On the day we met for the very first time, the sun was so bright that golden sand seemed to be flowing on the sea.
I went to the place where we have arranged to meet 15 minutes earlier, coz I'm never that kind of person who think that being "fashionably" late is the right of a girl.
However, there Daniel was, leaning on the fence, looking out to the sea.
Ooops...I was..."fashionably" late.
Some kind of force made me stand still at where I was, about a mile away from Daniel. I knew if I stand there for any longer, I wouldn't be "fashionably" late but "very" late instead, however, I just wanted to stay there and looked at Daniel from a distance. It made me feel good, but I dunno why.
Daniel was wearing a short sleeve shirt with brown checks on it and a pair of blue jeans, which looked really good on him. He was tall. He was like, a real life Josh Hartnett.
Suddenly he turned around as if he had realized that I was looking at him. I quickly looked down and unzipped my shoudler bag, pretended to be searching for something. "That is so silly of me," I thought.
I looked up and walked towards him. A broad smile was on his face (his eyes became two lines because of the bright sunshine and I think that was really cute), and that made me feel more embarrased by my own foolish act.
"Hi," Daniel said, "nice to meet you, Christy."
There was always something special about the way he called my name. I couldn't tell how he pronounced my name in a way that was so different from the others. But it was special. It was like, there was no one else in this world who's called "Christy" but me.
"Hi, nice to meet you too, Daniel." I said.
"So...here you go the book from Sam." Daniel said, still smiling.
"Oh thank you very much," I said, his smile was infectious, I found myself smiling too, "it's so much trouble."
"No, not at all." Daniel said.
"Thank you." I said.
"You're welcome." Daniel said.
We were silent for a few seconds.
"Are you interested in Art?" Daniel asked, "coz you have this Art book and I'm just wondering."
"Oh ya, although I dun have much talent in that." I said.
"No, I'm sure you have. This book is definitely a very good read. I read it two years ago. You know, not every Art book is readable." Daniel said.
"So you're interested in Art too?" I asked.
"Oh yes I am...actually, I'm taking Fine Art in the university." Daniel said.
"Really?" I was impressed, so this Josh Hartnett look-alike was an artist, "I had taken Art for two years too."
"Look, Christy."
"Yes?"
"Do you wanna sit down somewhere else so that we can talk...mmm...about Art?"
"Oh, that'll be lovely."
That was how the first date(or should I call it a date?) of me and Daniel went...talking about Art, you know.