This girl walked into my pub and I was thinking how 2 people can look the same way, this one looked like the girl I had crush on in my college. She was so beautiful, and I thought she looked so special. Now this girl in front of me had very similar face, and I guess this type of face can be found on many people.
Well, she actually looked very much like her, but there was no recognition in her reaction when she saw me so it couldn't be her. Besides what would she be doing here, it's 15 miles away from our college town, in the middle of nowhere.
Tonight, the same girl walked in with a guy. I thought pretty much the same. This girl I knew back in college had the purest name, like, let's say, "Clear Rivers" or something. Cannot say her real name here, but she was this very, very pretty girl with very, very virginal name. She was decent acting girl and not at all slutty. Then she hooked up with a guy called James while we were on a school trip to South Italy, while James's room mates were still in their room. We all heard from poor Nick who had to sleep in the next bed while they were at it like a couple of rabbits. And it was supposed to be a holiday romance as James had a girlfriend of 5 years, but it was very obvious that they carried on after the trip.
Then it was my turn to take their orders, so I went up to them. The guy ordered first, then casually said,
"Clear, how about you?"
I held my pen and the pad and said,
"You are Clear?"
She nodded.
"Clear Rivers?"
I would not be able to stay in the pub if I were her. It is too embarrassing. I would DIE if my past haunt me down 15 miles away from my town in the middle of nowhere.
Then again, that's probably why I never do anything that I'd regret. Ha-ha. Cheers, Clear.
