One Hundred Ninety
It was a long drive. But she had to attend the wedding. And on her way, she had to pick up a friend in the city.
It was a very hot afternoon in December. Being dressed like that is the least that she wanted with that kind of temperature. But the wedding was too important. She just had to endure all of these for the bride.
He was in the office, trying to focus at work. It was 1:02 in the afternoon. Then his phone beeped. It was her. “The bride is one of my best friends. It’ll be fine. Later, I’ll drop by.” Is she even serious? Is this for real? Will she do it? - endless thoughts lurking in his mind.
The wedding was beautiful. Mary was so happy seeing her best friend at her happiest. It’s like a fairy tale in real life. Reception was more beautiful. It was surreal. She even had the chance to reunite with her long time friends. And to keep the fun time going, Mary was set up to be that single lady who “caught the bouquet”. It was one memorable wedding.
Edward was a bit busy in the office. But he really could not fathom what’s happening. “Is she even serious? I didn't expect this.” At 9:24, his phone beeped. “I’m on my way.” Yes, it was her.
It was still busy, and it was already 10 in the evening. And Mary is not used to that kind of setting. The city has never been her place. She lived there, yes. But at this kind of hour back home, almost everybody is asleep. Then she saw him, walking towards the car. And he smiled. That night was the first time she saw his genuine smile.
Edward leaned over the car window. He eyed on her; surprised on the dress that she was wearing that night. She looked really different in person, he thought. Talking to her on the phone gives him a picture of a very bubbly girl who is so naive and loves to smile a lot. And the very first moment he saw her tonight, she was different. She looked sophisticated, with that hair and make up.
“Hop in.”, she said. Then she smiled. Ah, that smile, he thought.
That night was a memorable one. It was their very first night. And they were just in the car, talking and laughing all night. She was very comfortable with him. She laughed so hard. She talked about her family, her friends, the wedding and a lot more. This was one of those remarkable nights that made me happier, she thought.
She looked really cute when she laughs. He used to hate girls who talk a lot and keep on bugging him about things. But this right here? She’s an exemption. Mary is an exemption. And these things, that he used to hate, made her more likeable to him. Yes, she is very different, he thought.
It was around 4 in the morning when they decided to part ways.
Edward asked for a kiss. Mary gave him, near his lips. And it was their first kiss.