Revenge is sweet

The confidence she exuded as she walked in turned the heads of a couple more men.

She was beautiful. Long, silky black hair that complemented her almond-shaped eyes flowed down her slender back; she was clad in an LBD and a pair of Nine West. She seemed slightly familiar but he could not quite put a name to her face. He had to take action.

He ran his fingers through his hair, silently cursing himself for not styling it that morning.

“Buona Vista”

Ms LBD stepped out of the train. He followed suit and stopped her like a Citibank salesman would a passer-by.

“Hi, I couldn’t help noticing you in the train. I don’t mean to be rude, but you seem to resemble someone I know. Have we met somewhere? I’m Dan.”

The lady stared at him for awhile before she opened her mouth. “I remember you now. Aren’t you the guy who openly read Elizabeth’s love letter to you in the school canteen? The sec 4 & 5 guys were laughing when you said you’d never date a pig like her.”

It took Dan 5 seconds to recall that episode that happened in his secondary school 8 years back. He gave a sheepish smile. “Yeah, that was me. I had to get that girl off my back then; she had really awful teeth and scared me off. So, we have met after all. What’s your name?”

“Elizabeth.”