Standing in the shadow of the rising sun she could see from the corner of her eyes he was sleeping soundly. She turned to study him he was 6ft3 with the smoothest skin you can ever imagine she had always loved tall guys and she knew she was going to end up with one someday. His muscles appeared so calm and while asleep his chest would move back and forth to the rhythm of his breathe. She moved closer to study his face, the setting sun was now casting it shadows on his face now making it appear like a silhouette.

She remembered well how it all started, she had always known that music was her first love she would give anything to attend a musical concert on campus. She was so good and everyone knew it, people would tell her her voice brings nothing but happiness to them and she knew it too. She enjoyed the attention her voice brought to her. She always made this silly joke that the attention her voice got was more that what her face could ever get and even though her friends always told her she was beautiful. She knew the whole sentence was just to console her because she knew deep down she wasn’t beautiful. Nevertheless, she wasn’t complaining because she had learnt early in life to accept whatever life had to offer you and that was how she learnt to accept her scarred face. She was told a story of how she barely escaped death in a fire accident at their apartment when she was little, that was how her face got a larger share of the burns. She had to go for plastic surgery and thanks to God and her rich parents who made her look less of a monster.

Every guy was her very good friend but none of them was comfortable enough to ask her out and so while her friends were having boyfriends going on dates and all, she would remain in her room listening to the latest songs which contributed to her great love for music but most of the times she would love up on her academics and study really hard. No wonder she ended up top of her class.

Towards the end of her final year there was an annual jazz concert that was going to take place on campus, she was excited and looking forward to that day. The day finally came but all her friends came up with the excuse of having an all night tutorial to make up for missed classes nevertheless, she was determined not to let them ruin her fun so she decided to go all alone.

She arrived at the venue 30minutes early to the concert and the hall was filled already, thanks to getting an earlier ticket at the front roll, she sat at her table an planned to listen to the songs on her phone while she waited. She was looking forward to a great night.

She felt a tap on her shoulder and smiled to greet whoever it was. She looked up and saw the most handsome man in existence and she couldn’t stop smiling nor take her eyes off him and whatever he was saying to her hit deaf ears because she just kept saying yes. Just as she continued to day-dream, she saw another hand entangled in his, she looked up and saw a pretty girl standing there. “Oh God, he is taken” she said as she watched both of them share the same table with her. She checked her phone it was 5minutes to the show and the anchor of the show had started talking, so she removed her earpiece to listen to what he was saying and coincidentally on time too to experience what she called a situation turn around. The mac dreamy girl wasn’t his girlfriend after all, she stood up to announce that she had to leave. Her boyfriend was around, so he hugged her and said he was going to find another friend for the night.

A part of her was happy because now its just the two of them left on the table, “he wouldn’t have a choice but to say hello” she thought as she pretended to be engrossed in her phone. He was looking at her now and she could feel it but she wasn’t sure why he was looking. Oh no! she should have known he was looking at her scarred face…he cleared his throat and said “hey friend what’s your name?” she replied with a smile and said “Julian and you are?” “Oh my bad I am Richard, Richard Jacobs” she replied “oh good”  and returned back to her phone. he thought to himself “I like her already she’s  composed” he shifted his chair closer because of the loud sound so he wouldn’t have to shout. He said “Julian am sorry but as anyone ever told you’re beautiful?” she was shy now she looked away and said “oh well not today” he laughed loud and said “then am lucky to be the first” they talked a lot during the concert and it finally came to an end. She enjoyed every bit of it but she knew at the end of the day he was going to give her one of those lines “its so nice to meet you thanks for your time and see you around” She turned to say goodbye before those words came out of his mouth when he asked if he could drop her off . Oh my God! she was surprised, “he was a gentle man after all” she thought to herself as she gave him the direction to her hostel. They talked all the way and they both wished the night wouldn’t end but all this was going to end soon at the gate because they were just seconds away from it. Well, she knew his name, the fact that he was in school for his masters and she would always remember that and smile after tonight. She was still lost in her thoughts when he asked if he could see her again, she almost spilled her guts couldnt help but coughed and said “sorry I didn’t get that” he smiled and said “I asked for your number your excellency” Right there, she prayed and said “God bless the founder of jazz”. “Oh okay then” she called the digits.he promised her he was going to call her and said goodnight. She wasn’t sure if she ran, skipped or break-danced to the hostel but she knew her future was becoming brighter with an handsome man in it.


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