Monday, 30 November 2015

love the wrong person

07:05 | Unknown |

1: who is she?

I can still remember clearly how the first time I met her. It's a complex and weird meeting, but in the end I was hooked up by her honesty.

Rachel Rosie, the senior ace tennis that I've been admiring, since I entered this college. I thought about joining the same tennis club but, I am bad at tennis. And I'm sure that I would only embarrass myself.

Even so, is there anyone who would put a love letter in the shoe cupboard nowadays? There's so much that I can do without her email address. But, once you put it in. There's no turning back. If she's willing, she would come. Then, a small soft voice can be heard from behind of the tree where I'm standing

"Erm.. are you Kyle?"

"Huh?, Yes!" I answered as I turned back my body.

Wait! Who is she?.

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2:lunch

"What?! You put the letter in the wrong shoe box?" Max shouted.

"Yup" I replied short

"Hey Kyle, you're such an idiot?"

"Well, I can't helped it, they have the same name, Rachel." I sigh.

"It's quite rare for someone to put a love letter in a shoe cupboard nowadays. And you 're pretty much the one who would put it in the wrong cupboard." he teased.

"Just shut up will ya?!, that's why I'm worried about this!"

"And why do you need to be worried about this?. You could just put the letter in the right place this time." he smirk.

"I can't. I can't do that tough." I cried.

"Why? Aren't you planning to date the senior Rachel?" Max confused.

"Urm, Kyle are you there?" asked a small soft voice from behind the classroom sliding door. It is Rachel

"Hi Kyle, I've made you some delicious lunch, wanna eat together with me?." Rachel asked.

"Hey, what the hell is going on here?" ask Max while whispering.

"To tell you the truth, we some how end up dating." I whisper.

"What the?! How in the world did you end up dating a cute girl like her?" Max began to choke Kyle.

"As if I know!. It just turned out like this".

"Come on Kyle! Lunch break is almost over" Rachel called.

"Damn you Kyle!" Max kicked him.
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the egoistical prince

03:02 | Unknown |

I have to talk to him about my club no matter what, today!. And why are the school buildings for the ordinary students and the honor students so different?!.

Bam! the sound of the door being pushed open forcefully .

"President Hosaka!" I shout.

Huh? W-wh-what is going on here? Why are there so many girls? And there is only one guy in the middle?

"I- I'm sorry!" I said before slamming the door shut.

What the heck was that? That was the student council room right?! What the hell were they doing?!.

"It's rude to enter without knocking, Himawari Ann of ordinary class 2-A." someone is whispering behind my ear.

"Kya!" in shock. " H-H-How do you know my-"

"Oh easy, I know all the girls' names" he cut my word.

"Especially if they're cute" he added.

I can't believe he's the president. But he's just as gorgeous as the rumors say. Just seeing him up-close makes me so nervous.

Hosaka Ryousei. 2nd year. The president of the student council. Son of the college's chairman. The foolish president of the student council with a playboy reputation. Some say his only merit is his extremely handsome features.

"So, what brings you here. President of the Ikebana ( Flower arranging) club?"

"Please don't close down my club for not having enough members." I begged him.

"Oh! So that's what you want. Sure, why not" immediate reply.

"Eh?"

"Though in exchange you have to go out with me. How about it? Isn't that a good deal?" he suggest.

"I decline!". I answered.

He looked stunned. "B-but, all I need to do is say the word, and your problem will be fixed!". He determined.

"No thank you. I'll somehow find a way to get more members for my club instead." Then I walked out of the room.

"Interesting" he smiled.

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"Hey, she's the one. The one who rejected the president's offer-even though she's from the ordinary class!"

"No way!. If I were her, I would definitely agree to the offer."

Ever since the rejection yesterday, the rumors spreading like wild fire throughout the college. It's looks like I've somehow become the center of attention.

"The following student will transfer to class 2-I from today onward. (If you don't accept my offer your club will be closed down.) The student name is Himawari Ann( Class 2-A)." note written on a notice board. Now, I know what start the rumor.

" President!, what's the meaning of this?!" " And what's all that about?!" I shout as I entered the class and pointed at a table loaded with roses, that is located beside his table.

"I was just about to go get you. But you came all by yourself!" he hugged me suddenly.

Argh. "Hold it, why are you hugging me? Let go of me!" I shoved him aside. "Instead of hugging me, please give me a proper explanation. It's horrible of you to let everyone know about your offer!"

"You don't have to be that upset over something like this, you know." "Do you hate me that much?" he cried while making puppy eyes.

Argh! I guess there's no helping it if it's like this. I'll just have to bear it. Ann be strong!. You have to save the club. Just date that guy, that's all it's not that hard.Right?.

And so,I went out with the president, just like he wanted. But!. I am exhausted, everyday there's a pile of expensive gift from him on my table and he also helped with distributing the club flyers. Even though i'm doing this to save my club, but why do I even have to have lunch with him? Isn't sitting beside him in class is enough for him? It's killing me slowly.

"Sigh". I let out a long heavy sigh. "What?". He kept on staring at my lunchbox.

"Ann, did you make that?"

"What? This? My lunch? Well, yeah.." I reply and glanced at him

I can see he is emitting the 'I-want-it-aura'. So."Here. But if you don't like it. Don't complain to me. Got that!" I warned him before I give him a slice of egg roll.

By the blink of my eyes he grabbed my hand and pull it over to his mouth, eating it happily.

Ba-thump, My heart skipped a beat. Don't do that all of a sudden.

"I'm so happy that I got to eat your handmade lunch." he smiled radiantly.
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-To be continued-

Sunday, 29 November 2015

I am not who you think I Am!

04:36 | Unknown |

don't judge me

For Your Information I am NOT who you think I am!

Please stop judging me when you don't even know the true me!

I hate it when people judge me yet they know NOTHING about me!

I am not a LIAR! It's your own fault for misjudge me and didn't even try to know me from the start. If you wanna know me just come and talked face to face, heart to heart with me. I'm surewe can smoothly understand each other. Right? So what cha say? Agree?

I know that I wear a very PIOUS clothes and talk very POLITELY. But I am not NAIVE nor INNOCENT. And it is not a bad thing for someone to change themselves to be a good person right? And I am proudly saying/typing that I am a person who is still learning to change myself to be a better someone. I don't know how much more I need to do to achieve my goals. nut I will keep trying and never giving up!

I am not a PERFECT doll as you expect, please I have my own flaws and bad side. Nobody is perfect and everyone need to accept the truth about one and another. You also have your own flaws.

Just like the song goes " If I showed you my flaws, If I couldn't be strong, tell me honestly would you still love me the same?"

I don't want to talk much, erk.. I mean type much. just want to say. You've already grown up now and can think maturely and straight forwardly, so think for yourself about it. Its just a waste of my time explaining to you about everything when you actually can think for yourself.

You're not a kid anymore and will never be. So move over. You don't wanna mess with me. And honestly nothing gonna stop me now.

艾莎yukii