Her Last Words by Grace Yu (book recommendations website .TXT) 📕

rang, everyone stood up, heading out the door, leaving Christopher and myself in the room.
I stood up, picking up my things, heading out the door.

As I stepped out of the door, I was grabbed by someone. I turned my head, seeing Christopher stopping my movements with his hand gripped on my wrist.
“Teresa…” He said with his creamy voice as he slid his nose on my hair, breathing in a deep inhale of my scent.
A cherry blush, flushed past my cheeks at the sudden close contact. ‘What was this? How did he know me?’ I thought to myself as I was embraced by his gentle hold.
“It’s been 3 years, since we last held each other like this…” he murmured as he brushed his cheek against my frizzy hair.
Wait…we met before? We…hugged?....3 years?...what was he talking about?
I was confused, really confused.

I had never met Christopher in my entire life and now he goes ‘its been 3 years, since we last held each other?’ - Something was defiantly wrong.
Gently, I pushed him away. “I’m sorry; I think you’ve got the wrong person….” I said to him before I turned my back, walking out of the classroom.

As I turned to see his reaction, he seemed to be in shock and I could see a flash of hurt through his ocean eyes.
I couldn’t help it though. I didn’t know him. Well, at least, I didn’t think I knew him.
I shook my head to clear my head from what had just happened as I headed towards my locker, turning the combination.

Opening my locker door, I took out my English book out of my bag, placing it in beside my thick Math book, taking out my History book.
Heading out to my next class, I could see through the corner of my eye, that Christopher was watching me. Not in a stalking way, but as if he wanted to know if I was safe.
Stepping into the next classroom, I sat in my original seat.

Hours passed and it was time for lunch.
As I walked out of the classroom, I headed to the cafeteria to grab my food.
Truthfully, I wasn’t hungry at all.
All I could think about was my first meeting with Christopher.
How did he know me so well? Had we met before?
The way he held me, the way he brushed his lips against my half-tangled hair
I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Not even for a second. Even if I tried to forget about him, I couldn’t.
His hands that touched smoothly against my slim waist; his heavenly scent that released a soothing fragrance; And his eyes, his creamy ocean eyes that reflected a dark emerald in the dim sunlight.

Oh, how I loved those eyes of his.
I couldn’t help but sigh with reverie thoughts of Christopher running through my mind.
What was this? Why did he keep coming into my mind as if I was…..

It was then, when I realized that I had dear and immense feelings for Christopher Campbell.
I was…..in love with him.
I shook my head, laughing at my inner thought. Me? in love? That’s ridiculous.
Laughing the thought out of my head, I headed over to an empty table with a tray with a egg sandwich, a carton of strawberry milk and some fruit,

As I turned my head to look around, my gaze became linked with the same and familiar ocean like eyes.
“Tessi” His gentle voice spoke as it brushed against my ears, so easily making my face warm in just that slight second. “Could I have lunch with you?” He asked.
I looked up at him. Where had I heard that name before? And why was he calling me it?’ He stood right beside me, waiting patiently for my reply.
I released a short sigh, before nodding at him. “Okay” It was clear from the look in my eyes that I had many questions to ask him and for that moment, I thought that i might as well take this change to do so.

My thoughts were interrupted as I watched him move to the seat at the other side of me.
He sat still for a few seconds, locking his gaze onto my watchful eyes, before he grabbed one of my sandwiches and taking a bite from it.
I sat there astonished. Who did that? Who was he to take my lunch without concerning me at all?
“So….” His soft voice started, leaning his body closer to mine. “How have you been?” He asked as if nothing had happened before.
“Good…I suppose.” I answered with a slow and confused tone.
I wasn’t sure what to do or say to him.
“That’s good” He said as he took another bite of the egg sandwich. He leaned forward locking his dark indigo eyes with my wondering brown ones. “I see that you still sit next to the window.” He said casually as his eyes slithered away from mine and out the window that stood beside the table. “I remember so clearly when you and I had first met one another, right here, in front of this lonely window” He said with the softest and tender of voices, I’d heard in my entire life.

I understood nothing of what he had said. We had never met before and yet, he talks as if they had known each other for many years, but that wasn’t true……well, to me at least.
Watching him take another bite of the sandwich, I gazed as he watched the rain that splattered onto the window sill while he was speaking of this moment that I had no memory of.

With no more than a swift, he turned his head towards me. His light ocean eyes gazing into mine
“Why don’t we go some where after school; there’s a place I want to take you.” He asked as he turned his hand reaching for my cheek.

I gave a slight gasp as I felt his gentle, warm hand against my cheek.
What was this feeling? His touch, his scent, it was all so familiar, so…wonderful.
His calm and passionate touch brushed past my cheeks softly as his eyes stood in contact with mine.

I watched him as he leaned closer and closer towards me, his face inches from mine.
“Teresa!” I turned my head with a quick swish, seeing who had called my name.
It was Jennifer. Jennifer, Jenny for short, had been my best friend ever since childhood years. She was always here with me, from thick to thin. Although she seemed quite overprotective at times, I was happy and grateful that she cared for me that much.
I watched as Jenny ran towards us. “How come you didn’t……” She paused as she turned her attention to Christopher. “Oh…it’s you…” She said to him in a bitter tone.
I looked at her with a wondering expression. Jenny seemed to be unpleasant with Christopher’s presence. ‘What was she talking about? Did they know one another?’ I thought as I turned to Christopher.

Christopher seemed to smile amusingly at Jenny’s words. “It’s nice to see you again, Jennifer Jill.” He replied with a soft, yet slightly annoyed tone.
It was as if they both didn’t like each other.
“What brings you back to Sydney?” Jenny asked with a mocking smirk of her own.
“I came to see Tessi, of course” He said as he turned to me with a warm smile.
“You have no right on calling her that anymore, ‘Chris’” She said.
Jenny seemed to be getting mad. I wasn’t too sure why, but she really seemed to despise him.
It was strange. They knew each other. That much was clear, but how they acted was a pondering question. Imprint

Publication Date: 01-12-2010

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