SUMMER. Now that our freshmen year is finally over, Nathan and I decided that we could finally enjoy our vacation just like any other students. I guess it’s just me and Nathan, for Becca and Scott have gone away to their own summer vacation trip.
I can’t help but to think about what Scott told me about the last day of our school festival. He likes Becca, and he wanted me to help him get her. On the other hand, Becca likes my bestfriend, and she already asked my help for it too. I don’t know how to help two people with different desires. I guess it’s my problem though, not knowing who’s the one I’m going to help between the both of them.
Speaking of school festival, it ended up with a blast for Becca because our plan succeeded, without Nathan even noticing it. I feel guilty and heartbroken for Scott, for I helped Becca get close to Nathan
SHOOT. I don’t know why I chose this outfit, but maybe because I was trying to impress Nathan as well. In fact, Mom bought this bikini specially just for this summer get away. I don’t want to waste her effort and money in buying this one but I also don’t want to let the people saw everything about my body. I have a great insecurities about that, just like any other normal teenager. I’m wearing a two piece bikini... Topped by a fashionable white dress that I could instantly remove if ever that I wish to swim in the ocean. “Natalia? Where are you, dear?” I covered myself using my hands when Aunt Jessica suddenly entered into our room. And yes, we rented only one room for the three of us to save some budget. “Oh, you’re changing... I’m sorry, dear.” But she didn’t bother to look away, for maybe she realized tha
SOPHOMORES. Finally, we are not the lowest grade level here in Jackson High. We are not the newbies anymore, for we are now at our second year in high school. It’s pretty much exciting, having new activities that we could join in, and new class schedules where Nathan could be possibly one of my classmate. Everything is going well... Not until I remember that this is the year when I’m going to help Scott get close to Becca, and Becca to my bestfriend Nathan. Thinking about it wasn’t that stressful as before, for I already knew how to handle that situation if ever. If Scott asked for my help, then I’ll do it. If Becca did, then I’ll still do it. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ll just help anyone who needs a hand whenever they need it. I guess that’s just being fair. “Scott texted me earlier... He said that we should meet him at the Cafeteria,” Nath
NOW that we are sophomores, we could finally join in the different clubs for our grades in extra curricular activities. If in our freshmen days some groups started to be formed, now it was worst. I mean, whoever got into the same clubs as you, they are going to be your friends. And what I mean by that is you have to stick with them during the whole year for clubs often organize some school activities. Nothing in the list of clubs suites my taste. I mean, I like dancing, though I can still remember what happened the last time I tried to participate in this kind of activity. Becca snatched my moment, and I don’t want that to happen again. I mean, I’m sure she’s going to choose to be a part of the dance club. So I’m not going in there. The cheer leading squad. More like another dance club, I guess. It was just mixed with using your loud voice and some props like pompom
AFTER classes, our advisers told us to go to the theatre room, where all the members of the drama club will have a meeting, a special meeting, they said. So Nathan and I got there, without saying any word to each other. “Nat...” He poked my cheeks, but I ignored him. “Hey...” From the corners of my eyes, I saw him pouting his lips, trying to look cute. “If I did something bad and I’m being insensitive about it, then tell me, Nat. I’m willing to apologized... Even better, I’ll apologized right now even if I don’t know what I did...” I faced him, but this time, he’s trying to poke my cheeks again and it accidentally hit the corners of my eyes, causing me to wince in pain. Thankfully, I already closed it even before his fingers touch my eyeball. “Ouch...” I complained. “Sorry! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to do that!” Nathan stated, panicking as he realized what happened. “Are you oka
“REALLY? You two are going to help me?” Scott asked for a hundred times, still unbelievable to the fact that Nathan and I decided to help him get Becca. “Yeah. Natalia told me about you asking for her help. You know, I was pretty much disappointed when you didn’t ask me first. Though after a few days, I just realized why not me... It’s because of Becca, isn’t it?” Nathan lengthy asked. “Uhm... Yeah. You know, Becca likes you so much... And I don’t know how you feel about her so I chose to tell Natalia instead...” “Sorry, Scott. I’m sorry if I told Nathan about it. I just... I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore...” I apologized. “It’s alright. Now I got more hands than I needed. Thank you, Natalia. And thank you, Nathan.” “You’re always welcome...” Nathan smiled at him, before tapping his shoulder. I was about to say something when the three of us heard a familiar voice, causing us to stop and shut our mouths
