Tuesday 21 January 2014

SFAT The Teens



For the next four days the stories are based on the sketches of like first outlined in Scenes from a Tram Stop
The boy and girl were springing, springing on to the tram that the woman and pram had just got off. Not quite holding hands, not quite a couple but very close. Going home from school, laughing, joking, smiling like only 15 year-old soon-to-be couples could. Maybe they were discovering the thrills of falling in love for the first time, maybe it was their second, whatever it was, they were still young enough for everything to be fresh, new, adventurous. Something special for them to savour.  
But Hugo was nervous, he didn’t know what the next move was. He knew what he wanted the outcome to be; he spent almost every waking hour dreaming about kissing Sara for every day for the last 3 weeks, since they were first sat next to each other in history class. But he didn’t know how to get to that outcome. The problem was he’d never kissed a girl before. He knew she’d kissed a boy, she’d told him about the boy from the summer camp and the boy from her middle school. He thought he knew how to kiss, after all he’d practiced on his pillow at home while his brother was cleaning his teeth, but what he didn’t know was how to create the moment - how to go from friends to boyfriend and girlfriend. There were so many questions, could he just lunge in and kiss her? Should he ask her? Was there a magic word? Which way did boys tilt their heads and which way did girls? Was there a rule? And then there were the doubts, what if she didn’t feel the same way? He thought she did but he didn’t know. What if his kissing technique was terrible, would she laugh at him and tell all the girls in school? 

They stood on the tram laughing and joking, he loved this penultimate part of the journey, when the others had gone their separate ways at Namesti Miru and he was left alone with Sara. Today was the day, but he’d told himself that both yesterday and the day before and neither had been. But today, well he felt something special in the air. He had 7 tram stops to make his move. But he didn’t have to.
As soon as they were away from the prying eyes of the friends they’d left behind on the tram stop, Sara went on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips.
‘Wow!’ That was all he could think of saying.
‘Well I couldn’t wait for you to make the move forever, could I?’ She said with a smile that made him want to kiss her again immediately.















1 comment:

  1. yeah... sometimes women have to take over:) but I can't imagine myself being the first one in this situation when I was at her age...:):) even today I would think ten or twenty times:) A brave and good girl she is:)

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