my lovely readers,
here is the next chapter of my story unexpected love. I hope that you will enjoy this chapter. For all of you who like Jasmeet with Enzo will be very happy about this chapter. I can assure you that I have so much more planned and Jasmeet's story is far from being told. I am just at the beginning and many more things will happen. So please stick with me, because I knew it is worthwhile and you will love this story. Soon the real romance will become so do not stop reading. I chose two quotes this time because I felt both are appropriate.
the picture shows the outfit of Jasmeet and her hair style. and the video shows how I envision Enzo and Jasmeet dance to be like. What do you think about her?
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The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs. - Charles Baudelaire
Dance is the hidden language of the soul of the body.- Martha Graham
Enzo's POV:
The moment I entered the audition hall, I sat down on a seat and thought about what happened before. My best friend and I...something was really going wrong as we were constantly fighting. The reason for our fight was also weird, as we never had so many confrontations, caused by a girl, like in the last days and it never happened before that a girl could come between us. We used to stick together through everything. Nothing could even affect our friendship. I was sad about this, as he was my best friend and no one could replace him.
It was true that we were both boys who stated their opinions clearly and openly but today I just walked away from Shawn Bradley, the boy who was my best friend, and it felt like a mistake but I knew deep inside me, that it was the right choice as I should have done this much ealier. I was glad that I found finally the strength to do something, which he would never expect from me. I had to show him that his behaviour was wrong and that I would not support him while he was like this. It was now time for him to realize something important.
He had to accept that the hate for Jasmeet Hailee Kaur was in reality love or infatuation. He could no longer lie to himself and to all of us as it was going to hurt all of us. It was evident for me that he was jealous of our connection as he wished for the same. He always desired to be in her life, as he liked her since he first set eyes on her; he noticed something special in her, which made him curious to find out what she was like. He just hid this fact for too long and now I could see through his façade, something I could not do before. I assumed that he hated her without a reason and not just because he got rejected. However, his behaviour proved that he was not as indifferent, towards her, as he liked to pretend.
In the last days, it became clear to me that he was only hateful towards Jasmeet because in reality he still liked her, as his affection for her in the first year never vanished despite proving it otherwise by his acts. He was one of those persons who pretended to be hateful and spiteful towards a person, but were in reality heads over heels for them.
I was curious when he would finally admit this to himself, as he was truly a stubborn person, who could not acknowledge his true feelings. I guessed that he built up a wall after being abandoned by his parents and did not plan to let anyone in. I was curious when he was going to let someone in. I knew that it was unhealthy to hide all your true feelings.
No one knew what he really thought as he kept his deepest feelings to himself and not intended to ever share, them with anyone. The only one, with whom he was open to, was his sister Gracie. With her, he was able to show his true self and could lower his guard. Gracie was no stranger to me as we practically grew up together and she also meant very much to me, and I knew that she could be persuading and did not stop before not knowing the real reason. She was also someone with whom you could trust your life; she would never abandon you or make you regret trusting her. Once she gave her word, you could rely on that as she did not make you regret it ever.
Some moments later I saw Jasmeet entering the big hall and something seemed weird about her. She appeared out of breath and a thing bothered her, her cheeks were also red. I was determined to find out what was wrong with her or what has turned her into this state. I greeted her shyly when she came closer to me, which she returned with a smile and then she rummaged in her purse to retrieve the script to avoid my intensive stare. "Is everything okay?" I asked her softly, surprising the both of us, as we did not talk to each other so openly. We just occasionally shared glances but conversations did not happen often, only yesterday and this did not turn into a conversation more like in an intensive lip-lock situation.
Her eyes fluttered to meet mine and she stammered:"Yes, Enzo. Everything is fine, thank you for asking!" The way she said my name, made my heartbeat faster and I could feel that my cheeks got red. I hoped that she did not notice, however, she did realized that something happened to me the way she pronounced my name.
She came nearer to me, leaned towards me and whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver: "Enzo, is something wrong? You seem so flushed! Did I cause this? Did you not tease me the day before? Now who is blushing? I am not, but you are...!"
