We started sharing looks during class. I was taking strict pains to ensure no one suspected a thing. At this point, the least we needed was anyone trying to cause trouble. I observed her when she looked away. Her face was radiant; there was a smile there I hadn’t noticed, in all the time I had been crushing on her. These days I was noticing the efforts she was making to look nicer. Her short curls were brushed into waves, and I thought I noticed a hint of gloss on those lips. She turned back to give a wink, Mr Darko was shouting – the man was ballistic, someone had forgotten to write their index number on a test sheet again. When the bell went for breakfast she made a show of arranging her books. From the corner of my eye I could see as she packed and unpacked her books thrice. When Harry tapped my back, I cocked my head in her direction. He understood immediately, then pointed to his shoelaces. “This will give you a better excuse.” I went ahead to unclasp,...
This girl holds half the sky in her big hands. She may not know it yet, and she may not believe it yet, but she is light, and the darkness has nowhere to hide.