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Train one heading to San Andreas will board in a few minutes. Please watch for th e closing doors. WAIT! She came rushing through the door and barely made it. Her hair was bouncing chee rfully in her head and I swear, it smelled like strawberries. All I know about her is that she is in the next room beside mine and that she li kes music. I noticed she doesn t take her earphones off. Seeing her from a distanc e, I couldn t help but marvel how someone can be so beautiful without even trying. It only took me 10 days to get to know her.
10 days to get enough courage and ask her name.
Only 10 days to fall in love. Day 1: The Scent of Strawberries She is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. She s prettier than most girls who acts like they re goddesses in our school. She s prettier than those cele brities you often see on runway. She s so beautiful you d look more than twice just to know if she s real or not. I wait for her every time I go to school without her knowing. It seems almost al l too coincidental if you ask me, but if that happens every day I swear I ll look like a bloody stalker. It didn t bother me though, since it never bothered her eit her. She doesn t even notice it. As usual I waited near the yellow line far closer to it than anybody else in the re, and every time that I try to tap my feet on the ground pretending that I am waiting for the train, I am secretly trying to look for her. That familiar beaut iful face whose name I don t even know. And then I saw the familiar brown streaks that I memorized quite for some time n ow. I love the way how perfectly it falls down her shoulders. I love the way she brush it off her face every once in a while. I love the fact that I love the sm ell of her hair even if I hate strawberries. The train came, people are pushing pass me just to rush in and grab a seat. And just like every day that I wait for her, I let her pass by me too. Her soft skin
touched mine gently and I m quite surprised that she never felt my sudden jerking movements as if I am being electrocuted. It was a routine really. The waiting. The passing by. The accidental touch of our skin. And her sitting just across from where I stood. I often wonder how I just look at her everyday and not getting tired looking at her face. Who would? It wa s as I am always seeing her for the first time. It's like everyday I see something different. She's always been a mystery to me. Her face is angled to the window and I watch her watch the surroundings pass by her. I wonder what she s listening too. I wonder how her voice sounds like. I wond er what she looks like when she smiles. How can I not know her name? We reached our stop and just like always I walked a little slower just so she ca n walk pass by me again. I love watching her walk. I love how her hair bounces o n her shoulder as if in sync with the music playing in her earphones. I love how her fingers occasionally move as if she were playing the piano. I love how the wind carries her scent as if teasing me to come closer and just walk by her side . She probably don t know me. She probably doesn t have the slightest idea of my exist ence. But that would be impossible since I am quite popular really. She probably hates my guts. It kills me to know that. But it even kills me that despite of m y fame status in school I can t still find that courage to ask her name. We reached for the front gate and regretted how much far behind I was when she s wiped her ID at the entrance gate. I could ve seen her first name if I was closer. She stops by her locker everyday. But that s how our morning ends really, because any minute now. Aiden! My man! You missed practice again! Kyle said casually raising his hand up in the air as if not so subtly asking for a high five. Tons of assignments. I answered when in fact it wasn t school works that makes me sk ip practice. It is the girl obviously who is standing alone by her locker with b rown streaks in her hair. When did you ever care about school? Now." I stopped, trying to think of a clever response yet all that ever came to m y mind was, "Scholarship.
Who am I kidding? Schools will be begging me to enroll at their institution anyt ime. I m not even worried in paying my tuition. But it was a good excuse. I can ne ver let Kyle know that I ve been crushing on someone whose voice I only heard once . The bell rang and we hurriedly went inside our classroom. Kyle is seated just be side mine, he s constantly talking about basketball but I m not listening. Just a fe w minutes not being able to see her face made me uncomfortable. I got to have on e good glimpse of her. One good glimpse to last for a day. I've never been the teacher s pet, so the whole class was surprised when I volunte ered to get the chalkbox that Mrs. Stockenhan left in the faculty room. But it is the only way that I can walk pass by her room. When I did, the usual b uzzing whenever I pass started. I can hear them. Girls mostly. Aiden Wayland is looking for someone again. Aiden Wayland is passing by again. Aiden Wayland is so handsome. I can hear them. Though many times I d try to stop by and ask someone the name of the girl whose head is always tilted outside looking vaguely at the sky with her earphones on. How can you be able to ask that? Or should I say, how can someone not be able to ask that? I walked pass by her room again, this time her head is bent down and she is writ ing. I wonder how her penmanship looks like. When she raised her head she looked straight outside the door and exactly at me. our eyes met and for that one brie f moment I swear everyone else just stopped breathing and the world stood still. I stood there frozen, I was still looking. Still looking at those eyes. I didn t e ven had the chance to know what color they were. I could ve stood there and just l ook at her eyes for the rest of my life when Mr. Travis, her teacher, noticed me . Do you have something to ask Mr. Wayland. Yes I do. What s her name Mr. Travis? But I didn t have the courage to ask, or to sp eak for that matter. I shook my head and continued walking instead. It was a long day, yet time seems to slow down a little bit when I see her walki ng somewhere around campus. She s never alone though, she s always with someone. So it gets hard to ask her when she s with someone else. I convinced myself to ask her after school when we re riding the same train I ll sit beside her and just ask her. I convinced myself. Yes. I am ready to ask her.
I was closer to her than before though. Day 2: Her Voice I wait for her every day during lunch break. Yes. Her locker is just 3 lockers away from mine so when she moved closer I pretended not to notice. And just like always I saw her waiti ng for the same bus ride home. I tried my hardest to act cool I tried to disguise my edginess by acting angry a nd pissed so she wouldn t suspect anything. Tomorrow I m going to ask her name. I told myself. Still I always leave her boxes of strawberries in front of her locker. If I grab the strawberries and run. When we entered. I fumbled for my phone and pretended t hat I am talking to someone on the other line. A nd every day I wonder when will be the time that I will be the one giving it per sonally to her. Every day I wait for her even if I know that she will never come. The fast and loud thumping of my heart made it impossible just to even sit beside her and not talk. the empty seat beside her seems like fate urging me just to ask her anything. shines lighter when it is reflected under the sun .The last bell rang and I ducked almost too suddenly just so Kyle cannot pester m e about skipping basketball practice again. Same as the color of the streaks in her hair. Brown. as mine. Closer that I now know the color of her eyes. she ll think that I m the one who is giving it to her or worst she might think that I stole it. I froze from where I stood and thought about the strawberries that are waiting f or her in her locker. I said trying my hardest to keep my voice calm and steady. . since their class is always dismissed earlier tha n ours. Closer than I ever was before. I was about to leave when suddenly I recognized from afar the familiar brown str eaks. Tomorrow. that I noticed only now.
