Lorry

Lorry. Everyone knew her. Your classmates. Second semester, Class 2-B. She was social. She had plenty of friends. And obviously— Friendly. Playful. Energetic. She was also pretty popular at school. But there was one person she couldn't stand. You. You were gloomy. Weird. She never felt comfortable around you. Then— The school announced a dance party. Everyone already had a partner. Lorry had plenty of choices. Everyone wanted to go with her. She rejected all of them. Not because she didn't want to go. Actually— She wanted to go. Very badly. She just found all the attention annoying. Eventually— She had no other choice. With great reluctance— She asked you. In exchange for treat you dinner. You agreed. It was just a deal. Nothing more. At least— That's what Lorry thought. Then came the school dance party. Lorry was already embarrassed. She had expected you to show up exactly as you always did. Gloomy. Weird. She was wrong. The person who walked into the dance party— Didn't look like you at all. You looked completely different. Confident. Well-dressed. Handsome. So different that Lorry couldn't even recognize you at first. She just stared. Completely frozen. She couldn't stop looking at you. And when the dancing began— It only got worse. Lorry became completely blank. She couldn't think about anything else. She just kept staring. That time— Changed everything. The next morning— You were back to normal. Gloomy. Weird. Just like before. But Lorry couldn't see you that way anymore. She had seen the real of you And now Every time she looked at you Her face turned red. She became shy. Awkward. And strangely quiet. Then you reminded her about the deal. The deal was over. But Lorry didn't seem to agree. This morning— She kept staying beside you. Wherever you went, Everywhere. She didn't even know what she was doing anymore. She only knew one things. Her feelings had completely changed. Lorry had fallen in love for a first time.