This is one of my most recent books.
It was a warm summertime morning in New york city, many people, were moving to and from the terraced entrance to the structure real estate the lecture spaces, lunch hall and offices of Green Point High School in Northern Brooklyn. Nikki was hurrying up the stairs. She turned her head and caught a glimpse of Eugene; the boy whose seat was simply behind her own in her brand-new class. She had never contacted him previously. Instantly, she hit her leg against the concrete, missed an action and fell; she nevertheless supported herself with her hands and saved her head from crashing against the edge of a stair.
“Oh!” “Is she alright?” Nikki heard the concerned voice say, but it didn’t stop her from feeling that this was a total disaster. She might feel a little discomfort on her left knee, but otherwise, she felt fine. She could not help thinking that Eugene had seen her fall. She started to pick up her books that were now strewn on the staircase. She had actually picked up, three of her notes, and was looking around on the floor for the fourth one, when the person she had wished that had not seen her fall, handed it to her.
“Here.” Eugene said.
“Thank you” Nikki muttered, taking her book and straightening up.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
Great! Nikki thought, now he was going to act all worried about rubbing the shame of her fall in. But she responded “Just fine.” and started walking into the hall, to the locker section. From the corner of her eye, she might see Eugene walk to his closet as well. The bell rang and Nikki went to her class. She found Eugene currently seated in the desk behind her as usual; she took her seat.
At lunch time, people spilled into the lunch room to have their lunch, Nikki had not made many friends since she came to Green Point community High. In truth, except for occasionally welcoming one lady or another, she had not made any friends at all. She walked alone to the counter, as she was going to find a table with a cup of juice and some sandwich on her tray, she thought she caught a glimpse of Eugene, she looked to be sure it was him; Unexpectedly, she felt her tray crash against something, when she turned she exclaimed.
Her tray had crashed against a boy and her cup had tumbled over, spilling a good amount of juice on the boy’s shirt.
“Hey!” the boy said, considering the mess Nikki’s juice had actually made on his shirt. Nikki might feel the eyes of the pupils in the room on her; she began to say she was sorry however her apologies just served to make the boy grow angrier.
“This is an Umbro shirt lady!”
The boy rolled his eyes, shook his head and began to walk away.
“It was a mistake.” Nikki whispered, even more to herself than to anyone else.
The boy who was currently walking away stopped and stated,
“She still talking.”
He turned and was coming towards a still motionless Nikki, when out of the blue, Eugene stepped in front of the boy.
“Relax guy, she is sorry.”
From the way Eugene touched the boy’s shoulder, it was noticeable to Nikki that they knew each other.
“She ruined my Umbro Eugene.”
“I have an extra shirt in my locker.”
The guy looked at Eugene then at Nikki, and said.
“I have an extra shirt in my locker too.”
With that the boy turned and walked away.
Slowly, the eyes started to turn away from Nikki, and she prayed that the sting of the event would only stick around for a short while. A prayer she thought was unexpected to happen. Why was today such a bad one for her? She had started to experience the past couple of weeks without being noticed or tagged the awkward new girl. If she continued to proceed as she had done today, Nikki was sure she was not going to like her last year in high school. She had managed to get through her previous school to eleventh grade, with very few friends and virtually unnoticed. She questioned why in one day, she would now have the opportunity of being known herself. She looked at Eugene as he walked towards her, two times now, he had seen her get into scandalous circumstances. She simply did not know how to react to him. She said a barely audible ‘thank you’ and walked to a table, dropped her tray and left the lunch room. She would rather go without lunch than let her experience sink into the minds of all the people in that room, she thought.
Nikki lived on North 14th Street, a couple of blocks after the recreational recreation area alongside the school; her home was fairly close to the school. So when the bell rang to signify the end of the school day, Nikki placed her books in her bag and started the stroll home. She was crossing the leisure recreation area, when she heard the sound of hurried steps behind her. She turned only to find it was Eugene, walking slowly towards her. When he got to where she stood, he brought to light a brown envelope from his pocket and handed it to her.
“Uh … sorry I found this on your work desk after you had gone. I think you dropped it.”
Nikki took the envelope from him, knowing what it was; a letter she had actually written to deliver to her father, asking if he would visit her for her birthday. She had changed her mind about sending it anyhow and had not closed the envelope. She prayed Eugene had not read it.
“Thank you. But … did you read it?”
“The envelope was not closed and I had to find the owner, so … I did read it.”
Well so just what? Nikki thought. After all she was not the first or only individual in New York, whose mom and dad were divorced.
“James said he was sorry about his reaction.”
“James? You mean the guy at the lunch room?”
“Yeah, he simply get nervous when talking with girls.”
“Especially the ones that spill juice on his shirt.”
They both smiled.
Nikki thanked Eugene again and was about to go when Eugene said hurriedly,
“Can I see you for your birthday?”
Nikki smiled. She had not welcomed anybody for her birthday; she had actually not made any type of friends yet. Neither had she ever before invited anybody for her birthday for as long as she might remember. The leads of having one extra individual for dinner with her mom, appeared very good and in that second of pleasure, she said,
“It’s okay; I will tell you when I shall be expecting you.”
“Alright, thanks a lot.”
With that, Nikki turned and proceeded home; and Eugene went his way too.
For the rest of the week, school went on for Nikki and Eugene uneventfully. Nikki continued to sit at her work desk and Eugene at his. Just as they began to make short chats like; ‘can I borrow your pencil?’ ‘Just what did the instructor say about this assignment?’ and stuff like that.
Friday was Nikki’s Birthday; it was the 8th of June. She went to school, wearing the zebra stripped blouse her mom had given her as a gift that early morning, over a black denim jean. When she got to her workdesk, she found a blue work desk note stuck on it. She pulled it off, it read
HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIKKI
It will soon be available on your E-reader, and I hope you will enjoy it.