Daniella and I.

Remembrance.

The entrance hall was large, well-lit and teeming with noisy costumed people. It smelled slightly of sweat and perfume in the air, but no one seemed to pay attention to it. In the midst of it all, we stood, Daniella and I. Daniella was wearing her Naruto Cosplay consisting of some orange pants, a blue T-shirt and an orange vest, and I in my Sasuke Cosplay, white shorts, and a blue T-shirt. She looked so sweet and lovely. I remember it all like it was yesterday . My so-called friends were laughing as they pushed us together again and again. We were both all flushed and shy at the moment. It was the first time we met each other face to face. A huge step for both of us . My smallest friend Miriam , was the first who broke the awkward silence between us by clapping her hands and squeal loudly, "Kiss her!" I glanced over at Daniella as she stood there by my side, quite shy and blushy. Just like me . We looked at each other for a few seconds before our lips met in a quick and rather clumsy yet passionate kiss. None of us are sure what we expected. When our lips parted , it was as if the ice between us had been broken and boundaries moved slightly. Now it suddenly didn't seem so scary to kiss her anymore, but more exciting and new. Something I wouldn't mind doing again . And I did, many times and I enjoyed every single moment of it. We broke away from the others and spent all our time together, just the two of us. We learned important qualities about each other and had deep meaningful conversations about everything between heaven and earth, while being able to joke with each other at the same time. We were all over the place, playing around, getting new amazing friends, and so on. We managed to create a unique bond from the very beginning, and this bond is something I will cherish and protect for ever and ever. One of the days when we were sitting in the cafeteria, she was fiddling with her phone and suddenly I received a message. A love confession. With a racing heart I told her that I felt the same way as my hand found her's under the table and squeezed it shyly. She returned it. I brough her home with me, and we were up late , talked about our childhood , fun memories , and cuddled all night long. She told me that I had held her all night, the following morning. I felt the time passed too quickly and the three days we had each other was running up. It was time to say goodbye to her. It was painful to see her step into the car , the girl I had spent the last 72 hours with, disappearing. I didn't want to let her go . I wanted her to stay with me and always by my side desperately. At school and as well as at home. I was in love