Once she completed her sentence, she leaned back and inspected me carefully; seeming content, that she had an effect on me and managed to confuse me. I gazed at the floor and tried to avoid her intense glance, however this was not so easy as she did not refrain from looking at me. I did not know that Jasmeet had a cocky side; it made me even reder and I could not hide the obvious tint on my cheeks.
She chuckled and it melted something in me, the sound was something I never heard before. It was barely audible but the soft sound she awakened something in me and I wondered what was happening to me. Was I falling in love with this girl? I wanted to answer her, yet nothing came out of my mouth. This was truly irritating and annoying. I was never the one who could not talk or speak. I was very confident and the way I was acting at the omment was something I was not habitual to. It did not happen to me before that a girl could make me shy or hindered me from speaking up.
I felt relief when Mrs. Stevenson and the others came to start the rehearsal. The scenes we had to practice today were the dance at the ball and the scene between Mercutio and Romeo. As Jasmeet still needed to memorize some lines, we started with the fight between the Capulets and Montagues. I liked to perform these scenes as they took off my mind of that girl which was confusing me. We rehearsed it nearly half an hour in order to make it look believable and convincing.
Then it was time for Jasmeet and me to stage the first encounter between Juliet and Romeo. Hesitantly Jasmeet stood up and walked on the stage and all of our co-players pretended to be at a ball dancing. Mrs. Stevenson said: "Well, now it is time for you to meet for the frist time! Make it seem convincing!" Both of us nodded and mingled with the others, and suddenly our eyes met, making both of us blush. I did not see Jasmeet in front of me, I just locked eyes with a breath-taking stranger. It was the first time I gazed at her and I felt my insides melt. The girl lowered her gaze in a shy manner only to look up again and meeting my stare. A small smile played around her lips and I returned it timidly, trying to hide what she was doing to me.
"Now I want to see the kiss between you guys!" Mrs Stevenson exclaimed after we rehearsed some of the most important scenes at the ball and it was time for the balcony scene. The set was not here yet as it still needed construction. So we pretended that I stood on a ladder which leaned onto her balcony and we stared intense at each other.
Everyone stared at us in anticipation, as most of my classmates were very curious how this would enfold itself. Almost the whole school knew that there was something going on or was about to happen as I saved Jasmeet numerous times and stood up for her when no one else dared to do so.
Yesterday there had been no time left to rehearse this famous scene, so they were even more curious how it was going to be. The chemistry between us was undeniable and present, making no one question or doubting this. For the whole cast it was evident that the teacher had made the right choice by choosing the two of us.
I noticed that something in Jasmeet's appearance was still different as she was very out of breath when she first arrived in the audition hall. I could not say exactly what was bothering her but it made me curious. I could not sense that she witnessed this fight and was therefore acting strange. It was clear that the fight with my best friend also affected me; however, I had no idea that we had audience while this happened, and I would not find out until much later, where it would be too late to change the course of destiny.
I took a step closer to the girl who slowly but inevitable took a place in my heart and who confused me as none other could. She also came nearer to me and our hands touched, causing me to feel a jolt of electricity. Some music started to play and we began to dance, with just our hands touching each other, whirling around the stage. Our eyes locked and it was as if everyone else vanished and we were completely alone. It made something with me and stirred emotions up which I thought I banned into the back of my heart. The music played also intensified this moment as it gave us a feeling of actually dancing and not just rehearsing.
Apparently, I was not able to do so as they came back and messed up with my head. I stared into her brown eyes, which managed to acceralate my heartbeat as I lost myself in the depth of them. We were now only an inch away from each other and slowly after, she completed her last line, our lips met once again.
It was truly magical and I felt alive as I finally got to kiss those lips again which turned me into a mess. However, I noticed that she was distant and tried not to get lost into this kiss. I let my arms circle around her waist and I pulled her closer to me, attempting to get closer to her as possible. She seemed to loosen up and responded to my kiss, hugging me. It was not like the one we shared in the dark janitor's closet.
However, I could not blame her as so many people were watching us, and it was uncomfortable sharing one of the most intimate moments with our classmates. Then out of sudden, the experience was over and we separated out of breath. We continued to recite our lines and everyone stared at us in disbelief. It was evident that they did not witnessed a kiss just between colleagues, it was much much more. I knew that our performance had to be good, as they seemed engrossed in the recital.
