GIVE HIM A GOOD REASON

NICHOLAS:

I stood under the red maple tree outside the school gate, waiting for Greg.

It is taunting of me to welcome him back to school after days of absence with my robbing face.

I could hide in a hole and avoid him if I had slept since my intended flaw. I deserve the restlessness; I do not care how many days and nights I go without sleep, I only wish to get Greg to hear me out.

I do not stand to ask for forgiveness, nor do I intend to check the fate of our relationship. I only want to beg his forgiveness and cry him an ocean to keep us.

Yes, I said it.

How could I not seek his forgiveness and know the status of a relationship when I am close to death at the thought of losing him?

I would spend the rest of my days asking for redemption and proving myself again if I had to. I would rather die than give up on us.

Along the school path, I saw an expensive car that had never driven a student into D’caprias, making its way towards the school gate.

The luxury got the students open-mouthed