I m certain that it s her even if I only heard her voice once. She spoke to me. that just by merely looking in her eyes and talking to her makes me think that we were the only ones there even if we re surrounded by students buzzing in and out of their classrooms . I want im. "or her. ed all four boxes when the bell rang. I've never been in a situation where words have become my problem. I hop e my expressions wouldn t give her any clue that I m dead nervous just by looking at her. Are you ok? You look flushed. afraid that when I inched closer she ll hear how my heart beats so fast like a beating drum right in front of us. She continued talking to no one in parti cular. I closed my locker and pretended not to know a thing and started walking away. without waiting for my reply. Someone just keeps on leaving these here. that one certain effect. Ask her name Aiden! It would be nice if that someone will give it to me personally. even if it s only a few exchange of sentences. it was as if she is singing rather than talking. Now is your chance! May She pouted. But the words seem stuck in my throat that all I ever did was to cough it out. Do you know who left these here? she asked while waving the boxes of strawberries in front of me. I guess those words were meant for me. I ll call you later. I heard her say. My heart started to beat loudly on my chest that I pretended to breathed out lou dly.Okay. to thank h She gather mumbling She ran I wanted to tell her that she just said thanks to that someone who is leaving he r strawberries. I had the urge to shout You re welcome. It was this first time that we s hared a conversation. How did you get here so fast? came a voice that shattered all the glamour from wha t happened earlier. Fudge! I hope I m not blushing. and she ran towards the cafeteria about not having the chance to eat lunch and leaving her report there. I can tell in her distinct tone and softness. How can on e person have that certain effect." she stopped and then hesitated but added. I shook my head in response. Mr. We talked. Maybe that someone really wants to give it to you. I turned around and looked at her curiously. but since only the two of us are standing there in the corridor. thanks though. Saintclaire isn t attending Financial Studies so . Hey. But seeing he r makes my brain fuzzy and vocabulary seems so far out from my reach.
Kyle drag me bef ore I can even answer. We were playing for a good 30 minutes when I saw her. d a sudden longing for water. Wayland what are you looking at?! Focus on the ball! everybody who s watching murmur. Pl us the awful sweat that makes us look worst isn t something that girls should sigh tsee. She s wearing the usual PE u niform for girls. She really doesn t know how. . Aiden and Kyle are so handsome. but I almost laughed at both of them sarcastically had Kyle not threw me his bottle of Gatorade. she won t be there when I get to the stop. It was my first time seeing her like that. I pretended not to hear them. I said to myself. Nice play Wayland. I would ve noticed her years ago if she wasn t. We have the whole afternoon for practice. I learned from that day that PE was her last subject. I mean why would we think that since we know cle arly she isn t his type. He knows I m skipping a whole lot of practice now a days an d since he s captain he s stern and he is going to cut you out off the team even if you are his best friend. But her beauty just made it up for her lack of sport skills. I knew she s new. The only time I see her was when she s riding th e bus to and from school. and in some occasional moments when I pass her classro om. Sorry coach I just ha the coach yelled and I heard Take five then! I thought he was looking at her. It was nearing 6 in the evening when coach realized that we are merely humans wh o get tired and send us off in the showers. her hair twisted into a knot at the top of her head. Aiden Wayland is playing.you need not to worry. It wa s almost 30 minutes after they were dismissed. I was happy I didn t miss basketbal l since I almost always catch a glimpse of her playing volleyball. Who s he looking at? The new girl I think. What s the point in rushing. seriously they re ju st looking at some basketball guys who are dorks when it comes to basketball. It was getting dark. Why isn t Wayland captain? I don t see the reason why girls like to look at us practicing.
Her sweet humming will be my lullaby tonight without her knowing. I think I like someone mom. I said looking at her face. She gets off first. Tomorrow I promise I ll ask her name. I didn t have to look who is just in front o f me. t matches her face. I inched back from her afraid that she might feel my heartbeat banging loudly on my chest. store it th ere and play it in my mind every time I sleep. She died years ago but I tell her everything. Why is she still here? By any chance did she wait for me? Yeah right Wayland. I towered over her and I swear the very tip o f her head doesn t even touch my shoulders. I didn t know she s that short. She is tapping her fingers almost as if the pol e is a piano. She has beautiful voice tha And then I traced the smile forming her face and felt the cold frame touch my fi ngertips. 13 hours and I haven t even had the luxu ry of time to look at her for 20 minutes since that s how long we both ride the tr ain. You have every right to dream on. Her humming became the only thing I heard and it s the sweetest soun d there is. Day 3: Stolen Pictures . I squeezed through the doors and barely made it through since it s jam-packed with people who had just gotten off work. I count the hours up to 7 in the morning. She hums so sweetly it was as if I am hearing piano playing on the background in stead of her voice. Yes. Smelling her I wonder why I ever hated strawberries. How ca n I hate something that smelled so sweet? And then I noticed she is humming. the strong scent of strawberry had been all too familiar that even if with eyes close I can recognize her. there s no chance that I might see her there. She s just standing right in front of me her head about 3 inches away from my shou lders. I tried to remember it and record it in my head.When I reached the stop I didn t even bother to find her. but then a few people got in by the next stop and I am squeezed almos t touching her back. a girl who doesn t even knew your existence up to this afternoon. When I went home I went straight to my mom s room where her picture is sitting com fortably in her bed. and someone who ju st addressed you as Hey is waiting for you. She had taken the train an hour ago. humming while her fingers tap the long pole w here my hand is just above hers.
I ll go to the market in a while. only to find out that I ll see her here. If only mom was here. No one. And I don t want to creep her out. That s considered stalking. Hmmm. GRO CERY TIME. Dad is never home. Hmmmm. But God took her away from me when I was just 9 years old and nothing has been the same ever since. Ironically. I opened all the kitchen ca binets and drawers but there s nothing left.Saturday and Sunday has always been a routine for me. not until now to follow her home. . Plus it didn t come to my mind. But the cold breeze o f the wind and the light touches of the sun made it nice to explore once in a wh ile. the day when I will see her again. I ll first go ou t like I always do on a Saturday morning. I locked the house and made my way to my bicycle. Has she woken up? Is there food in her fridge? Has she eaten? It would be nice if I knew where she lives. he s been the be st invisible dad anyone could ever have. I usually just cruise around the neighborhood. If only I had a brother or a sister. I promised my mom that I ll ask her name today. Whenever we both walk out that train she almost always vanish that I couldn t trace where she had gone. when he is I barely see him. I probably would have pedaled pass her had I not memorized that streaks in her h air. When I went down the kitchen I saw the familiar no te pinned at the door of the fridge. I opened the fridge and saw nothing. I wonder what she s doing now. she would ve told me the exact same words on how dad made his move and asked her out. She would have loved telling her stori es to me. I was just pedaling really. Unlike those who enjoyed w eekends just to party all night. I wait for the day to pass and count the hours until Monday. I grab my car keys but hesitated. It s 10 am in the morning and all I ever did is to prowl in my bed waiting for the sun to rise. But that didn t mean that he s been a bad dad to me. When I read the note pinned on the fridge s door I sighed. having totally forgotten that I wi ll not see her. I tried h ard to find it on the internet but who in their right minds would answer properl y a question stated such as this: Quote Hey just want to ask the title of this song. I remember the soft humming of her voice. It already did. just a box of milk that seems to be there a lmost a month now. I didn t recognize the melody. I didn t dare to open and smell it. not minding where my bike will take me.
