weird kid

Flinn's Bucket List

1. Make Tim cry.

2. Witness more than 100 sunsets.

3. Have a new introduction for the customers.

4.Witness how the clouds changes from blue to black.

5.Visit Melissa's grave with Kath.

I read it again and again. I always get stucked with the last one. I want to visit her, soon.

I glanced at Tim who's now writing his bucket list.

“Why do you want to make me cry?” he asked while his focus is still on his paper.

“Only me knows.” Grandpa replied.

“ I'm done.” Miss Mia said and gave me her paper. 

We gathered together and sat by the lonely seashore. Since this will be the last day of our trip, we want to make it memorable. 

“Okay...” I cleared my throat and start reading what's on the list. 

It says:

Mia's Bucket List

-See Kira succeed.

- Visit Merliah thrice a month this year.

- Convince myself that I am worthy of love.

-Travel the world with Kira, Kath, Timothy, and Flinn.

-Convince Kath that Tim has a-

Then I stopped. I glanced at Miss Mia and she's now smiling at me, especifically, teasing me.

“I heard my name. Continue.”

“Convince Kath that Tim has a...” I can't say it. This is too awkward. I can even hear my heartbeat from too much nervous that I didn't notice the paper is not in my hand anymore. It's in Tim's.

“Convince Kath that Tim has a crush on her.”

Hearing those words with his voice made me wanna run out of embarrassment.

“M-Miss Mia is just joking.” I stated and avoid his stares.

Grandpa cleared his throat and hum to himself while playing with the pen. 

Tim smirked and then mess his already messy hair.

“ I'm already in love with someone else.”

I gazed at him and he is looking at me while smiling. Then I felt...hurt. I know I shouldn't be hurt. I KNOW. But it was... too strong.

“So here's my bucket list.” I uttered to fill the uncomfortable silence. I tried acting like I didn't hear anything. I heard Grandpa mumbled something and words like 'that was-wooh'.

“First, finish a novel. Second, compile a hundred poems.Third, live my life.” 

I spoke calmly even though I can already feel the lump in my throat. I shouldn't be affected in the first place.

“Sounds great..” Grandpa said and then turned to Tim's direction. I grab my bottle of water and finish drinking it. I played with its label while listening to Tim.

Nice

“So.. here's mine.” 

I keep on playing with the label of the bottle but I can see him from the side of my eye-glancing at me.

“One, let that girl feel that I want her to be mine.” He stated making me raise my head and look at him. “Second, visit Mom with her. Third, live in Japan. Fourth, live with her.”

It was already three in the morning when we left the resort. And since the time we shared our bucket lists, I haven't got the chance to talk to Tim. I've been avoiding his stares and I am starting to feel awkward with him. 

The place was quiet when we left. The wind was cold and the it was a starry night above us. Our travel going back to the city was peaceful. Miss Mia slept in her seat while Tim is staring outside the window singing along to the music being played. I tried to close my eyes, but it seems like insomnia loves me too deeply right now.

I tried to imagine things-what I usually do when I can't fall asleep. Imaging scenarios in my head like most likely are impossible to happen. I tried to imagine what if there's a real Totoro, or if Sakura didn't die from being stabbed, or what if I will not succeed and I will never experience the best of life- then it will work like that, from imagining dreams to overthinking.

“Kath,wake up.We're here.” 

I slowly opened my eyes and rub it. Tim's face was too close to me that it made me flinched. 

“We're here.” he uttered again.

I gazed at the window and I saw our two stories apartment we've been living. “Oh, yeah.”

I took my bags and say my goodbye to Grandpa and Miss Mia. “ Take a long rest, Kath. Tomorrow is another day.” Grandpa said and I give him a nod and a smile. Miss Mia wave goodbye to me and then the van is slowly moving. Then it's me and Tim standing next to each other, watching the van disappeared from our visions.

 I took a deep breath and hold my bags tightly. I walked without glancing at him and keep my eyes on the ground.

“Kathareen.” He spoke when I was almost on my room. I turned my head to him and swallowed my pride to look at him in his brown eyes. 

“About what happened yesterday...” he said.

“Oh, just forget it. Miss Mia was just kidding.” I said with a smile. I took a deep breath for the nth time and give him a genuine smile.

“I hope I'll meet her... sooner...the girl you were talking about...” I said with, barely audible.

He then pat my head and smiled.

“You already met her.”

“Huh?What do you mean?”

As far as I can remember I got no acquittance at my age aside from him.

He pinched my cheeks and scratched his head.

“Let's work hard until we can live in Japan together.”

Then my heart skipped a beat. The world seems to be in a slow motion. I gulped and then stared at him again. Then I remembered his bucket list it kept on playing in my head.

His words kept repeating like the music track in our stall:

One, let that girl feel that I want her to be mine. Second, visit Mom with her. Third, live in Japan. Fourth, live with her.

“W-what are you talking about?” I asked. 

He smirked and pat mess my hair. Then my heart is racing again, my knees are trembling and my hands are sweating. He took a deep sigh and tucked my hair behind my ears.

“Good morning, weird kid.”