The bitter and sweet of it

They were kids...
well, not exactly kids, but something like pre-teens. 12 and 13 to be exact.
He was 13.He was the...guy, who has never cared about being popular and do all the stuff the other ...guys used to do. When the others were just worried about playing sports and talking about...girls, he was just living his life.That year, he happened to win some popularity. He didn't understood how that happened, but it was ok. He was in the 7# grade at school, he had a best friend, and some kids from he 6# grade were always around him, because he didn't ignore them as everybody did.
Among those ... "kids", there was a little blondie girl. She was kind of different from the others. The other girls were always wearing make-up and wearing differente clothes to get the boys attention. That girl just didn't use to worry about that.She liked this guy company, but she was just 12 and she didn't think about love]matters that time.
And that... guy also didn't care about feelings romantic subjects.After all, they were pre-teens with a childish mind.
The years passed by and when our little...guy turned 15, he went to
highschool. The girl wasn't there, cause she was younger than him, but he didn't care, because he had forgotten that girl.
When the guy turned 16, he started dating with another girl from another city. A complicated situation, but they could handle that for some time. Just for time, though.
That time, the girl from the beggining of the story, was arriving at this guy's school.He saw her.She was... differente. She wasn't a little girl anymore. She grew up and now she had not just a beautiful golden hair and wonderful green eyes, but her face was like...an angel. An incredibly misterious angel. The boys didn't notice her immediately, cause she wasn't the kind they decide to "track". She didn't have a "supermodel" body, she used to wear very sporty clothes, almost male clothes to be exact. But our guy...he was mesmerized by that beauty.
It wasn't physycal.It was...different. Besides, he was in a relationship, and different from the other guys, he was absolutely loyal to his feelings.
Well, the destiny can be cruel, and our boy and his girlfriend broke up after a whole year together.
he was free now, but someting kept him away from that angelic girl.
He didn't understood that.Somethings they were in the supper queue, and she smiled to him, and waved briefly.He waved back to her, but nothing more than that.
He finished highschool, and the year after, everytime he passed by that school walls, he had some hope to see that girl.But he never saw her.
Some months later, he was going to work when he saw her cycling down the street, she said hi and he almost forgot to breath.
But that couldn't be. And then our guy decided he felt nothing for her. He didn't see her for months and it helped him to believe he was right.
One year later, he was shopping for clothes, when he saw her pulling a heavy box to the lift, she was wearing that dark red uniform and he sighed and follow her with his eyes.She entered the lift and disappeared, but she came back some minutes later and she saw him.
For some reason, she smiled. She didn't have to smile.Both of them didn't talk for more than 2 years, they probably would have forgotten each other, mostly because he didn't mean nothing to her, and she didn't mean nothing to him, or this was what they were supposed to believe.
But she just smiled...a special smile. A smile that enlightned that cloudy and stupid saturday. And then she left.
It was nothing, he thought. He didn't feel nothing, he managed to put into his mind. And it worked for a while.
Half an year later, he was on his way to work...when he saw her again. For some reason the destiny just had the very bad habbit of doing both of them come across each other regularly.What a disgrace. But the last time he saw her, the literally lost his air.
She was not just beautiful and angelic, but stunning. Not the kind of stunning the other boys would think, but our guy was different. He liked her tom boy style. Her sport clothes, her jacket zipped up to the neck, and now, her short messed hair.
What a cowardice, he always had a weak spot for short haired girls.
The destiny knew how to be cruel, it DID know.But...in the destiny's hand was that guy.