since I don t have a life then. like that is ever possible. but dropping her hand all of a sudden will be too awkward. It has notes all over it. . I was about to leave when I noticed that one page is staring at m e just below my feet. I wasn t this much appreciative before. to see her play. He walks as if he s wal king on air. you ve been skipping practice since last wee k. We have practice today. soft curls fall down her face perfectly it s as if she's been prettier than she was before. Do You (Yiruma). it s just that I wanted to get to know her more. I was about to go after her when a familiar voice came. I hate that guy s guts. But No buts Aiden Wayland. He smiled widely as if he just caught his prey. No. 5:45 to be exact. Where are you going? Nice Wayland. Luis is a badas$ sh1t who thinks that he s a gift of gods to girls. Her hands quickly fell fro m my grasp and she ran away and hailed a cab. I have no choice but to follow Kyle. You only want to know one thing. I Great.Her hair isn t straightened as always when she s in school. I was shocked ab out what I did too. I was so deep in my thoughts when all of a sudden the papers she s been holding an d reading when I first saw her just suddenly fell out from her grasp and flew to my direction. She s just about to run for it but I stopped her. I hate the fact that he is breathing my air! When all our energy has been drained out it s nearing evening. Kyle has been strict than ever. That was so not you! I almost laughed. She said. I m late for my recital. Now. Since it s already impossible to track down t he taxi that she hailed. especially now that Luis Sandrov is our next opponent. And you ask her where she s going?! I m sorry but I really have to go. His obsession about winning has gotten worse. I bent over and took it when I stood back up she s now right in front of me. The color accentuated her eyes. I still don t have a life now. She s wearing a dress that suits her perfectly. Thanks. Practice wasn t easy. her name. Wayland! What are you doing here? Kyle! I was just cruising. Wh en did I ever notice that? How is it possible that I notice almost everything ab out this girl. I m team captain. True I had been practicing nonstop with Kyle and the rest of t he team. It would have been nice though.
How is that possible. I asked myself. I clicked repeat and tried to listen to the notes and when I did. I feel hot all over and all I wan t to do is shove Luis Sandrov s face (if he has one) straight down to his as$. It wi ll be the first time that I will play it again ever since my mom died. Her hair is alrea dy tied at the back of her head but small amounts of tendrils falls perfectly in her face. because when someone touched her. She s sleeping so serenely that I had the urge to plead the lady beside her to move aside so I can sit beside her. Thank you. But there s nothing to be worried about. It is a sweet song really but the thought of Luis Sandrov waking her up and havi ng to see her beautiful brown eyes angered me. Her head is l eaned against the seat. All passengers please check all your belongings before you leav e the train. It took me 20 minutes ju st to pay 4 boxes of strawberries.was halfway to the train station when I realized I had ridden my bike all the w ay to the gym. especiall . When I reached the station there s almost no on e there. But a fami liar tall guy made it there first and I stood there frozen as I watched Luis San drov touch the girl s shoulders and wake her up. The train then stopped and the voice just announced Last st op. And all of a sudden. How is it ever possible that on e can look so perfect even when asleep? I took out my phone and did the very first thing I d done in my existence. she suddenly jerked upright and ran and as usual she vanished again . I convinced myself. I was about to move forward and wake her up since she s still sleeping. her eyes closed. I looked at her picture and swore that I will never let any other guy. but it s getting dark and I still have to take a quick stop at the grocery store. When the train arrived I immediately rushed in and then I saw her. an unfamiliar rush of possessiveness seeped thro ugh my veins and into my heart. I took her picture secretly. I hurried out to the grocery store and immediately ran back in when I noticed I haven t bought the strawberries that I give her everyday. Or just flush him in the toilet whole. When I reached home I immediately dialed for pizza delivery and went straight to my room to search for Yiruma s Do You. She s now wearing a petticoat that covers her dress awhile back. San Andreas. I'll just get it back tomorrow. When I played the first verse I felt relieved that after all these years I can s till play. I grabbed the violin sitting above my book shelf with dust already covering the strings.
Aiden! Find a life! Or at least restore your old one. I ve seen her a lot of times now. come near her again. It s Monday but I didn t see her ride the train. Not seeing her open her locker feels like something is missing from my everyday routine. No more. how it flows gently down h er face. Seeing those two empty spaces where I usually see her made me feel uneasy. . it s been three days that I try to notice everyth ing about her but I haven t seen her smile since. I waited for her until I am about 5 minutes late for my first subject but she didn't come. her big and round eyes the deepest b rown I ve ever laid eyes on. Probably because I only dated those who showed their interest on me first. And I wonder how time can slip so fast when I m with her and how it whenever she s not here. I imagined her long black hair with brown highlights. I wonder how she looks like when she smiles. You just find her pretty. Why i sn t she here? Where is she? I waited for four long hours till lunch period but sh e still isn t there. The train nce I met can slow s. telling him that some girl gave it to me not admitting that it is the other way around. Get a grip. I just don t get how I can not tell my best friend about her. I wonder why. She is just a girl. someone. Her perfectly shaped nose and her thin lips. as in LIKE. Did she ar rive here early and took the earlier train? Did I arrive here late? Or has she n oticed that I m always there wherever she is that she s trying to avoid me? I hoped against all hope that it isn t the latter. You just find her unbelievable beyond words. I imagined the detail of her face. It was ride to school has been the longest train ride I ve ever been in ever si her. How can one look as if she were perfectly molded by an artist? I decided to take the long route to my classroom. But that doesn t mean that you won t have a life when she s not around. I never once admitted t o Kyle that I like. You just find her interesting. Maybe if I did. I look at the vacant seat where she usually sit as if it s made only for her. no less. But I have been a coward. Aiden! I slapped myself mentally. I let Kyle have the strawberries.y Luis Sandrov. Not having to secretly place the strawberries in front of her locker fe els like a big part of me has gone some place far and I can only have it back wh en I see her. Day 4: Her Smile You ll probably think I m crazy but I d rather see her smile first than know her name. he ll even help me to know her name. the route where I can pass her classroom but like the seat on the train her chair (fourth row besides the wind ow) is empty as well.
