Stars

Part I: Counting Stars

Love, is full of questions. As a grade 7 student, I did not know how love works. I was just a silly boy, until that day, everything, changed.

A few days after the school opened, I was sitting on the very first row of the middle seats, minding nothing but what to write as a novel. Students were chatting, as for me, these were very familiar for me. They didn't disturb my feelings, they were just minding their own business.

A teacher came in. It was the English teacher.

"Alright boys and girls, we're going to sing songs! Each team has to guess the artist of a song sung by another team."

I was pretty excited but not the students.

A girl sang a song that no one else knows.

We lost a point.

I couldn't stay still, so I stood up, and sang.

"Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep... dreaming about the things that we could be..."

All students were surprised, chatting quietly about me.

"But baby, I've been I've been, praying hard... Said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars, yeah we'll be counting.... stars"

I heard the teacher clapping and students' confusions.

No one could guess, the boys got a point, and left with a tie.

After the teacher had left, I was left with proud, proud because of bringing my team back on its peak.

Until, all of the sudden, I felt someone touched my shoulder.

"Your pen's down below", a girl said, pointed at a pen on the ground, wearing glasses.

"Uhh thanks but, it's not mine." I replied.

"Not yours? Anyway, you have such a good voice, I could feel it. Can you sing that song once again for me?"

"The song?" I replied, confused. "Well, I can't. If I did, everyone be requesting me to do the same."

"Alright, then. Where do you live?"

"Yadanar street, not far from here"

"Haven't heard of it."

That was when I felt something. Some feeling that I never had. My eyes were looking at her pretty face.

That day, I was eating my lunch, again minding my own business.

"How's your lunch going?" A familiar voice.

"You again? Yeah, alright, I guess. How's yours?"

"I didn't bring it."

I don't feel too good if someone has no lunch for a day, that would be a disappointment.
After buying a noodle cup from the canteen, I waited, for her.

She came.

"Here, I cannot feel well if someone's got no lunch!" I handed over the cup.

"Oh, thank you, but I won't be taking."

"Don't be sorry, you must be hungry."

She took the cup.

"What's your name? I'm Thawdar."

I told her my name, smiling.

"I'll save that name..." I said.

She took the cup and started having it, while I go out to get some snacks myself.

The next day, I came back from the canteen, and saw her writing something. I remembered about a homework, so I decided to write it down here and not bring it home.