Ryan and Lynn were in love. And frankly that's all they knew or cared to know. No, literally. Because they weren't exactly what you'd call, you know, intelligent. Both were students of St. Patrick's College of Commerce, everyday students with nothing remarkable about them. Fine, they were nice people, Ryan was a little rich, and Lynn could almost pass as a looker. But that was about it. They had a limited group of friends with limited ambitions and limited horizons. Frankly, even the way they met isn't much to write about. Well they were set up with each other by common friends. So there.
But once they met, it was magic like they show in the movies. They bonded over pretty much everything, from the music of Linkin Park, to their favorite reality shows, to the enigmatic Micheal Bay movies and any and everything else. They'd constantly spend time with each other, during and after college. Sitting around in coffee shops, they'd spend hours joking and laughing, looking into each other's eyes and holding hands. This was something meant to be. This was fate, and they believed they were in love. Days passed into months, months morphed into years. And just like that, college had come to an end.
After the last working day, the two of them were sitting and talking about their future. They couldn't to tell their parents and make it official.
'What'll your dad say if I came and spoke to him?' asked Ryan, smiling, as he held one of her hands.
'I don't know Ryan. Dad's a little protective about me. And of late he's been a little difficult. Ever since he's had this new competitor in his business, he's been a little stressed and edgy. I don't know if this is a good time.'
'Damn, you know what? I never asked you all these days what your dad does! What does he do?'
'He has a sugar production unit, he manufactures sugar and sells it. But apparently there's this guy who puts his hands in many enterprises, now he's entering the sugar market. Some Joseph Colaco, he's been giving dad a tough time.'
'Joseph who?!'
'Colaco. Why?'
'But that's my...that's my dad!'
'What?! Why didn't you tell me earlier?!'
'I myself didn't know what my dad does! He gives me money, and beyond that I haven't bothered to know much more.'
'Oh my god Ryan. Our dads hate each other. You know what this means right? They'll never let us be together. So what do we now? Do we have to..'
Ryan didn't let her complete the sentence, placing a firm hand over her mouth.
'No love, I won't agree to that. If they won't allow, then we'll elope. After all, you're all I need! You can live with that can't you?', he looked at her hopefully.
She nodded at him earnestly, looked at him for a moment and then, with a trill of excitement, held him tight.
**Did it occur to you guys they never even ventured the question with their parents? Stupid, stupid mistake**
So it was decided. They were going to run away on the night of their graduation day, the 25th of July. They both stuffed a bit of their clothes and some food in a bag and put in his dad's car boot. They spent the entire ceremony sitting like innocent children with their parents. Once they were done, however, they left them on the pretext of meeting their parents. They did meet the aforementioned friends, but very briefly, after which the two of them made their way to Ryan's dad's car. They took what they needed, and they were off. It would be a new life, with just the two of them and their love. They would want nothing or no one else. Just like they had dreamed.
...Yeah, Right...
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