Hurricane Nostalgia

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The talk with my parents went pretty well considering they didn’t patronize Jose or me. They didn’t c***k weird and offensive jokes the way they did with Yashoda and her husband Maverick. They didn’t just stare at us the way they did with Sayaarah and Tayreeq. They just said “Are you sure about this honey?” and “You not going to disappear on your wedding day right.” I knew I was bipolar but that didn’t mean that I was going to just c***k up and become a psychopath overnight. I barely slept over the past few days and I knew exactly why. Honestly I have no idea why seeing him with someone else made me feel like that , like I was empty inside. Don’t get me wrong I love Jose and I want to spend the rest of my life with him but deep inside I knew that Aziah will always have that special place in my heart and don’t ask me why because I’ve been asking myself the same thing and I am coming up blank. “Miss Javier it’s almost time for your presentation” said Victoria my assistant. “Thanks Vicky! I’ll be right out” I replied politely. Victoria is one amazing assistant. I have no idea what I would do without her. I grabbed my laptop and headed towards the boardroom. The junior security staff started filling up the boardroom taking their positions nervously. I stood at the front of the table and waited for every junior to settle down. When everyone was comfortable and paying attention I braced myself to address them. One would think after doing this so often it would get easier unfortunately for me it just gets harder. “Good morning ladies and gentlemen. As you know I have been reviewing your applications and observing each and every single one of you over the past two weeks. There are 20 of you in total but after this presentation only 6 of you will be able to further your training and become apart of the Cordonian Secret Service. To be an agent of the CSS you will need to display discipline and bravery and these are the qualities we see in some of you. So without further delay let me introduce you to our future junior agents. First up is Scott Carter followed by Alison McGuire and Michael Scofield. Josephine Baker and Raiqah Drennen. Our last two are Landon Conrad and Levine Andreas. Congratulations guys and welcome to the team. As the head of CSS I thank the rest of you for your time and dedication to this project. You may not be agents but you will be given compensation for your time. I will now hand you over to Jose Fresno who will address you on your duty towards the King and his family” I them walked to the space allocated for me and sat down. I tried my best to concentrate on the meeting but my mind was all over the place. I let my mind go back to the first day I saw Aziah. The day I lost all sense of judgement and the day I fell hopelessly in love with him. It was literally love at first sight. My hair looked pathetic. My eyes had dark circles from studying all night. It was Friday and we had a chemistry test. It was only the beginning of the school year and I was already tired. The work load was terrible and I kept looking for an excuse to stay at home from school. Being a nerd you would think that I was used to it. I normally stress more then I study. I wasn’t the normal geeky nerd everyone was used to. I was probably the only nerd who hanged with stoners. You know potheads. I sure as hell didn’t look like one. I had that swag in the way I dressed. So I fitted with that group but everyday I looked in the mirror and still felt like a reject. I wasn’t a bombshell like Yashoda but I was okay. Yashoda took after my mum. She was the epitome of beautiful. I grabbed my backpack and rushed out of the house. I got into Yashoda's car and I was on my way to school. I looked out of the window and let myself get lost. I looked straight ahead and that’s when I saw him. I felt euphoric. Just looking at him walking made me feel high. I didn’t even know who he was. Yashoda hooted for him and he waved back. This could not have been any of her friends considering I would have known. You know that saying “curiosity killed the cat”. I was about to be that cat! Little did I know enquiring about him would mean the demise of my soul. “Who was that?” “Miss Javier? Mam? Are you okay? You don’t look too good.” Victoria’s concerned words had brought my trip down memory lane to an end. “ Yes I’m just feeling a little bit nauseas. Can you get me a glass of water?” I said trying to get myself to focus. The water didn’t help. I spent the rest of the meeting trying to fight the unwanted thoughts and memories that flooded my brain. The nostalgia was overwhelming. I got up,excused myself and spent the rest of the day eating vanilla ice cream and binge watching series as a result.
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