"Mr. O'Donnel!" Mrs. Strickland shouted. "Sleeping again. No one sleeps in my class. If you're not interested in my class, well then, door's always open."
"I'm sorry ma'am. Just..." I apologized and try to explain but...
"No more reasons. Now answer the problem on the board."
Heh?! Easy pissy.
After asnwering the question, I got back to my seat. I don't know why but I remembered our memories.
"You really didn't understand finding LCD?" she asked.
"Yeah, duh!" I said. "Not just LCD. Whole math! I really don't understand the point of studying math. I knew how to add, subtract, multiply, and divide."
"Yeah. Whatever. You really hate mathematics. While me, I really love math." She bragged.
"Opposite attracts!" I said. Yeah, she really love math. She even wanna be a math teacher.
"Bro, you okay?" A husky voice asked. Suddenly my senses were back. It's dismissal. Day's over, finally.
"Oh yeah. What's up?" I greeted in response to him, Carllyle. We started to walk out of the room.
"I'm great. But you, I'm asking you."
"Me?" I pointed myself.
"Yeah. It seems that you're not with you. Like your mind is somewhere out there."
"Nah, I just feel sick." I lied. As we were walking to the locker hall, we saw something nasty, disgusting, and inappropriate.
"Sick? Or sick of love?" Carllyle said.
"Love? I don't need love. Love doesn't exist. It's just chemical reaction in our brain. There's no such thing as love. A true man doesn't need a babe" I grumbled. I walked out of the locker hall. I can't take it. Carllyle followed me.
"Really?" he smirked.
"Yep, dude. Can't you see them? They're disgusting. They're kissing. Almost making love. Showing their love in public. In school." I growled. I just can't understand her. I mean them.
"Dude, not a big deal. NOT A BIG DEAL. We're seniors. 18 above, it's legal." He reasoned.
"But please not in public." I sighed. "I gotta go. Maybe I need some rest."
"Aren't we..." He probably plan something like hanging out with him, but... "Fine, I think you really need A LOT of rest."
I came home at 4:36 in the afternoon. Sun's almost down.
"How's school?" My mother asked.
"Great." I lied. I walk straight to my room.
I lie down on my bed. I closed my eyes then sleep.
It was 7:21 when I woke up. As I open my eyes, I saw my diary/journal/whatever you called beside my head. I tried to move cause my body aches. I get the diary/journal/whatever you called and stand up. I walk to my study table and sat on the chair. I rubbed my watery eyes before I opened the diary/journal/whatever you called. I started to continue reading it.
January 26, 2013
Can we skip to the part when Gellie and I are still sweet, inlove, and you know. Fine, I'll just summarize. Every month we had a special date. Like we're going on a restaurant. But, let's skip to the part I gave her flowers, chocolates, and a big teddy bear which she named it Ellie. El for Elyar and Lie for Gellie. Let's skip to the part I slept with her every weekend. Let's skip to the moment of our kisses, cuddlings etc. Let's skip to the part we went into a beach with our family. Let's skip to the part of our graduation. Let's skip to the part we were holding our hands while promising that we'll be together until college. Skip to the part we were biking, bonding, malling, walking, running. Probably skip everything.
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Philip and Aurora
RomanceI remember the day we were holding our hands. We were watching Sleeping Beauty. Cause we believed in fairy tales those days. We believed in happy endings, forevers, and eternal love. But we were so young that time. We barely know the meaning of love...