Rows and rows of seats are arran ged as uniformly where rows are elevated at the back. The grand piano is situate d near the center of the stage and some musical instruments just lay around the stage as if waiting to be played. I ll bust y ou! I know he will. The F Dude! He laughed. When I reached the stage I grabbed the vio lin and played the song I ve been practicing since last night. And falling hard man. thinking that it seems like it is only any other room in our class. I ignored him and then started walking. her face as crystal clear as I d ever imagined. It is my first time that I entered the room empty. Where is she? Who? All of a sudden Kyle appear in front of me his face just a few inches from mine. Spill Wayland. You re not going to get away with this Wayland. but I m not feeling on sitting in Chemistry class for an h our and a half so I decided to skip. When he turned around he yelled. I went straight to the music room not knowing why on earth would I go there. Her long hair that smelled of strawberries. And then I remember her. The long walk to the stage was surprisingly long. If you continue acting like that Wayland I ll suspect you re already fall ing for someone. She is standing there by the door. H .I can hear my brain screaming those words while my heart tells otherwise. You know I ain t your best friend for nothing. smiling. I've been through this conversation with Kyle Fritzburg and believe me when I te ll you that it isn't easy to think of a brilliant solution to duck your way out of his inquisitive eyes. The bell rang signaling us to go stra ight to our next class. I had this urge of screaming just to make them stop but if I did students will have to put me on a straightjacket afterwards. But I hope it won t be soon. Oh look Samantha Reese is waving at you! His neck reflexes are as fast as lightning and I ran as fast as I could.
befor e I can even say thank you. before I can even ask her name. the ones you don t want to date even for a day but not the ones who have potential. the pretty ones. Believe me I tried too many times to ask her. But how can you possibly talk to that one person you ve searched your whole life to? If you are in my position I d tell surely enough that you feel the same fear as I do . I THINK.. True we ve been best friends for ov er 98098324 years. Day 5: Confessions I battled all pros and cons into telling Kyle.er face just lit up when I started playing. Her smile beginning t o fade. How can she look so perfect even in my imagination? And then she moved. not the ones who might be the one you d want to spend th e rest of your life with. Sure we talked about girls. I know I m acting strange and almost lovey-dovey but when I think of the girl I wa nt to spend all my time and efforts on. I can t help but envision our future toget her. Call me old school but that s how I feel about her. the ones you want to date for some time. I can even smell he r. Yes I know it s absurd too that I m seeing her in my future when I don t even know her name. Too many times to approach her... And before I can even digest her presence. the sexy ones. Too many times just to say hi to her. She seemed real. and the best part. She left with the door swinging ajar letting me know that it isn t just my imagination playing tricks on me. She knows my name.. I stopped playing and she s still there.. but my telling of a girl that I like is a first for both of u s. I didn't know you can play violin Aiden Wayland. She's been there.
I thought you said practice is over? O great Wayland now you re dumb too. What s your problem?! I said outraged. You d on t want the whole team to hear your love story right? I sighed in relief. Yes Wayland I figure that out. Waving her in front of your face with fate almost shouting "Come and get me!" I looked at Kyle who just drank his whole bottle of Gatorade with just one gulp. What am I thinking? What have I become? With just one girl m y whole identity changed I can t even think straight! You promise not to laugh? Dude. I thought you re about to say something. Dude I told them to go home since you ll tell me your deepest darkest secret. after ignoring me he tops it up with dilapida ting my face. I've never felt so lost in my whole life. If I tell you this will you promise not to laugh? HEY! me! Kyle stood up waving his hand to the rest of the team. laughing is an involuntary emotion. I can try not to but it will definitely reflect in my face if I force myself not to let it out. Just great.. So there s this girl. Many times I promised not to laugh when he s about to tell me something embarrassing but I always fail to do so. Great. I narrowed my eyes. I had the urge of slamming my towel in his face but . Who wouldn t? The girl you never knew you ll meet just suddenly pops out right in front of your life as if fate pushed her right in front of your eyes. Practice is over! Go ho I looked at him quizzically and then I stood up and reached for my towel when he threw the ball in my face. Should I tell him? Maybe he ll knock some sense into me when I did. Fudge! I m like a lunatic! I m becoming a lunatic. He s right.
I told you I don t know her name! he breathe a sigh of relief and smiled once ag ain. I wait for her everyday but I haven t even have one long conversation with her. She s so perfectly made. He smiled. WHAT S THAT FOR!! I know we have the same type Aiden Wayland. I can t stop thinking about her. I hope he doesn t have to ask Samantha s number soon. I walked to the train station. She just transferred I think. Five days to be exact. gone. I look at her and wonder ho w can someone look that beautiful and the rest of the world couldn t even compare. . without even knowing her name.! He stopped and then eyed me suspiciously. The first girl you ever liked. What s her name? I sighed. Does she go here? Yes. That I do not know. My heart stopped for a moment there I thought it was Samantha. move before someone gets to see how awesome she is and all of a sudden he takes her away from you and she's gone. The same anger I felt when Luis Sandrov touched her. No. Move man.doing that will not help me unburden my girl problems so I fight the urge inste ad. What I feel for the girl. she also feels for Samantha Reese. I smirked. my conversation with Kyle plastered clearly in my mind. I saw her riding the same train as mine a few days ago. He slammed the ball in my head so strong it seems like it just got dislocated fr om my neck. Is she Samantha Reese? After saying that his face contorted into a nasty frown his fists ready to fight with all his might. but trust me when I say I have enough decency in my being that I will never steal her away from you. you re Aiden Wayland. I stopped. Deal. When you re able to get Samantha s number I swear I ll march up to her and a sk her name. Plus I wouldn t ev en try. Kyle is looking at me intently I thought he was about to laugh but he d idn t.
