Infinity

Lau Shu Yan Vivian (F6 Group 1)

The Sun shone bright and warm, the school flag fluttered in the breeze, the bird sang “What a nice day! ” I thought. With my new bang and the colourful tooth brace, I probably scared lots of people away instead of getting close with them. And with my freckles on my cheeks, there was no way to go for someone like me to be in love.

Walking along the school corridor, schoolmates laughed loudly like nobody cared, lovers hugged like no teachers cared and bloody Ken punched poor Peter on his face like he had no feelings — “The whole place is such a mess but I just have to ignore them because I don’t want to get into trouble and I guess I’m already invisible in many of their eyes,” I told myself. Suddenly, I wondered why my drawer was so different when I passed by so I went back and had a check on it.

“You are the apple of my eye! ”

A note with this spine-tingling sentence written made me smile inside my heart and incredibly the note was in pink. “How lovely that is!” I muttered. But the question was, who wrote it? Then I looked around while nobody was actually noticing what I was doing and therefore I just opened my drawer and saw if there was any hints — there was nothing inside but a poster from the science club, about a vortex in the outer space. I stared at it…… and my eyes uncontrollably closed.

Meanwhile, everything seemed to be so quiet and different, though I couldn’t see it, even a drop of nail could be heard. After that, I opened my eyes again — the locker in front of me was still the same but the love note stuck on my drawer was missing. Surprisingly I was wearing a different style of my school uniform, it was quite outdated. Afterwards, I grabbed the newspaper on the floor and the date was in the 20th Century. “Hey Miss, you are standing in front of my drawer. Can you stand aside? ” The boy asked me politely. I looked at him and my face flushed, my blood was boiling inside the capillaries. “He is the one! He is the one!” I murmured.

“Hey! I haven’t met you before. What’s your name? ” The boy asked and I answered “ Apple!” . Although it’s not my real name, I just wanted to be the apple of his eyes. “By the way, have a bite of it. Trust me, you’ll love it! ” He replied with an ingenious smile and threw an apple to me. Grabbing the apple, my heart beat fast because I thought I was in love with him — the one who smiled at me, the one who talked to me and the one who didn’t see me as invisible. “Oh gosh! I’m involved in a love vortex!”

I mumbled in order to avoid someone hearing what I said. Yet, there was no one else I could talk to as seriously I was invisible in others’ eyes. . “How strange that is! Wait! I have to go back, I have a class to go!” I suddenly realized that I’d long stayed for a while and it’s unwise for me to stay in the 20th Century. “Hey! Where’re you going? Let me show you around the school.” The boy yelled and grasped my right hand with his left hand.

By a strange coincidence, I saw the same notice board there and the same poster too. Therefore, I slowed down my pace and asked him to hold on for a second. “Look! It brings me here, the vortex!” I told him. He gazed lovingly at me and said “I draw this poster for the science club, the vortex is infinite, just like the universe!” “Hold on! Did you just say it brings you here? How?” he added. I tried to tell him and explain everything to him. He seemed to be doubtful. “My vortex brings you here, beside me and near my heart.” He whispered softly and the distance between us become closer and closer… I closed my eyes deeply and his sweet kiss on my lips intoxicated me— all I was thinking was the apple, the vortex and the symbol of infinity……

“Ouch! That hurts, stop punching on my face. ” shouted poor Peter. I finally found someone who was meant to be my prince charming and I came to realize that love could transverse everything, even time. Better yet, we should find someone who accepts who we are without judging us by appearance. And most importantly, love can be infinite as long as we cherish each other and you can always be the apple of other’s eyes. Now I was looking at the vortex again.

“Time to wake up! It’s your first day of school in this academic year.” My mom shouted and I finally realised that it was just a dream. “How dramatic the dream is!” I thought. Then I opened the window— the sun shone bright and warm, the breeze gently blew, the bird sang.