Enemy

Several months have passed , we shared little glimpses at each other . But I stil not know his name . I was flustered and my cheeks automatically turned red , when he escaped a glance at me . He did not smile , but his one look at me was enough , to make my heart flutter . His large black eyes , were so beautiful . I can’t have enough Of his face . Every time he laughed , or picked a random baby he had the cutest face .

He would laugh , make faces at them .

By that time I already knew who were his parents , he had an older sister and a younger brother , who looks exactly like him .

And his voice is so beautiful .

One time I was looking at him , from afar , and caught him singing a melody .

He sang so beautifully that I was lost there in an illusion .

Next summer , after a year of knowing him , and having several glances , we had a camp in church .

All the children were asked to participate.

I did too and so did he .

It was for three days .

“ Hii !” Maze said and greeted me .

“ Hii !”

“ sparing glances at your boy !”

“ What ??!! Who ...??? Me ??? Oh no no ” I was caught .

“ do you know his name ?” She asked looking at him , while he was busy with his frnds .

“ uhh No !”

“ want me to help you ?” She asked .

“ what ? No ... I don’t ... want to know .... I ... just ....”

“C’mon , I will ask my brother , for you ! Okay !”

“ okay !” I sighed .

I will know his name , finally .

I used to call him prince .

My prince .

And now , within a few seconds , I’ll know his real name .

Gossshhh !

“ my brother told me -no !” She rolled her eyes .

“ oh ... is his name ‘know’ ?” I asked .

I thought his name would be something out of the world .

But a - KNOW ... okay ? Not bad ... I mean he is ... who he is ... I accept him ...

I love his name . - know .

“ No no no no ... his name is not - no , my brother told me -no !” She explained .

“ WHattttt ?” I was confused .

“ ROBIN , It’s Robin David !” I turned around to find the boy who is always with him . His eyes focused on mine .

“ who are you ?” Maze questioned him .

“ his cousin !” He told her . And left .

“ either way , you got the name !.... happy ?” She asked .

I nodded .

So the name of my Prince Charming is -Robin .....

WOW , what a pretty name ....

Robin .

Suddenly , I heard a few girls , who always laughed and mocked me , for my teeth and hair . Flew like caged birds to a girl .

She had short wavy hair . A beautiful oval face . Her styling of clothes were so different and beautiful, she looked stunning than all the girls there .

“ she is Josephine !” Maze told me .

“ she usually comes here , during summer , she stayes in hostel !”

I don’t know , but I already hate her .

I saw Robin ( his name is so beautiful!) running towards her . They shook hands . I never saw him like that with anyone . “ is she his cousin !?” I asked , praying and hoping she is .

“ No !” The guy from earlier answered me .

What is it with him ? Is he eavesdropping.

I saw them , he smiled at her , touched her hair . It fekt needed for him . To do the same with me . I envied her .

Later that day , when I came back home . I asked my mother , “ mom I want to cut my hair short !”

“ why ?” She questioned me , giving me a death glare .

“ I saw a girl at the church , she had short hair , and she looked beautiful!”

“ Don’t act like a kid , besides you shouldn’t copy people , be unique and natural !” She scolded me .

“ okay !”

I went to wardrobe, and picked up my shorts with a white top .

When my mom saw me , ironing my clothes for tomorrow she told me - “ you are not wearing those shorts !”

“ why ? Everyone wears them !”

“ you are not a kid anymore , and I wouldn’t repeat myself !”