People tend to become someone else when they meet someone who is willing to share their memories with. Well, for me I guess. I have never thought that this year would become the year wherein Ive experienced the best and worst in my life. Well, at least on that moment.
My 8th grade started a like this.
"Which section are you?" my friend ask me. But it turns out we weren't in the same room. I got transfered to section A while my friend Aira in Section B. I was happy because I got to close with them, and with them, you who I mean. But sad at the same time cause I got separated with my friend. Yeah sure thing, I have Alex, Wong, Andrei and jeffrey, but still it felt different when you have a girl friend. You know, someone you can talk with and share your thoughts about something... like love.
Honestly, I find it hard, adjusting to my new environment. It feels weird being in this section. Maybe because I just got transferred, but still I can't just ignore the competetiveness atmosphere in the classroom. You know that feeling, where it makes you hard to breath. But then, there she was, Ann Marie. She wasnt my seatmate but she we sure get along well. Maybe because we share the same type of books to read and type of movie to watch. Dont get me wrong, she doesnt like to watch anime nor hate it at the same time. But still she was so good at listening to my stories.
Me and the rest of the gang end up to be classmates, but we werent close just like before. Or if were really close. Maybe because we never got in touch with each other. But i hope we could all go back to as we were before.
Ann Marie and I spend a lot together, we eat snacks together. It was so fun having her as a friend. Did i mention that she was a bit talkative, well maybe not a bit, but that whats make her so easy to get along with. Oh and also our adviser where the best, not just she was beautiful but also she teaches us a lot. We were even considered as the best section in school because of how she discipline us. She made us feel the warmth of a second mother could give.
One day during our literature class, we are analyzing a poem. ( I cant remember the title of the poem but i think it was all about a man wrote a poem for his wife. It was describe in the poem the look of his wife. well if you know a poem similar to that, can you comment it below, I really want to read it again. Maybe Ill recognize it once i read it)
The teacher ask me about how I feel about the poem. I said something like when you fell inlove you may not sometimes see the good thing in them, but rather see the best thing in them in their worst case scenario. ( I dont know if it was exactly the same words but that is the thought itself.) At that moment I realize that if I want something more I should have do something. Ever since the school started, I havent had a single conversation with them except from hi, hello, goodmorning and goodbye. So that day I made the initiative to talk to them. That after, we were incharge of cleaning the room, along with Wong, we are in the same group. It was arrane alphabetically. The rest of them were waiting for him.
"Wong, can you help me, lets take the trast outside" Wong looked at me at that time.
"Yeah sure, wait for a moment, Ill return this broom to the othed section" I just nodded.
"I'll help her" I looked at Jeffrey in suprised. I mean, he volunteered to help. I wasn't prepared for this, why decide to help me all of the sudden. It makes my heart beat like crazy.
"Lets go" I tried my best to stay calm and compose myself, I dont want to embarass myself in front of him. Ann Marie looked at me with teasing smile then said.
"Take good care of the trash" She said with a teasing voice. We all just laugh. I mean at that time we find if funny.
"Jewel, about your answer in class about the poem..." I looked at him. I mean this was our first normal conversation eversince the class started.
"What about it?"
"What if all you can see is the bad side of the person, can you still say youre inlove with that person?" Im kinda bit confused. I mean I know that every person has bad sides but it cannot be that bad.
"Huh? Are ypu inlove with someone?" Yabai!! why did I ask that? What if thinks im nozy!! But still thinking something like him being inlove with someone else, makes me sad.
"You see, you cant be inlove with someone if you hadn't see him in his best you know. Although there maybe some things that made him look bad, but still there are qualities that you see in him that made you like that person" I know im in no position to tell him that or should I say I dont want to because thinking that he might be really hitting on someone really make me feel bad.
"Come on! dont be so down!" I tried to cheer him up while patting his shoulder. But then I realize what I just did. I quickly.widraw my hand when he start staring at me. Maybe Jeffrey doesn't like to be touched. And beside, this was our first conversation this since the class start. It made so happy. Knowing that we are still friends.
After we threw trash we decided to go back to the room. But all of the sudden he calls my name and said something. Well more like a whisper. I couldnt.hear him clearly that time, since we were a little bit far from each other. All I can understand in the word chance.
"Huh?" I said, confused.
"No nevermind" But what he said, I still hope that maybe, just maybe those words that he utter were his love confession, even just in a dream.