Best Day. Ever!

I must be dreaming. I really must be. I slapped myself just to make sure that I’m awake. I felt my hands on my face, I am wide awake. I am not dreaming. I was really with him. I must be so lucky. You must be so jealous. Finally, I had the chance to be with him. I have never imagined myself being with him, having the chance to talk to him, to personally acknowledge him for being so great that inspired me. He turned me into someone I’ve never pictured out myself to be. To be a bookworm.

Early this day, I woke up excitedly, for the very first time. I went to my bathroom as fast as I can and took a shower. I picked a white elegant dress hanging in my closet and a flat black doll shoes from my shoe stand. I blow-dried my hair and pulled it into a ponytail. I grabbed my black sling bag, then I put my phone and wallet in there. I went out of my room and shouted “Mom! I’m having a date. Bye, I’ll be back before 4 PM. I swear. Bye, I love you!” Then I ran out of our house quickly but I still heard my mom shout back at me, “Too young to date!”

Luckily, there came a cab that crossed our street. I rode there. I put my phone out of my bag, then texted my mom, “Mom, sorry, but I really have to be there. I know it’s only 9 am but I will really be back before 4 PM. I will just be having a date with John Green. Just please trust me this time, okay? I love you, Mom.” After a minute, I received a reply from her, “Keep safe, okay? I am so happy for you. I love you too.” I smiled upon reading her reply. I kept my phone and just waited until I finally reached my destination.

I finally reached my destination. I paid the driver then went off the cab. There were so many people out there, but there’s this man seated on a bench, wearing a dark blue polo shirt and pants, that caught my attention. He saw me, he stood up, and went in front of me. I can barely breathe. I am sure that time that I was only barely breathing. John Green is in front of me, smiling at me. His face is just a few feet away from mine. I can’t speak. I want to say something, but there were no words that came out from my mouth. “Hi” he muttered. “You look good.” He added. I hugged him. I was unconscious of what I did but what I knew was that what I did is right. “Hi, h-hi, Mr. J-j-john Green, to be honest, you really look good too.” I say as I’m trying to calm myself. 

We went for a short walk. We headed to a park, and there we conversed.

John Green: So, where do you wanna start?

Me: OhMyGod! SorrybutIreallydon’tknowwheretostart. (I said quickly, still trying to calm myself)

JG: Do you really talk that fast?

Me: Oh! SorryI’mjustreallysotensedrightnow.

JG: Umm. I see.

Me: I’m really sorry, I just can’t believe until now that I am really with you.

JG: Hey, can I ask you something?

Me: Yeah, yes, of course!

JG: So, why did you choose me to be your date?

Me: Well, I’m your fan. I really like how you write books. Honestly, your book, The Fault in Our Stars is my first ever novel to finish. And, because of that and because of the influence of my friends, I turned out to be someone whom I didn’t imagine myself to be. I was really not into reading.

JG: But, I thought you like my books.. and you like reading?

Me: Yes, I do. I was not into reading but that was before I read your work.

JG: Oh, thank you. It’s really good to hear that I think.. somewhat inspire you to read?

Me: EXACTLY!! You really did inspire me!

*A moment of silence*

Me: So, what are you up to right now? I mean, do you write or something?

JG: Oh, kinda busy because of the TFIOS movie.

Me: OhMyGod! YES! I’ve heard that it’ll have a movie next year. IJUSTCAN’TWAIT.

JG: You seem so excited, huh?

Me: YES! YES! LIKE REALLY! And speaking of The Fault in Our Stars, again, I don’t know but I am really really in love with that work of yours. Like what happened to them, everything. But, why does Gus has to die that fast? Why didn’t we know that Gus was worse than Hazel Grace? Why does he need to leave Hazel Grace? Doesn’t he think of the pain that will be felt by Hazel Grace by the time he leaves? Why would he even.. uggghh.

JG: Woah, you bombarded me with questions. Let me answer that all. No one knew Gus would die, but weeks before he asked Isaac and Hazel Grace to prepare a pre-funeral for him but who knew that he would die that fast, no one knew, only Him. He’s the holder of our lives. He gave it and He knows when and where to take it. Everything happens for a reason, right? Then, for sure He has the reasons. And another, no one also knew that Gus was worse than Hazel Grace, why? Because a lot of people nowadays are judgmental, yeah, it turn outs to be like this, just because Hazel Grace was the one with the tank doesn’t mean that she’s the one that’s worse. The pain, oh c’mon, that’s the thing about pain, it demands to be felt. Do you think he had a choice? He was the one suffering, remember? Do you think he really wanted to leave her? To leave the one he loves the most? Of course not. He had no choice, it was his destiny. It was their destiny.

Me: *at the back of my mind* Hi, sir, you really are my favourite author. You really are John Green, the author of the novel almost everyone who have read it fell in love with not just with the characters but with everything about it, including the way it was written. I was mesmerized with you, sir. I just love how you explain these things, how you answered all of my questions. You answered them not how an author should be answering it, you answered it with the way you understood how it was written, how you wrote it. You answered like you’re just another “somebody” who had read it. You mentioned Him. It was perfect.

JG: Hey, you still there?

Me: Oh! Oh, sorry. I was just surprised. Those were wonderful answers. And I just never imagined hearing them from you.

JG: Ah. So, you want to eat? My treat!

Me: Sounds good. *I laughed a little, much more like a giggle.*

We walked for a while, looking for somewhere to eat. I stayed silent, still recalling his answers. I suddenly feel regretful, why didn’t I bring a recorder? Or why did I not bother recording it by my phone. Uggghhh.

Me: *sighs*

JG: Something wrong with you?

Me: Uh, oh nothing! I just feel pathetic for myself. I just heard the most wonderful answers by a wonderful author of “my-first-ever-novel-to-finish” but I was not able to record it so that I can play it all over again.

JG: Well, you don’t have to. It’s alright. You just said that those were the most wonderful answers, then maybe you’ll always remember it.

Me: OhMyGod! You’re so good.

Then we found a restaurant then we ate.

*At the restaurant, after eating*

*A phone rings, it was his.*

JG: *on the phone* Hello. Yes. Yes. Can you reschedule that, please? Really, why? Alright, alright. I’ll be there soon then. Okay. Thanks. Bye.

JG: *to me* I am really sorry but Director Josh Boone just called and says that he needs me there. Do you still have questions? I can still answer those.

Me: Oh, that’s alright. Anyway, I really had a good day. Good luck to you. I hope you still make novels. You really are inspiring! Thank you. Thank you for everything! I am satisfied already, no I mean more than that. I just don’t know how to explain. I am really thankful that I met you. I love you and your works.

JG: I can drive you home, if it’ll be alright?

Me: Oh, of course. *I smiled*

JG: *smiled back*

He paid, then we went back to the place where we met. His car was located there. He opened one of the doors of his car for me, he waited for me to buckle then he closed the door. He entered the car then drove off. We reached my place. Before I left his car, I hugged him and whispered, “Thank you! I’ve never been this happy in my entire life. Thank you. Stay awesome! Good luck.” I felt a tear rolled down my cheek, I wiped it before I face him. He smiled at me and said “Thank you too, you’re such a good person.” I smiled back. I stepped off of his car. I waved my hand. He drove off. I caught myself staring at his car until it was gone. So far, it was my best day ever.