“When did you know you were lost?” he asked.
“Who’s lost?” I snarled at him. Trying my best to cover up the fear building inside of me. Where the heck is Tamara? She’s supposed to meet me at the gate five hours ago.
“You. You’re lost dear,” he smiled. A malicious one.
“I’m not lost. I’m wandering in the city. Tourist can do that, right?” I sounded confident. Or, not?
“Wandering or not, you’re still lost. I’ve seen you here for more than 5 times in the last 2 hours,” he explained. “Where do you plan to go? I think I might help.”
All the warning button inside of me just went wild. I’m not supposed to talk to strangers, Tamara warned me but, where the hell is she? I looked up at the guy standing in front of me. He looks respectable enough with his sneakers, shorts and plain white tee. He has a clean cut, a trace of new growing hair above his lips and on his chin and a small scar above his right eyebrow.
“Did I pass your qualification miss?” he asked smiling.
“And why will I trust you? I don’t even know you,”I snapped back at him. My confidence at this moment is slowly tearing apart. I don’t like being alone in a city where everything is so different. Everything and everyone.
“And so is everyone here. And let me guess, your friend didn’t show up right?” he explained softly.
I was taken aback in the way he said those things. Do I really look like a lost bird in a big city? Did my almost tear-stricken face gave it all away. I know I’m not really a confident person, adventures to a new place with no one to guide me is a big NO for me. I only took this one-time leap of faith because I know that Tamara would be there at the gate– smiling and taking me into her arms. She’s supposed to get me. I’m her friend.
“Hey, you don’t need to fear,” he consoled me. “Sometimes, it’s a good thing that we’re lost because it means that the world is not such a boring place to lived in. It’s a vast place to be explored and to be experienced.”
“No. You don’t have any idea what I’m feeling right now. Don’t lecture me about being lost or something, I really don’t –,”I blabbered out. I can’t control myself anymore. I can’t even control my tears.
“Issa!” a familiar voice from behind called me.
I turned around and saw Tamara there. Smiling.
“Where have you been? I’ve been wandering in this place for almost five hours now..” I certainly cannot control myself.
“I asked Tyrone to get you, he’s my younger brother,” she said pointing to the stranger at my back. “And I’m glad you’ve met him. I was a little worried when you didn’t show up three hours ago.”
I looked at him again. There he was smiling and all. I rolled my eyes. I’m not even lost.