The Milo Accident part 1

     I would never forgive myself for not telling this story to someone or anyone even strangers because frankly, this story is killing me inside every single day. The reason why I have kept this a secret is because firstly, I have done a lot of terrible mistakes in my past and secondly, till this day, I cannot comprehend and fully understand what had really happened. "The Milo Accident" apparently revolves around guess what? Yup, a packet of milo. And that is where I shall start this story. I meant to write it into a book and it will be co-written by Akshat Hans (who came up with the name btw) but the plan was eventually abandoned as things got out of hand. Enjoy. Read and weep.
   Once upon a time, in the middle of the year 2010, a 1.9m tall, lanky indian boy walked into the doors of 3A during recess break. He was from 3B seeing that he, as he claimed, missed the top class by a mere 2 positions. So technically, he had no rights in that class. My memory on that day was rather fuzzy so I guess you would have to clarify with the Indian boy himself, Akshat Hans. So apparently, he was pestering me to throw away this packet of milo which he had just finished. Looking back, I guess it was very childish of him and me. I opened my desk top and threw him an empty bottle that I had kept overnight in a mocking way of asking him to throw away all of my litters too. Me, standing a mere 1.6m, had a tussle (I was no match of course) and the next thing you know, the milo packet in his hands had dropped and spilled a puddle of leftover milo onto my neighbour's table. This neighbour is the centre of this story. This neighbour- Lai Si Hui-, my nightmare and shame and my biggest regret to date.
    Si Hui is a charming little chinese girl (1.4m?). Not maddeningly pretty but nonetheless... alluring. She has this permanent eyebags, quite a tanned skin tone, the most friendly smile you'd ever know and the perfect personality. That was the start of the problem I guess, not the milo. I developed an unhealthy obsession with that short dwarf the year before where she was (as fate has it), my front desk neighbour. In 2010, she sat 90 degrees to me and 5 of us formed a conjoined table group. The best group I could ever want. Si Hui, Tat Jun, Ivy, Jayne and me. I cannot remember a single moment I wasnt laughing then, at least before the milo accident. The milo spilled onto her E maths textbook. Shocked, Akshat looked at me and asked who's book was that and I told him. Quite like a drama series, Si Hui came in with her group of friends. Akshat said something that sounded like sorry but I couldnt really hear it and I guess, I tried explaining too. Unless my mind is churning out imaginations, she was stammering in her speech too....
   Akshat, his typical ego-driven confidence was strangely gone and he dragged me out of the class and I followed reluctantly. Outside, he took out his wallet and shoved me a crisp $2 note and told me to give it to Si Hui. He said... that he have fallen in love with her. At first sight. The nightmare begins. (to be continued)