Here is a short story I started about half a decade ago.
He wanted to go home but his yearning to stay grew stronger at each glance from her- a girl whose stunning look, attracted his eyes like a blooming red rose. Each gaze from him lured her to come close. His enviably handsome look was irresistible. Her eyes were lost in his and for that finite moment, Sam Clover, the robust, attractive yet undoubtedly introverted young man saw the twinkle in her eyes. She was the epitome of elegance and the most beautiful he had ever laid eyes on. Within that moment, he had daydreamed of their life together after the reception, which was brimming with joy and excitement as the parents and teachers got acquainted. She had seen him and had been waiting for this moment since the beginning of the reception. “Here you go, Mr.” the waiter said handing a note to Sam.
It read; “From the lady in white meet me at the ‘lovers bench’… now!” Sam read the note written in red ink with a beautifully drawn red rose at the end and then looked up. She was gone, nowhere to be found. "Now, just where did you disappear to?" He whispered and excused himself from the conversation between his mum and Geography teacher eager to get to the lovers bench as it was called by the students. Built by the school’s alumni, the lunch garden served the purpose of lunch in a sunshade environment. It was fenced with hedges and shaded with trees and measured up to about a fifty ft. The seats were built around the trees with an umbrella-like covering. Most students enjoyed their lunch there but a little romance didn't hurt either. Sam walked briskly to the ‘lovers bench’ but to his disappointment, it was empty. He wandered around with an undying hope that she will appear any minute. Deep down, Sam felt a warm feeling stream through his body; his dilating pupils and his fast beating heart said it all. He liked her and he just couldn't wait to spill it out. “So you like her, don’t you?” She said, inching close. Her voice was despondent and filled with sadness. She appeared murky contrary to her usually calm and cheerful nature. He recognized her even with his head facing the other side. “So it was you, huh?” Sam said, as a smile lit up his face. “Of course it was me! Were you expecting someone else?” She replied teasingly. “Riesa Canon...” Sam said and turned only to see tears in her eyes. He hugged her, wiping the tears. “Hey... hey... What’s wrong? Did something happen?” He disliked how sad she looked and sounded. “We are moving next week." She said sobbingly with tears streaming down her face. “What? You can’t be serious!” Sam exclaimed utterly shocked as the words echoed in his ears. “Why? What happened?” Sam uttered. He gently wrapped his arms around her to soothe the pain running deep within. Even so, she was sobbing incessantly. She loved him as did he and now she was moving. “My mum got promoted to her new job….and it’s six hours away. I can’t stand not seeing you for like a week, Sam. It’ll kill me” She dug her face into Sam’s chest and sobbed.
They shared a special bond and had been friends since Sam's learnt of his father’s death. He had died a year before Riesa and her mother relocated to their neighborhood. Sam had experienced a terrible emotional trauma as a result but Riesa helped him. Each time he expressed any cold hint of sadness and depression, she affectionately brought him back joyful. The bond that held the two secret friends together was beyond all reasonable doubts strong, but was yet to be tested. At school, they acted as two classmates who hardly spoke to each other. However, they often met secretly to spend time together as two best friends would. After seven years the thought of leaving Sam’s side struck her deeply. She swung between pain and fear. The ugly truth of her departure was crippling her but her mum had worked assiduously for that promotion and she hardheartedly hated the idea of taking it from her. Sam could see tears well up in her eyes, and each time he dried them. Riesa's sad facial expression, tearing eyes and unrelenting sobs crushed Sam’s heart as the thought of losing what they shared finally settled in his mind. It was disconcerting. “Don’t worry… Stop crying. We’ll work something out,” He wiped her tears and hugged her. “Remember how you said we couldn't pull off being a secret? And remember how you said we’ll always be together?” Sam reminded her. “Yeah...I was so scared my mum will find out, and I’d lose you too.” “You and I, we roll together, you know.” He said in a funny accent. Riesa laughed and dried her tears. "Oh Sam…I love you so much,” said Riesa softly. Sam held her close, his arms wrapped around her. She meant more than friends but Sam didn’t know it yet. “I’d die without you."
“I love you too, Riess.”"Everything will be alright… Trust me. It will!"
Camden High measured up to about half a square mile, it ranked first of all the schools in Rosewood Hills. At the entrance a graven image of renowned scholar- also the founder of the school, and the students as well as teachers parking lot stood; leading the way through a series of well gardened lawns to the administration block. The rear end of the school lay bare with outstretching fine, mowed lawns sided with plants blooming with flowers. From the east, tall Oak and Elm trees spread out through the school campus. The classroom blocks sited right behind the administration block were shadowed by the outstretching branches of the trees. The school’s auditorium and science laboratories stood side by side on the western wing. Oled high school was held in high esteem for its diligent teachers- a trait most students vaunted about. All roads that run through the school were tarred and hedged with plants. The tiled outside corridors supported by meter wide cylindrical pillars measuring up to about twenty-five feet served as a walkway adding beauty to the curved edges of the class room blocks.
From a distance, a stunning brunette approached quietly. Her flickering curly hair and her brown eyes wandered around eagerly, like a hunter with limited patience, watching for the presence of someone- the young man she had sent a note to earlier. Her eyes spotted him from afar, but she was too late. Bewildered by the sight she beheld, she peered and curiously whispered, "Who is she? And why are they hugging?” The seventeen year old paused for a second and glanced. Undoubtedly, someone else had beaten her to it. Minutes later, to her surprise, a long hug followed by a kiss on the cheek and forehead before both parted ways.
Riesa dried her tears and drove off headed for the exit. She felt calmed by his words of comfort and his hug. It assured her of his love. She earnestly hoped Sam would come up with a plan. Growing up as a child, Riesa relied mostly on Sam. He was a great source of support and encouragement. He listened, helped, and when he couldn't, he always found another way.
"Where is he going? Didn't he get my note? Ugh!!" she said again in a loud strong voice, feeling a sudden stab of anger and disappointment. Sam had left the lunch garden feeling rather sad and disappointed. He stood rigid for a few minutes as his gaze moved around him, hoping to see the 'lady in white' but instead a deep chill ran through his body upon noticing that everyone had left. He was waiting for her sudden appearance when he saw his mum pull into the drive way headed for the exit. He quickened his legs heading towards the auditorium hardly noticing the young girl in disguise; her black jacket left little to be considered as the “lady in white.” She followed after him, but before she turned a corner, he was out of sight.
Who you are is like a old wall; the only way to get rid of it, is to demolish it- one that happens as a result of constant and careful practice of being someone else. 
