I'll never call it love - part 1

Part 2 

 

Samantha is a silent girl new to college life. Just like every other girl she also had so many dreams and expectations. A girl who had never spoken to guys, the girl who was framed as a 'moody one' in school. After studying in one of the most hi5 co-ed school in a metropolitan city which is known for its girl-boy rumours, the school in which the standard complaint what every girl's parents get was 'Oh she is sooo talkative", she was an exception. The usual complaint (if her parents had time to visit) what Samantha's parents got was "she is sooooo silent", "I was not aware that she really belonged to my class till the answer sheets were distributed". She knew nothing about the outside world. She was terrified to talk to anyone and she was afraid of everything. She loves many things starting from sports till studies. But her diary is her darling, her only true loyal friend and that was everything to her.

I'm Samantha- Sam, and this is my story.  I love to make friends but never felt like going and talking with any. I was not afraid of anything and everything as people thought. I just felt others were too childish when compared to me. I had guts to do anything and the fact that I didn't have much friends or that I'm very quiet or that people feel all that about me never stuck my head that these things are expected from a human aged 17. And the only reason why I never spoke with guys was that they never came and spoke with me.

There was a picture about me in people's mind that I'm very harsh, no nonsense person and well yes I'm. People were afraid to share their personal stuffs with me because they felt I hated the term 'love', 'flirting', 'crush' etc. But the truth was I didn't hate love but I felt falling for someone during school days was just not right. Even I had a crush on my classmate but I never bothered telling him or infact never replied him even if he came and spoke with me (which happened a lot of times).I liked him but I couldn't help wondering how could someone like someone else THAT much? The very thing was a little revolting and wierd to me. And what people did in the name of 'love' looked funny to me. My class mates used to keep texting all the time during class hours in school. They used to sacrifice their lunch and buy so many little gifts with that money and most of the time I used to be the one sharing my lunch with them all the time and go to Hallmark after school with them to choose gifts for their special one. The only girl I considered as my friend never said me that she was in a relationship for 4 years because she thought I'd slap her. So this is me. And this is my four years of Engineering life from my best friend 'sh' that is my diary. 

My first day started with so many self promises -I wont be silent, I will try to trust people, I will be a little more friendly, I will not consider everyone else as childish and the most basic thing of all I'll start to care for everything and everyone in this world, I decided to develop little emotions and a emotional bonding which I had never felt in my life. I never knew if I could do that too because I had always me in my world and too independent. But I made up my mind telling myself that if I try surely I can. And with that I entered my college. 

It was big, it looked special. My dad came till me classroom, said me all the best and left. There were a group of girls sitting in 4th bench. One looked very familiar, thanks to Orkut, I waved my hand and introduced myself to her. She identified me immediately and spoke with me. We sat together along with the other gals. We all became very close within 2 days.