First Girlfriend

"A broken bone can be healed, but a broken heart cannot be healed". I was broken. It was 11th grade. It pained to see Aashi with someone else. Whenever i used to have her thoughts, i'd just put on some music and take my mind off her. Music, the first addiction of a broken heart. I decided to keep myself busy with studies as much as possible to avoid her thoughts. 8 hours of extra classes in my daily schedule felt like God was trying to tell me, "Dude ! Get over her."

I still remember my first day of Physics classes when i saw her. A beautiful face, with dreamy eyes, a sharp nose, dimpled cheeks, pointed chin. Fairly tall, almost 5'6. Perfect Body. Blue jeans, Blue shirt, Hair fell on one side of her shoulder and a cute hairband. She was easily the hottest girl I had ever seen. An angel descended from heaven, so naive, so delicate. Her smile was flawless. Whenever she used to step down from her car, the time just froze. People paused. String quartet started playing in the background. It was perfect. She was perfect. And as soon as she swung the car door behind her, everything came back to life.

Initial days were just a few glances and smiles exchanged. Then a few conversations discussing the syllabus, the classes she had missed. I used to keep her updated on whatever was taught in the classes. She used to cheat from my answer sheet, and i was more than happy to let her. I had a crush on her which I had confessed in the initial few days of our friendship. Haha, Experience helps, doesn't it ? And she too liked me.

Shocked ? eh ? You guys might be wondering. How can a girl, so perfect, can like a guy like me ? A nerd with flab ? She might be crazy ! No, She wasn't. I was a changed guy before my 11th grade had started. I had reduced all the extra weight. The flab was gone. Hair chopped. Cuteness enhanced.

We started spending a lot of time together. She had joined my chemistry classes as well. And we grew closer to each other, but I didn't have the balls to ask her out. We used to suck at chemistry, and after some time it seemed pointless to attend the classes. She introduced me to the art of bunking. The nerd in me detested, but spending time with her outside the classes ? Ahh, What The Hell ! Who gives a shit about chemistry anyway.

We used to sit in the parking lot, and she blabbered about anything and everything around us. For me, I was too busy noticing her sparkling eyes. Every time she blinked, I skipped a heartbeat. I loved everything about her. Especially the way her lips curled when she smiled, the way she would bite them when she said something really dumb. Oh, She was so kissable. In my mind, I was constantly wondering how would it feel to kiss her. Sitting in the parking lot hand-in-hand, with her head on my shoulder was a normal thing. I often felt, there was no need of asking her out. It felt like we were already going out.

But that day she was sad, her eyes were wet. She still managed to look so cute, just like a baby. My baby. That day, she held me a lot tighter. I constantly tried to cheer her up, but to no effect. I hugged her and kissed her forehead. She pressed me into her and dug in deep into my neck. I held her tightly. The moment seemed perfect. She looked at me and tears rolled down her eyes. I wiped them off. She slowly came closer and before I knew it, I felt her lips against mine. They were wet and soft. The touch sent chills all over my body. There was popping in my ears. It felt like I had no lungs. It was magical. It was perfect. I never wanted it to end, but you know I needed my lungs back. Our lips parted and she dug in my neck again, feeling awkward and shy at the same time. I hugged her tightly. I didn't wanted to let her go. But the chemistry classes had ended. We smiled at each other and started walking towards her car. I held her hand tightly and she wound her around my arm. We got into her car and she dropped me home. Before i got down, we kissed each other goodbye, and it was perfect.

I don't know what it was. The girl, way out of my league, was with me. I had My First Kiss that day, and I couldn't stop smiling. She couldn't stop either. And I loved it. I loved her smile. Days went on and the chemistry classes turned into make-out sessions. And I wont lie, I loved that. She was mine, My Anamika. We were in love.

Two things absolutely necessary in a relationship are Physics and Chemistry. And my first relationship was because of the essentials.