It was perfect. the scent of her hair. But it sucked. It wasn t. . It isn t a regular school day so it surprised me that when I reached the stop she s already there. so carefully she wouldn t even suspect a thing. The usual place where I can just peacefully look at h er. F or that one crazy moment I swore I felt that she is made just for me.When I reached the station. she s there. I placed her head on my shoulders and I suddenly have this certain feeling that she belongs with me. I didn't care. I tried to step back to see if her name is written on the back. All I ever did was to recall everyth ing. I relieved that moment when her head is peacefully resting on my sh oulders. I got married too. Only the weird look s that people are darting in my direction. That our hands when intertwined will be perfectly fitted. She leaned her head back in her seat and within seconds she is asleep. if not the happiest. When the train arrived I did the usual. Waiting a few steps back at the yellow li ne. I try to recall foundation day and no matter which sides I look it still sucked like sh1t. there s no response. It was. Sitting with her hair tied up in a messy ponytail. I seriously don t get why we need to put up to all of th is crap when we already experienced every bits of it during highschool. Seriously . I got chained up with my highschool crush then but you re not supposed to talk to them! You are not supposed to talk to them in your 30 minutes of being chained u p! WHAT IS THAT?! And oh. I stood up and w ent back to where I stand. the best 10 minutes of my life. and the sudden brush of her hair in my skin electrified me. instead I let the doors close and I sit where she was seated awhile back. Only she hadn t had a clue onto what was going on. I waved my hand in front of her face. But her class number is 10. When the train stopped she didn t even noticed when she bumped at me. When the train is nearing our stop I placed her head carefully back to where she first leaned it. Day 6: A Day in Chains I didn t have the chance to sleep that night. Today is our College Day. She is wearing a gray shirt that tells on how much she loves her section. Forgive my barbaric choice of words. It was on the fifth day that I breathe all of earth s courage and sat beside her in the tra in. I didn t stop there. It was a perf ect set up. the touch of her head on my shoulders. foundati on day.
How can you just let that happen? I know. It w as because I have been contented with merely stares instead of urging myself to sit beside her and talk. You better hurry the doors will close soon. I ve asked that a million of times on my way here. When I reached school I saw Kyle waiting for me by the gates. the girl motioned for the train but it alr eady left. That doe sn t make any sense. You re being exaggerated Aiden! Listen to yourself! You sound like a frickin teenag e girl who keeps on complaining that she s fat when she s as thin as paper. When the do ors closed I saw Luis Sandrov arrive. It s just that the girl I like might be seeing Luis Sandrov.Same as mine. You re not going? I asked more to myself. But I always end up wit h my answer. I didn t think of a better comeback for that. Because really if I haven t been that stupid I think I mi ght have a chance with her. but I m desperately hoping she heard it. Go ahead I m waiting for someone. It was because I m too slow! I m working on the chains department man! You? Wedding dept. By any chance was she waiting for Luis Sandrov? It wasn t anybody s fault but mine. When the train arrived she didn t move. I rode the train though. She looked at me and blink twice. Oh no. Think Aiden! This isn t Algebra. How can she say that? It was as if she s trying to shoo me away. I felt a huge stab in my heart. Like a samurai just sliced open my chest and someone took my heart and threw it severa l times on the ground. He probably can te ll that I am gloomy. Too late though. What s with the long face? Oh nothing. Who does this sh1t? . I hesitated but it will look really weird if I get to wait for someone too when I m obviously about to board the train. She didn t se em to notice. It was because I was too scared to ask her name. Why Luis got to date her first before me even if I know I knew her longer. so I decided to walk pass her.
we don t talk while chained up because we honor those kids who cannot speak. Kyle turned back to me his a ngry scowl now replaced with a grin. Yes Kyle. those who are born mute and those who just suddenly stopped. Senior year. Not that she s ugly. Like that will ever happen. And I m hoping that it will be fun here too. We parted ways. He just laughed and patted my back. I headed to my assigned department a nd had a total flashback about our highschool s foundation day. she s pretty really. our head pulled me towards the chai n department. Like I d like to remember that. People are now starting to gather and the distant echo of the Dedication Departm ent is sending shivers on my spine. All girls are. You did Aiden. ABSOLUTELY NO TALKING or the money you paid for this will completely be put to waste. Once.He laughed. Hey! I don t even go here! I m not even wearing black! How did I end up here?! I know you re not wearing anything black SANDROV! I m not blind. She smiled and handed me to Kyle. You were married to a girl who has more braces than teeth and you even kissed her. How can someone pluck that courage and let t he whole world know how much one likes the other? Where did all my courage go? I was about to sit down and sulk when Megan. 30 minutes it is. What s the matter with you?! Shut up Wayland. But your soul is! Sh ut up! One more word or you ll stay there for an hour. What the heck is the world s probl em?! When I turned around I am now chained with her. . And Luis Sandrov is inside the j ailbooth. He smiled widely at me and mouthed not to look. So. When I see Luis Sandrov with your girl I ll mak e sure he ends up in the jail booth and she ends up chained with you. It s just that the way she looks at me as if she s going to eat me is just plain weird . Your popularity is widely known and you re helping us raise money. No talking. Our school has been doing this annually. It was fun. Those who are traumatized to even start spea king. I cringe in that memory.
That s my favorite song! Me too. her face all lit up. After writing it she waited 3 seconds for me to read it and sh e erased it with her foot. It is better this way. She picked up a twig and wro te something on the ground. She said and then gestured on shootin g a ball. Can we just sit here and wait till it s over? Sure. People are talking though. Want to dance? She looked at me. And then all of a sudden Coldplay s Yellow started playing from the dedication dep artment. she scribbled fast. I wrote back. Kyle does that randomly sometimes. Rather than aimlessly walking around campus. . I didn t know why I ended up being chained with you.Kyle shooed us off and when no one s looking he gave me a thumbs up. And some weird thought just popped randomly in my mind. They're just writing on the gr ound. Her eyes crinkled a little. (They're not talking. I know you didn t too. We looked at each other as if on cue and pointed at the same time at th e dedication booth. She wrote back. She gestured that we sit by the benches and we did. I didn t pay for it. How can I wait for him? He s our school s rival. I cursed my sloppy handwriting. it was as if she saw j ealousy written all over my penmanship. How can someone be so cute and animated at the same time? I know I m smiling like an idiot now but who cares? This is the best day of my lif e even if we re not talking. It was as if I am asking her to prom rath er than asking her to dance right in the middle of the campus with students walk ing here and there talking why Aiden Wayland is chained up with the new girl. )) I m sorry. I wrote back. So you were waiting for Luis Sandrov huh? She looked at me and smiled.
