness.
I had searched for her friendster profile right after the day we were in our new class. I guess she was pretty impressed at my hastiness in getting to know her better. It was only the beginning.