TODAY is the day I’ve waiting for. The first game of the sports club. The chosen sport for this week is basketball, where Nathan and Scott will be participating in the same team. The opposing team is leaded by Tyler, of course, as well as Liam and Jake, the new kid. Before the game started, I’ve already heard a lot about some rumors spreading here in Jackson High. The top one trending news is still the same as before... Freeda and Tyler’s break up. Not that I care nor concern about them, it’s just that it’s becoming more and more bothering to think how many times they broke up and came back to each other. I mean, how can they still trust each other after all those things that happened into their relationship? Or is there even a thing like that between the both of them? Because believe me, I’ve seen how Freeda is treating Tyler these past f
“WHOAH. You missed me that bad huh?” “No, I’m worried...” I stated, my statement coming out muffled because I’m currently burying myself in his chest. “Hey...” He gently caressed my hair before I felt him planting a kiss in my forehead... Wait, what? He kissed me? I looked up, seeing his face. He looked like he’s still in pain but he’s just trying to suppress or hide it from me. “Are you sure you’re okay? You look so terrible...” I stated without any brakes, making him laughed. “I’m fine. The nurse told me that they already called an ambulance for me.” “What?! They are going to bring you to the hospital?!” I asked in shocked, before my tears started to stream down on my cheeks. Poor Nathan. I feel bad and sorry for him. I mean, I pity him for having to go through that traumatic place. I hate it. Every time that the nurses are giving me some shots, I’ll
IT’S been a week since that accident happened. The accident where Nathan sprained his ankle. But thankfully, he’s fine right now. I mean, he can’t still play basketball or any vigorous activities. So for now, he’s just focusing more on school and in the rehearsals of the drama club. “Everyone! Pay attention! This is one of the biggest play that our drama club ever conducted. So I want you to focus on your roles and start memorizing your script,” our adviser stated. “Yes, Ma’am.” The members of the club suddenly walked towards the different directions, getting the copy of their script as they started memorizing their lines. Nathan and I sat down in the corner, me looking at his sprained ankle. “Are you sure you’re alright now?” I asked. “Uhm, yeah. I’m fine. Don’t worry. The doctor said that I can participate in this drama for I’m just sitting for the whole duration of the play.”
• RULE NUMBER 01: Don’t show off. Stay low key.• RULE NUMBER 02: Be yourself. Love your looks.• RULE NUMBER 03: Learn to keep your promises.• RULE NUMBER 04: Always be open for exceptions.• RULE NUMBER 05: Never befriend anyone of they didn’t talk to you first.• RULE NUMBER 06: Avoid being late.• RULE NUMBER 07: Always list down the important details.• RULE NUMBER 08: Never listen to Nathan’s nonsense statements.• RULE NUMBER 09: Never date a guy.• RULE NUMBER 10: Never speak any foul words.• RULE NUMBER 11: Never believe in anyone.• RULE NUMBER 12: Learn to apologize and forgive.• RULE NUMBER 13: Learn how to wait patiently. There’s always a next time.• RULE NUMBER 14: Never deny your bestfriend.• RULE NUMBER 15: Never lie to your Mom.• RULE NUMBER 16: Learn to
GRADUATION day. Today is the day that we all been waiting for, when we can finally be a college student... More like having another responsibilities but still, another journey where in we can proudly say that we survived high school, the most scary and unexpected part of our lives.“Ready? Come, I can’t wait to march and get my diploma on stage,” Nathan stated, before attempting to touch my hair.“Don’t! Do you know how many hours my Mom spent on my hair?” I asked him, and he chuckled.“You really wanted to look pretty, huh?”“Of course. This is the last time that we are going to see some of our classmates. Might as well leave a good impression on them.”“Whatever. You know that no matter what happens, you will always look beautiful for me,” he answered, before pinching my cheeks as he noticed that I am blushing. I p
“JUST follow me.” The two of us knocked on the door, before it swing opened, revealing my mother who immediately gave us a warm smile plastered on her face.“Hi, Nats. Why are you home so early? No celebration for the results of the exam, eh?”“Mom don’t listen to Nathan’s nonsense words,” warned her.“What are you talking about?”“This is not pure nonsense, Aunt. I’m here because I wanted to tell you something...”“And what is that, Nathan?”“I don’t want your daughter to be my best friend anymore. I want her to be more than that... I love your daughter, and I want her to be my girlfriend. So please, would you allow me to court her, please?” Nathan stated, making me and my mother gasped in shock.“You want my daughter to be your girlfriend?” my Mom asked him, and he immediately nodded, as