It isn t because I am s hy or scared. I want this day to be perfect. and pointed on the girl chained to me. W e laughed like idiots and twirled until our wrists hurt.I grabbed the stick from her and threw it. The song ended. We just swayed pointlessly under the raging sun. And then she left. Once I open my mouth and ask her name. with coldplay as our background song. I don t want that. She grabbed it and stood up as well. I mouthed. When we both pass by with each other we just smile . I have a pretty good reason why I didn t ask her name today. Day 7: The Right Moment Yesterday s event in the chain booth became so popular that girls who paid hundred s just to get chained with me expected that I dance to each and one of them unde r the raging sun. My wrists. Often times she passed by me and smile. We danced until the song finished. Me too. I had fun Aiden. She smiled. When our chains were unlocked she smiled at me and said. I m sure it will lose all the magic we had for the past 30 minutes. Because if I did. I stood up and reach for her hand. it was as if we are sharing some secret jokes. No it s not that. are all red from all the chain s that are being placed on me nonstop after the dancing incident. I placed my hand on my cheeks and tur ned back to the Chain Department so they wouldn t see me move my lips. And perhaps Kyle already asked who she was right? So I better not ask this time. People are talking but we didn t care. . Who cares. I placed my other hand on her hips while she places hers on my shoulders. She did once. Our 30 minutes did too. she raised her hand and gestured that the one chained on me is ta lkative. when I was chained with a girl who talks mostly about hair and nails. I couldn t agree more. both left and right.
I ll find a way. I gazed at Samantha and Kyle who are now just a few meters away from me. a name is such a basic thing. I.I mean my friends knew I had a huge st ops and fidgets. for some weird circumstances Samantha Reese got cha ined to you. I just want to warn you th at I will be chained to you after 30 minutes. He said. more often than not they walk to t he opposite direction and all of a sudden the chain comes yanking them both back . well no t really since her gaze isn t focused really on my eyes. Lauren. Nothing to w-worry about really. and you talk to her as if you ve known each other forever and then at one certain moment you ask her name all of a sudden. red with embarrassment. He said shaking his head. You ve seen her all the time and never got the chance to know her name. I laughed. Just then. and somehow you felt that certain connection. Ok I got your point. crush I laughed. I know. And oh. you didn t ask her name. the thing he always does when concent rating on something. I don t get you man. Lauren then looked at me. Supposed you re in my position. his eyes displaying some vague expression that I could almost associate with hurt and betrayal. Sorry Kyle but I think Aiden will be the one here in the jailbooth for a while. You know. I ran towards Kyle s jailbooth and begged him to let me and my poor wrist take a rest. Wow seriously? Lauren Sinclaire? This is the very first time I ve ever s een you fidget and stutter! She slapped me hard on the arm and I pretended to be hurt. Watch it Sinclaire. Coz dude really. She looked at me one last time then left. And now many girls are already piling in front of you and you still look at her and smile. La No talking Fitzburg. What will you think might happen next? Kyle looked at me and raised his eyebrows. I try hard not to laugh all by myself really. I jus t you know want to tell you that. She just smiled. as if I did something really bad. She stopped and then played with he r hands. you know the rules. Kyle looked at me. our batch s governor walked straight to th e booth with Samantha Reese. Seriously all I eve r thought is that her love will always be Math. But how can you not research something about her. I can t believe Lauren Sinclaire has a crush on me. I ch ained you with her.When I am already chain free. uren snapped the chains in Kyle s wrists too hard that he yelped in pain.
She beautiful. we even danced. But nothing really terrifying unlike before. but I m having a hard time confronting her. Written on his arm is Samantha s name. She must be really interested in me. we texted. hat. It took her about 2 minutes to read t No biggie Lauren. I looked at her and her face is almost apologetic. Lauren is one of the few girls whom I respect. She texted. we wrote short conversations on the ground. Sorry. we laughed together as if we r e actually talking. And then I saw her. Lauren was chained to me after that. yo u know. She s chained with Luis Sandrov. yeah. Well. her number. This guy d oesn t really have a sense of originality. She shook her head in reply. This time. Luis sat down furiously and started to write something on the ground.together making them scratch their heads and (you wouldn t believe this) smile. especially. Sorry. Maybe she just doesn t want to associate with the enemy and it s just a nice thing t o do to be polite to people. We re friends you know that. I know when one of my specie has a crush on another different spe cies. Why would you be? It s obvious that she likes you too. Thirty minutes seem to pass by so quickly with Lauren. under it. nice and smart so it has always been a mystery to me why we never dated. He just smiled there foolishly without even talking. I sighed. Well. It took me a few minutes to realize that he wants me to look at it. You know her name? No. This must ve been the happies t day of his life. his hands extended in front of him. You know I m not always friendly. I sighed. You think? I m a girl Aiden. I noticed you re always staring at the new girl. me. all we ever did was talk . WOW DUDE! I said and offered him a high five. a little I guess. I saw him offering her a hand and gesturing her to dance. I laughed. When I was chained to her that s when I realize d the answer. Thirty minutes had passed and Kyle almost rushed towards me. but you know what I don t mind. Lauren was too shy to even start a conversation with me.
but there s something about Lauren that makes everything felt platonic. Fvck! Wayland!!!! Why are you acting like this!! Ask her name!!! Take care. There was one time when I didn t tell someone I like him and now he s crushi ng on to someone else. She waved at me and almost left. I often wonder what if I came first before her. but you k now the saddest thing about what ifs? They will never happen no matter how much you try.about the new girl. Wait. When I reached my stop I felt a hand on my arm. The long ride to the train stop seems to move particularly slowly. . I ve been thinking too much about what Lauren had said when our thirty minutes are over. Have a safe trip on your way home. You should ask her name Aiden. Lauren s voice echoing in my head. You too. It was her. Hey Aiden. Both have been fun. you should tell her how you feel before someone el se did. When I reache d the stop the train doors are almost closing. She stopped and looked at me. Fortunately I made my way in. joke about the students and laughed about almost everything. I tried to compare the time being with Lauren and the time with her.
We both laughed. I went down the kitchen and to my surprise my dad is still there. In case you don t know. I said gulping my orange juice and pretended to be Come on Aiden. it feels like everything that happened yesterday was just from last night s dream. And I should be the one asking question s around here. It s Lian by the way she stopped and looked way past me. Day 8: The Twist Waking up the next day. almost hesitant to even speak. He said ignoring my nagging. She just nodded a nd walked away. It s funny how things can turn upside down once in a while in our home. Stop changing the subject Dad. His eyes looked like h e didn t sleep for a year. Fine. You are unbelievably early today. He took his co ffee and sat at one of the stools in the kitchen counter. seeing my same old airplanes hanging on the ceiling. that reassuring I m-not-tired-at-all-no-need-to-worry smile that says . Don t work too hard for your case dad. but I feel like waking up an hour and a half thinking that in just an hour or so I ll see Lian Greene again. How s school Aiden? he asked while spreading butter in his toast. Us ually I d wake up just 30 minutes before school starts. I was silently cursing when all of a sudden she turned back to m e again. I answered filling my glass with juice. . One minute dad s being all ster n about bringing friends over and the next I m the one nagging him for not taking care of himself.I slapped myself strongly in my head that it almost felt real. He smiled though. I can almost drag your eyes out from your socket. give your old man a break. Lian Greene. in a hurry.
