If you looked closely at Angela Buckland you couldn’t help but see why she was one of
the most popular girls at school, in fact a cursory glance would suffice, her Elphin
face had a shape and symmetry that was easy on the eye and her figure was to
die for.
Although there were girls who were more classically beautiful than her they
didn’t have any of the character of Angela’s.
Her silky red hair shone and shimmered as she moved her head and her brown
eyes bore into your soul when you met their gaze, and as if her unique beauty
was not enough she was also athletic, artistic, intelligent and sexy.
I think everyone, boy or girl that ever met her fell instantly in love with
her, but I had been in love with her since before she blossomed.
Despite all the attention though Angela managed to keep everyone of the
suitors at bay, which led to the rumour that she, played for the other team.
I never believed that for a moment and I had known her longer than anyone,
because Angela Buckland was literally the girl next door, and she had lived
there since she was three and we had been best friends since the beginning.
So when she was approaching her seventeenth birthday I wouldn’t have been at
all surprised to get an invitation to her celebration as we had after all been
friends since nursery school.
Having established that Angela was one of the popular group, I was in no
uncertain terms not, I was not athletic, artistic, or sexy but without being immodest
we did have intelligence in common and my forte was science, in particular
Physics.
So under normal circumstances, friendship and intelligence aside, why would
one of the popular girls invite a Science geek to her 17th birthday party?
Anyone not close to her could be forgiven for not being surprised, but I
was not, they would have been further surprised when it turned out I was only
one of six guests at the party one of those being Angela herself.
Though for me it certainly wasn’t a surprise knowing her as I did, she was
never a flashy person, but she didn’t want a big flashy party with lots of
superficial friends and hangers on so there was just Angela, me and four other guests
who were also old friends chosen for their friendship and not their social
standing.
Kelly Reed was also one of the popular girls but she started with us in
nursery as well and she had no affectation either, her cousin Roy Pollard who
was 18, Mark Clench and Susanna Perioli.
The party was at a Chinese restaurant called the Blossom Garden which was Angela’s
favourite, as you would expect from such a great restaurant it
was a really excellent meal and as Roy was 18 he ordered wine with meal so as we
reminisced about our shared history we laughed until we cried.
As we left the Blossom Garden and got down to
street level we had the usual hugs and kisses on the pavement and then Kelly went
accross the road to where her Dads car was parked.
While Mark, Susie and Roy, who all lived in the
same neck of the woods and went off to get the bus and Angela and I headed to the
station to catch the train and as we walked up station approach I said
“I had a really great time”
“Yeh me too” she replied
“Wasn;t it great to get the six of us together
again?”
“We should do it more often” I suggested
““We” should get together more often” Angela said
“What just the two of us?” I asked
“Yeh” she said coyly
“Just you and the geek?” I asked with surprise
“You’re not a geek” she said defensively “And anyway if
you were that wouldn’t stop me fancying you,” she said.
“You fancy me?” I asked pointing at myself
“Didn't you know?”
I shook my head
“What about you?” she asked shyly
“What do you mean?” I asked
“Do you fancy me? She said impatiently
“I don’t know about fancying you” I said and she was clearly
crestfallen for a second.
“But I’ve been in love with you since we were 7 if that
counts”
“Pig” she said and laughed before she kissed me softy on
the lips which led to the most wonderful spine tingling embrace that seemed to
last forever.
When it ended she looked at me with her soulful eyes and
smiled the most loving smile.
I returned her smile and wanted to say something fitting
for the moment but I was lost for words.
“Wow” she said beating me to the punch then she giggled
and ran off up the road and shouted over her shoulder.
“You’ll have to marry me now”
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