When I was little, mama always told me to go out and make friends. I remember her saying to me, “Harry, my boy, it’s time you go out and make some friends or else you’ll end up feeling lonely.” And me being me, I would always just shrug at her and go back to playing Minecraft. It was only until high school when I realized what she really meant.
It was Monday and also the first day of my school. The bell had just rung, indicating that it was indeed now lunch time. The sun was shining brightly and the light emanating for the windows warmed my skin as I made my way through the never ending hallway, which was of course, thronged with students. When I faltered my way into the lunch hall, there was only one thing on my mind; and that was finding me a table so I could eat as soon as possible. I felt malnourished as I had not eaten my breakfast in the morning. Just something about eating soon after you’ve woken from that peaceful slumber in the morning, makes me feel like throwing up.
It had been quite a while and I could not find a single table as every single one of them was occupied by someone. The worst part was that I did not have any friends who’d offer me to sit with them so I just awkwardly stood there. Feeling out of place, I walked out of there lickety-split, without having any clue about where I was going. I just let my feet do the walking as I chewed on my sandwich.
After a good five minutes, I found myself standing on the concrete ground of the rooftop of my very own school. I looked around and suddenly my eyes fell upon on a girl, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop. It was then I saw her face in the fading light, her dark silhouette finally becoming evident as the light coruscated upon her face.
Gaping at her in stupefaction, the realization hit me hard. It was a nightmare; I could not believe that she was going to jump!
In that moment I did not care about anything and yelled on the top of my lungs, “Stop it!”
My whole body froze as a mannequin; I couldn’t just let her die like that.
Her divergent bright eyes were plastered with perfervid emotions that lied within her and suddenly, her eyes fell upon me. She took a step towards me and soon was standing right before me.
“What’s the matter, why are you telling me to stop and stop what?” She bombarded me with questions, trying to look confused.
I knew this act. I had seen it in movies. Now she’s trying to act confused because she wants to keep her problems bottled in.
“I know you were trying to kill yourself but trust me, you’ll only break bones.” I said looking at her intensely.
“I’m not trying to-” She tried to speak but I cut her off immediately.
“Stop lying. It’s not good to keep things in. Just talk to me about your problems; I’m a good listener.”
“Shut up!” She yelled back furiously.
She glared at me and continued,” I’m not trying to kill myself nor am I here to jump off the roof to break my bones. I was only here to enjoy the lovely weather!”
“But in the movies, they-”
“Movies? Oh so this is what’s it about? It’s real life here not a foolish movie where people kill themselves only because they stubbed their toe. And this is why they call it a work of fiction”
It was then I realized how stupid I had been. Of course the poor girl was admiring the ethereal view.
Stupid was definitely an understatement. I had acted out like a presumptuous fool.
“It’s okay, don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.” She grinned at me.
“I’m Vanessa.” She smiled.
“Harry” I shot her a smile back.
Then suddenly we both burst out laughing at what happened.
And that was how I met my best-friend. Clearly life is the biggest epitome of unexpectedness.