I would ve been the one who marched up in front of her. and one day she just walked straight to me. KYLE STOP! the corridor was silent for awhile. I would ve spent five more years with her. It s true what they say then. I would ve been the one who walked straight to her. I played with my glass for awhile trying to weigh the pros and cons into asking him some advice. But you know what? I felt the same way about your mo ther. No! It s not advisable! Seeing her means losing courage again. I have been looking and admiring her from a distance for five years Aiden. confusion written all over their faces. But he just sits there and continued laughing. She s just too beautiful. I looked at the boxes of strawberries in my hands. to gather the courage in case I see her there. Five supposedly amazing years lost because I did n t even have the courage to ask her name. The problem is I m too shy when it comes to her. Westvil . you even asked her to dance. I took t he strawberries out my bag and breathe deeply. Breakfast ended there. Girl problem? Great. I get tongue-tied . Seriously.Dad I started but rather hesitant to talk to him about Lian. Everybody just stopped walking and started looking at me. even love stories can be genetic. time to give it in person I convinced myself. if it had been that way. Told me she waited for me five years long that s he felt the need to do it herself. You can do it Aiden! You ve talked to her twice. She was even the one who marched straight to me and asked my name. Will I have to wai t for five years? Will I follow dad s storyline as well? Or will I create my own m ovie? But you know what son. When I sto od up and ready to bail he stopped me. I should ve kept my mouth shut. No one is too perfect Aiden. Time seems to past by so fast I didn t realized it is already lunch time. Nice Dad! I said pissed. I have to think. She isn t there in her locker when I arrived. you ve already been exchanging smiles with her. She wasn t though. So the father instinct is as strong as that of mom s. we didn t notice we were talking so much that it almost mad e my dad spill coffee all over his shirt. Grea t. heck. Too perfect. Well not really. I said seriously but then he laughed. I didn t risk the chance of my gathered courage just by looking at her. Chill! Chill Aiden! Just then someone stole the boxes out from my grasp and just when Kyle is about to open it. I walked to the train station with at least 45 minutes to spare.
She transferred to another school. Who re they from? he said smirking. Hey. I m the one giving them ok! AHAH! So you lied! You do have a mushy side! Just move ok man? I have to do this alone. I walked straight to her classroom but her seat by the window is empty as well. When a girl went out I suddenly grabbed her hand just to stop her. I waited for about 10 minutes but she d idn t come. I decided to let go. I know how it feels man. Her face crimson red when she realized that I m holding her arm. Transferred. One insignificant word that changes everything. ok? Make me proud WAYLAND! When I reached her locker she isn t there. Ju st go get her. are all of you named Kyle Fitzburg? They started walking when they realized that there isn t anything to worry about.le University students. have you seen Lian Greene? I asked. Transferred Wayland! . He patted my back and just gave my shoulders a nudge. That s all she said.
There is this certain feeling in my heart that seems to build up and clouds every part of it that it just ceased to beat. . So many things instead of leaving without a trac e. her voice. The re were plenty of times when I could ve just marched in front of her and ask her o ut. Yes. Not even colleagues. Why did she have to leave so soon. All of it I memorized with one single glance. How could I just let her pass by without even trying my best? I tried calling ev ery school just to know if Iris Greene enrolled in their school. Why this? Why now? I remember that very first day I saw her. That when things turned out otherwise the pieces would just shatter and cut right into my ego. My chest ached so much that I can feel it. So what do guys do during this brokenhearted phase? I know girls can cry their hea rts out. And although it seems to me that they are som ewhat related it still hits every nerve ending in my body and it just hurts. could ve walked her ho me. I didn t feel the need to go to school. could ve gotten her number. clear as glass. her face. I could ve moved right beside her and say that she s familiar. most of them an swered none. But what do guys do? Especially those allergic to anything with alcohol . Day 9: Could Have Been They were wrong when they said that the two saddest words in the English Languag e are what ifs . Is this a test? A lesson? Something that happened just so I can learn something? Was she the person that I ll have to know and forget to know because the heavens only sent her as my teacher? How can fate be so cruel? So many things could ve happened. that it almost seemed to me that I ha ve a heart condition. instead it punctured every pa rt of my heart. There are three. But it didn t tear my ego in halves. and she ll answer that we go to the same school. her scent. even the arteries. But I depended too much on tomorrows that I completely forgot about my todays . the supposedly aftermath of what ifs. It is the could have beens that hurt the most. But the feeling of 'first time' built u p this huge wall of fear. Not even friends. It did shatter. Strangers. No. How can she move so fast? She just transferred. and the rest told me that they cannot give information of student e nrollees to strangers. In that very f irst day I could ve asked her name.Perfect timing. I m Aiden Wayland for crying out loud.
I don t really feel like talking. He is now playing catch on his own. not really knowing whether I m saying it to him or to myself. Aren t you supposed to be in school? I raised my eyebrows in puzzlement. He opened my door with a bang. . He k nows me more than I know myself. Your airplanes are awesome Wayland. Yeah right. He threw the ball up again knocking one of my planes then he bolted uprigh t without catching the ball creating a loud thud that almost sounded as an explo sion. just right above my bedroom. I answered back while looking at the moving airplanes about Same. I heard his loud footsteps towards my room. me. So she just left? it oftentimes scares me how Kyle can know me inside and out. Sucks. And you know the fvck-est part? She ditched me and then dated Luis Sandrov.Wayland! I almost fell out from my bed when I heard Kyle call from what I suspect. I never apprecia Thanks. He is weari ng our uniform. I don t feel like going. As if he doesn't look as awful as me. Maybe love life isn t our thing. A posture I knew ever since I met him. And you get to ask? Why are you not in school? he said removing his shoe and rests his feet on my bed while slouching in my bean bag. and the last time I check this isn t Westville University. He answered then sighed. Oh sheez! You look awful! he said sitting across my bed and pulling the blanket of f me. I got ditched too. ted it until now. I replied silently. There is this some huge cloud stuck in my throat descending down my lungs each time I speak. Yeah. throwing the ball up and ca tching it with a baseball gloved hand. I said. Sandr ov of all people! he lied back again and then took off the glove in his hand. even with his uniform on. I know.
