HE WAS MY FIRST LOVE

People often say you never forget your first love I used to laugh whenever I heard those words.i believed life was too busy ,too complicated,and too unpredictable for anyone to hold on a single memory forever but i was wrong Because no matter how many years have passed no matter how much I have grown one face still lives in quiet corners of my heart. His name was Felix He was my first love The rain drummed softly against the roof as I stared out of classroom window watching students rush across the school compound with colorful umbrellas it was the first day of my final year in at Anne secondary school everything felt different New teachers New classmates New expectations My name is Olivia James and at seventeen I believed I had my entire life planned out my dream was simple graduate with excellent grades earn university scholarships and make my parents proud love was never part of the plan My mother often reminded me “books will never break your heart “ I believed her At least I tried to The classroom door swung open just as our English teacher entered Good morning everyone Good morning ma’am the class replied We have a new student joining us today A tall boy stepped into the room his white uniform was neatly pressed and his backpack rested casually over one shoulder he wasn’t trying to impress anyone yet every eye in the room found him He had warm brown eyes a calm smile and expression that made him seem completely at ease I’m Felix maxwells he said my family recently moved here from Canada it’s nice to meet you all Several girls whispered excitedly I hope he sits near me He’s handsome I wonder if he has a girlfriend I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to my note book Boys had one talent they distracted people from what really mattered Felix the teacher said scanning the classroom the only empty sit is beside Olivia I looked up so quickly that my pen slipped from my fingers He walked towards me Hi he said with polite smile Hi His voice was calm and for the reason I couldn’t explain it made me feel strangely nervous Throughout the lesson I focused on taking notes refusing to look his direction Until…… Excuse me he whispered I glanced sideways I forgot my notebook could I borrow one sheet of paper Without saying a word I tore a page from my notebook and handed it to him Thank you You’re welcome That was our first conversation Just three words each I never imagined those simple words would become the beginning of a story that would change my life forever During lunch break I sat beneath the old mango tree behind the library enjoying the quiet It was my favorite place in the school No gossip No noise Just peace I opened my literature textbook determined to finish my assignment before afternoon classes