"Enzo and Jasmeet, I have to say that you are perfect for this play and I am very happy that you chose to participate in this performance! Your chemistry is mind-blowing. " Mrs Stevenson told us after she dismissed everyone else. We just nodded, happy that we received positive feedback, and she added:
"I want you, nonetheless, to practice more often, also at home or wherever you feel comfortable to do so, and I would advise you to spend more time together as in this way you can get to know each other. The performance will not be soon but I want it to be perfect, so try to spend more time with each other! I also know that there will be some representatives of important drama schools, so if you want to go into that field, it is for sure a good opportunity!"
I stared at her in disbelief as I thought that we did our job very well and now we had to spend more time together. "Mrs Stevenson, I thank you for your compliment and we will do it exactly as you advise us to do!" startled me the voice of Jasmeet who decided to speak up. She nodded at me encouragingly, trying to convince me to approve, and I bobbed my head in agreement, not clearly persuaded . Mrs Stevenson looked at us with content and went to retrieve her bag, after having said good bye.
"Jasmeet, so how do we spend more time together?" I wanted to know from her as when we were walking to her car. The last few moments were spent in silence and we both were absorbed in our thoughts. She answered me, after a few moments: "Hmm, this is a good question, maybe we could meet on the weekend and if you do well, you could come with me to my sister's wedding!" Her sister was getting married. She was a riddle and a mystery to me. She did not let many people see her true self as she hid herself in her books or in her phone. No one really knew something about her, as she kept her true self, hidden. I really did not know her well and I decided that I wanted to change this. I really felt a desire to get to know her and to find out every small detail about her. She sparked in me a yearning to grasp her personality.
Mrs Stevenson was right, we had to play a couple in love, and we should know each other very well as there needed to be trust between us for us to be able to portray the story of these young people. I responded her: "Yeah we could meet up on Saturday or Friday? Would this work for you?" She replied me: "This sounds great, but you can send me a text on facebook as you have sent me a friend request!" I stared at her confused and she showed me that she accepted my request. I was very happy about this as I really wanted to become close to her. I knew that something about her drew me in like no other girl managed before.
She seemed innocent yet beautiful; the way she dressed today also showed this. She wore a loose dark blue trouser and a while long-arm T-shirt. Her hair was today in a messy bun, which made her look very pretty. She looked truly beautiful and I noticed that I could not take my eyes off her. "Enzo, why are you spacing out so often? Something is really wrong with you! I mean, you were not like this some days ago...What changed?" she said in a questioning manner, pulling me out of thoughts. I just told her casually, doing my best to hid my real feelings: "I was just thinking about something, but I will text you for sure!" We were now nearly at the entrance of the school. I was very surprised to see Shawn waiting at the doors. I assumed that he already left. I decided to ignore him and just walked past him. "Jasmeet?" Shawn asked the girl beside me. She looked up, seeming confused and surprised, and answered him hesitantly: "Yes, Bradley?"
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So what will happen next? I am curious to find out what you think could happen next. Why is Shawn still in school and why does he want to talk to Jassy? And what did you think about the kiss? I am so excited for your thoughts! Love
Sarah He.
Here is a mini teaser for you guys as you have been so supporting to me and I am really grateful to all of you!
Shawn's POV:
"Kaur, just because you saw me in a vulnerable moment, do not think that anything is changed between us! You are still the most despicable person I know!" I told to her in an ice-cold voice. I could not give her any ideas that I was not the person I pretended to be. There was no way I could give her a glimpse of my real personality. I had to make sure that she never tried to dig deeper and tried to see beyond the person I tried to be. I knew that she could never know the real reason for my hateful behaviour. I just could not.
She seemed clearly confused and did not expect me so act to bluntly, as she just helped me before. Her face fell visibly and I knew that she thought that she cracked a door open in me. I was glad that I managed to prove to her that it took more than one act of concern to make me change my ways. Her caring and thoughtful act almost managed to creak a door open, which I attempted to keep closed, and nearly succeeded to melt my cold heart. However, I was very good at concealing and hiding my true emotions. "Well, Bradley; you cannot handle a person being nice to you! You are really a person I hate and despise!" she spat after composing herself.
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So what do you think now? what will happen next? Let me know in the comments section below!!
Love
Sarah He.