FEW days passed by. Today will be out final exam, yet I haven’t got the chance to talk to Nathan... Nor he ever did something to show signs that he wanted to spend some time with me as well... Alone. During our review sessions, I tried to act fine, knowing that the squad will keep on nagging us about our situation. But then, as time passes by, Nathan already realized that something is wrong, making him chase after me every single time that he will see me walking on the hallways of Jackson High. I tried my best to avoid him, but to no avail. He just keeps on following me, and I have no other choice but to talk to him just like what happened this morning.“Nat... Do you want us to have a great lunch together after the exams?” he asked me.“Uhm... Maybe. It depends how hard the exam is, Nathan.”“No endearment this time?” he asked me, and I shook my head in disapproval.“Nat is not an endear
WHEN the dance ended, the students came in circle around the bonfire, before the organizers have us two strings, one with the color of red and one with a color of blue. They wanted us to give the red color strings to the people we wanted to thank, and the blue one to the people we wanted to apologize to. The reflection began to start, and of course, Becca gave both of her strings to Scott, the same way that he did. Nathan and I chuckled to himself, watching the two of them nearly kiss. Nathan gave me his red string, while I gave him the blue one.“Thank you, Natalia. Thank you for being my best friend. And for not giving up on me. You made my high school so memorable.”“Aww... Here. Take my blue string. Sorry for everything. For not listening to you... For being too stubborn all the time. I’m always glad to have you as my best friend, Nathan.” He hugged me, and I di
TWO days passed by. We ran out of activities to do during our retreat, so the organizers decided to have a campfire night later on, during our last night in the retreat. Everything went fine, or so I thought. Because it seems like Freeda and her squad was unable to bully me became Nathan is always around, as well as Scott to Becca. I guess they will have to find a proper time to do something towards us.“Ready for the campfire later tonight? I heard that there will be dance and reflection in front of the bonfire later on,” Scott explained, sounding very excited.“Really? That would be great. Let us enjoy our last night together, alright?” Becca added, before taking a fries from my plate.“Well, seems like the two of you will be enjoying that bonfire activity later on,” Nathan mischievously answered, teasing them.“Let’s see. Maybe you will too, with Natalia.”“You&rsqu
AFTER we went home, Nathan left me in the doorstep without saying another word. I stood there, feeling sorry for myself because I didn’t even ask Nathan if he already forgive me or even thank him for taking me home. I sighed, before turning around to get inside. But just as I was about to, the door opened up.on it’s own, revealing my mother behind it who looked so surprised to see me.“Natalia... Dear, why are you home so late? It’s nearly six in the evening... We still have a dinner in your Aunt Jessica’s place.”“What?! In Nathan’s house?”“Yes. I forget to tell you about it yesterday. You two should spend some time together. So Jessica and I decided to have a sleepover there.”“But Mom...” I trailed off, thinking that she wouldn’t understand our complicated situation even if I try to explain it.“Come on. Just change your clothes and pa
“SCOTT! What happened? Have you two been captured as well?” I stood up, before asking him. The officers of the booth pushed them inside, together with us. Becca is frowning, as if she can’t believe that she needed to stay here with us.“Yes. I’m sorry for not answering your calls. I was about to follow Nathan to get the foils but then, those students catch me as if I’m doing something illegal.“Well, that’s how they go. Anyways, how long does we have to stay here?” Nathan asked the other students, and they chuckled.“Two hours at most, if you don’t have a friend to bail you out.” The four of us frowned, before sitting on the ground. We sat there, quietly. It felt awkward, being together again after a couple of months of being enemies with Becca. Scott tried calling some of his basketball teammates, and thankfully, one of them bail us ou
NATHAN came over my direction, glaring at me as if I was the one who did something wrong. I bit my lower lip, before wiping away my tears, not wanting him to see me being weak and vulnerable. After all, he is not my best friend anymore.“What’s your problem?!” he asked, as if questioning me.“Did you really come here just to ask me that?” I asked him back, my voice slightly breaking out.“Yes. You’re making a big deal out of picking colors for our booth. You are making me look like a bad person.”“Because you’re being one, Nathan! Why are you acting like a jerk all of the sudden? Is this because–”“This conversation is over.” He was about to walk away when I pulled his arm, not wanting him to go without finishing our conversation. He pulled his arms away from me, retrieving it while glaring upon my direction.