After that wedding party, we never met each other for about 11 years (although we attended the same Junior High School) till our second meeting in my 17th birthday party in 1998. He was my dancing partner! Well, not really a dance. It was just, you know, walking here and there with the music on. It was very popular at that time. I guess it was all God's plan; the person who supposed to be my partner suddenly couldn't make it. Ron also supposed to have University entry exam on that day but it was suddenly postponed, so he could come to my birthday party. He became my partner because my mum thought that he was my relative, so I would be 'safe'. You know, my mum was very strict to her daughters especially when it came to 'guys issue'. Who could predict that...?
On that nite, we were wearing same color of outfit. It was not our purpose, purely coincidental. That was the second time a guy hold my hand.. uhh, by the same guy. After the party, we talked and laughed a lot till the party was over, till we walked down to the parking space together, till we got into our own cars, till we finally said good bye to each other. We didn't get chance to exchange email addresses or phone numbers. Our second meeting was ended just like that.
-Abbie-
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