I tried to keep on ignoring Khalid, but I really couldn't. I was quite the softie. Maybe it was best to talk to him, but we hadn't gotten to the sharing of secret stage, and it was a secret for me. But, I still had to warn him. Maybe it was highly advisable to tell him. But, what if he told the other kids? I was conflicted.

I picked his call after lunch. He didn't hide his shock when I picked the call. He began to apologize seriously about something he never did wrong. He presumed it was the kiss of the day before that day. I tried to explain to him that I wanted it as much as he did. But, he didn't let me and let his apologizing overshadow my explanation. I didn't tell him I had forgiven him, because I was never mad at him in the first place. I instead, broke my explanation down and told him I was never mad to begin with. He accepted and begged to meet me. I told him I was observing my siesta at that time, and was going to meet him after, he agreed to that, making me sigh out loud as I fell on my bed.

I couldn't sleep throughout, so I decided to meet up with him instead. I called his number, he told me he was at the hall but could meet me at the door, or just come to my room. I didn't want him making Tosin feel uncomfortable in anyway, so I told him I was going to meet him in front of the hall instead. With that, I got dressed – I wore a simple short flowery peach colored gown. Tosin had a smile on her face the whole time.

"Luck," she wished me as I left the room, making me smile and wave. I was really loving the connection I was beginning to have with her.

When I got to the hall, Khalid was standing in front of the hall, his back leaning on it, his left hand in the pocket of his short, while he was operating his phone with his right hand. A faint smile kissed my lips, he was looking really good, I couldn't deny. I walked gently until I got to his front, halting with a smile. He noticed my legs first, since I was standing so close. A smile kissed his lips before he then looked up at me.

"Hey," I said in a low voice, hearing a little bit of crack in my voice. Ugh! I was nervous

He had a really wide smile on. "It's great to see you. I mean, you look nice," he complimented, stuttering a little in between, making me smile.

I didn't put any effort at all, into my looks whatsoever. So, his stuttering came to me more as a shock than a wawu. I smiled to myself, as I felt chills behind my neck, making me rub at it. He smiled back. We then fell into silence. People passing kept on either giving us awkward stares or muttering stuff. I wanted to get out of there, and obviously so did he, because he kept on shifting his weight from leg to leg uncomfortably.

"Want to go somewhere else?" I asked, since both of us were being so silent and awkward.

He let out a laugh. "Yes, please. This place is doing me one kain."

I nodded. "I know right? But the problem now is, where? Any suggestions?"

"Hall?"

"Ewww, no. Too many eyes and mouths."

"The Cinema?"

I chuckled more to myself than out loud. "No now."

He laughed. "My room?"

I was pretty sure he might have meant that from the pureness of his heart, but my mind went far and farther away from whatever he was thinking.

"Sounds like an option, but nah." I placed my hand on my chin, then added, "Somewhere open."

And it was like something dinged inside him. "The playground," he said, lifting his left hand up like he wanted to seek for permission from his teacher.

I laughed. "That sounds right now."

He chuckled, and with that we began to make our way to the playground.

The playground was an extension of the field. It had swings, slides, cement benches, and a lot more things. I smiled to myself when I got there. "It's been so long I've been on a swing," I thought out loud.

"Do you want to?" he asked, looking down at me.

I smiled sheepishly, then nodded. "Yes, please."

He chuckled. "Okay then, let's go." And with that, we both began to charge for the swing like youngsters. And at that moment, I began to miss the days when I was young. When I had no worries and only had to go to school, eat and play. All my childhood friends from those days, were all big boys and big girls already. Being in boarding school, made me drift away from them greatly. Some of them still moved together, but we all didn't speak anymore. Rumors – that came back to my ear - began to spread about me being proud because my dad had money and I could go to an expensive school, my school that wasn't even that expensive. Some said I was arrogant. Some said I had grown wings and no longer found them my mate. Those rumors, made me stay indoor every time I had went home. They were only jealous, I used that to encourage myself. Their pushing me away, only drew me close to my siblings, and it was one of the most amazing things that ever happened to me. Some part of me was glad that they had pushed me away, because most of them began to walk pitiful and regrettable paths, and I was pretty sure that if they had still kept me in touch, I'd have turned out that way. I was one to want to explore and do stuff. So, maybe boarding house did have it good parts.