How come when I foun d mine turns out I am not the one for her? It just sucks! I smiled.Well fvck love! I don t want it anymore. I just talked to Kyle and promised that I ll attend schoo l come Monday. and nothing has ever been the same. Not the letting go and moving on smile (because s eriously that will be premature). But I can t. . Broken is too cliché. It just happened really. Hurt is too light. Ran out of spiteful words to say to those wh o made us believe that in time we ll find someone only to have our hearts broken t he next day. her familiar brown streaks flowing freely with the wind. It was a random action really. Same with me. scriptwriters. Fvck them! Let them live somewhere else! It sounds racist to me! We ran out of swear words that day. Day 10: The Goodbyes It was on the tenth day when I saw her again. The sad one. Not the happy smile. Only lucky people find who they re look ing for. And it pains me seeing her smiling when all I ever did wa s sulk when she left. It sounds childish and high school-ish but I guess everyone have be en through that. What? People always say that there s this someone out there for you. It won t be good to have many absences especially for a graduating Architecture student such myself. I get that. I tried summing up my feelings into one word. They re all liars. Betrayal is too deep. I really don t get it. Well you know what I m going to do? I ll go straight to all authors. when all of a s udden I realized I was pedaling my way out of town and towards the place where I once saw Lian. s ongwriters and movie makers who blinded us with such bullsh1t and yell right in their eardrums that there is no one out there for them until they go deaf! It was only James Blunt who told the truth. Stranded is too storm-i sh. So I ended up w ith this: There is this girl who left.
I was about to tell her about the strawberries when all of a sudden she stood up and stopped a guy. inhaling he r presence. was she your girlfriend? Is she curious about this guy right now? Sure he s handsome and all but seriously n o I can t think of a better way to ridicule a guy who just lost a girlfriend. I relaxed my back and breathed out. Aren t you supposed to be in school too? that she quit school??! That s just sad! I stopped. You already ran out of chances withou t even giving your all. From afar I tried drawing her face but even without her sitting there I can stil l picture perfectly the face I ve memorized at least about 10 days ago. This is it Wayland. I like how she says my name. So I tried to draw every detai l around her. I sat beside her without talking. Talking. I ve never d rew a face before. n recognized from afar that she cut her hair just a few inches below her shoulde blades. Excuse me. I loosened my hold a little bit afraid that I might crumple the paper even before reaching her. I tried to record and save that one sentence where she mentioned my whole name. my drawing cl enched tightly in my hands. Fvck Wayland! And you pretend you don t know . it has always been landscapes. Now s your chance. every single that radiated because she s there. She still looks pretty no matter the hair length. I leaned my bike at the bike rack and started walking towards her. I r .Maybe it was fate that brought me there or maybe it was just mere coincidence. Y ou wouldn t have a second chance after this. I saw a while ago sitting under the sycamore tree. She is not looking at me rather she i s looking down at her hands. I do t know why I easily forget things so it helps to jot them down. You re supposed to be in school Aiden Wayland. She answered. Inhaling the air. too bad this will be t he last time. S ome weird instances that the gods want to throw at me just because they re bored. Yes he was talking to a grave. I missed her really I pulled out the pencil and a piece of paper that I usually take with me. well not beside her literally just at the edge of the bench. When I finished I walked straight to her. I know.
So where did you transferred? She looked at me and smiled. We looked at each other and laughed. She s lucky." he paused and then continued. I actually thought you d confe ss when I asked you that one time I saw you near my locker. Can you believe it we re talking about something that happened just a few days ago? It felt like years to be honest. One confession and the rest has been said. "I was. He said. I don t think it s ever possible to surpass a love like that. as if her transferring is something to smile about. Lian sat back at the bench and looked at me. I know. No. It s beautiful. I think that even if I don t tell her. I just s aw you place them there and then started sprinting. Ann The guy just smiled at her though his eyes showed how much sadness her girlfrien d s death gave him. Lian looked at him in admiration. That s how I knew your name. smiled and gave him a pat on the shoulders. You know. You probably didn t know this but when I knew that we both ride the same train to a . I was the one leaving you boxes of strawberri es. there was never a single day that he doesn t come by and talk to her. She said as another smile played at her lips. Speaking of declarations of love I handed her my drawing. She looked at me confu sed but I her reaction after she looked at it is undeniably breathtaking. she alread y knows that I like her. I read her name once while walking pass by. There was really nothing to say. We both said at the same time. Funny really. He left.She still is. Thank you. It was the first time we ever talked. Llanza. How did you know that? Well here s the thing Lian here it goes. Like I've known you all my life. She said looking at a grave un der a sycamore tree.
As if being 'torpe' isn't enough as a bad t rait. I even waited for you once after your basketball practice. We sat like that for a while.nd from school I secretly adjusted my time so I ll see you there everytime. Her confession was simple. When will she ever come through that door again? I tried to live my life normally when she left. You came all the way here just to tell me that life is short? That I like you. She looks at me and smiled. -unknown The closing door of the train has been all too familiar that it pains me to see it close every time. I came here to tell you the same thing. Oftentimes I pedal by the park just to see a familiar g irl with brown streaks on her hair. 10 minutes. . Here s the funny thing Lian. I m leaving Aiden and I don t know if I m ever coming back. she just sits there. Passed my grades. 10 days. 10 hours. But in life every end is just a new beginning. but seeing that guy visit her girlf riend everyday without fail I just realized how life can be so short and how som e things can just happen that can change the course of your fate forever. 10 months had passed and I'm still he re waiting. Waiting for uncertainty. Every story has an end. Not that I want you dead. She looked at me puzzled. studied hard a nd graduated. only to be sad and disappointed that no one s really there. I know it s funny why I m saying this to you now. She then edged closer beside me and placed her hand on top of mine. talking as if what she s saying is just something girls talk about all the time. Oftentimes I go extra early to the subway just to realize that I w ill never see her again. 10 seconds.
Please watch for th e closing doors. No. her sweet smile. I knew. Have we met before?" We both stood up staring at each other as if the world has just stopped spinning . It did n't take me that long. people stopped moving and every living and non living thing ceased from making noise." Seeing her familiar face. I just knew. That the very first time I saw her pass through that train door. There is this magical force (that people often say isn't real) that happened.Train one heading to San Andreas will board in a few minutes. I touched her face just to make sure. it didn't take me 10 days to get to know her and fall in love. Can this day get any worse? I bent down to reach them. "Hi. . Lian Greene is right in front of me. And yes. When she passed by she accid entally bumped my arm sending my resume all over the train. WAIT! Great! Just great! Just when I am trying to forget. and all of a sudden. She smiled. "I thought you'd never ask. and her strawberry scented hair I rea lized. an all too familiar scent breeze d through with the air. I'm Aiden Wayland. it is love at first sight.
That her hands will be the hands I'll hold forever. ~End~ .
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