There was something dark and mysterious about this school. It was far from what it is showing to the world, it was not all rainbows and butterflies, it was actually far from it. Although there are some facts about it, like how the girls here are well-behaved, but the thing is, the students are only prim proper when the teachers are there, when thre are eyes watching them like a hawk carefully examining its prey, and it’s not because they respect them, but it’s because they are scared of them. I was only observing our classroom, but that was what I already thought about this place.
And the favoritism! They would always ask the girls who are of lighter skin colors in a nice way, but always rude to those with a darker skin color. Colorism and Racism is evident, but no one said a thing. They were all aware of all these, but they chose to ignore all of it. It was sad that I wasn’t classmates with my new found friends, because if so, I feel like one of them would
It was dark. I couldn’t see anything because I was blindfolded by a group of girls who I did not have the chance to see their faces. I am beyond angry. I could taste blood because I had been biting my lower lip too hard. I can hear faint voices talking to one another, and I wanted to get this blindfold off me to at least see them. I wanted to see who are these cowards who have to cover my eyes just so they wouldn’t get reported for doing such thing inside the school premises.“Let me go!” I yelled, angry, because all I received were laughter from them. I cursed at myself mentally for not even trying to at least know other people’s voices, because now, I can’t seem to identify anyone. They were all just faceless voices.“We’ll let you go once you at least stay away from our president.”I felt my heard dropped when the girl said that. President? They want me to stay away from Amelia? But isn’t that what I
After what happened that night, I didn’t know how I should be acting around Amelia anymore. I didn’t know if I should keep the cold act or just drop it. I wanted to ask my friends, but I was so scared of what their reaction would be if I ever did act nice towards our enemy.“You’re thinking. What is it?” I heard Eun asking me. She was just laying on my lap and I was not even at all shocked that she was observing me. It was one of her amazing traits, she was a good observer, so good that she’ll notice how many times a person gulped or opened his/her mouth. I didn’t know if she had a really good memory but she’s just really good at what is assigned to her in this group.“Should I be nice to Amelia?” I asked, not holding myself back this time. I really need to let this ou
If someone told me that I’ll be able to talk to one of our country’s elite people, I would have laughed while thinking that it’s a shit joke. But hey, here I am today, talking to Amelia Harriet Williams, and she isn’t just someone who is rich, she is extremely rich. Her family came from old money and I even heard that her family is related to the king of Scotland during the old times. People in our country respect the Williams family, they were loved by all because they were generous and active in charities, and Amelia is one of the most protected Williams for she’s the only girl in their family in this generation, But what I couldn’t understand is the fact that she seemed nervous and awkward while talking to me, I mean, she’s a William, why is she acting like this towards a commoner like me? It’s making me wonder what
She was beautiful. Inside and Out. The way she thinks, she moves and just the way her face lights up when she sees the sunset is beautiful. I never knew that there will come a day that I will be able to appreciate someone deeply. I had always loved art, and it has been the only thing that I would most likely find beautiful, well that is until I met Amelia.Amelia was the type who just doesn’t know that they’re pretty. She was oblivious of how she would make my heart skip a beat because of the way she just looked at me. She was not aware of how much the students in our school adore her, not only because she was our leader, but also because she was really beautiful. And when I say the word beautiful, it does not mean that she’s good looking, but, it also means that her mindset and her actions are as beautiful as her.I have thought of her as someone who doesn’t care about others. A brat who gets everything with just a cry to her mother and father,
Dear Isla,I have been assuming that you probably hate me now, but guess what? I still am hoping that a tiny piece of you still loves me. I know I’m practically a ghost to you now, but I’m here. I’m doing everything I can to get back to your arms even though most people already told me that I don’t deserve you. And you know what, I’m really really writing this to tell you that I finally found my brother! I still have a family, and I’m really happy about that. And please be reminded that you will always be my first family, and I still am hoping to really create a family with you soon. I promise you, when everything’s good, I’ll go back to you. I’ll give you the tightest hug I could ever give and bring you lots of chocolate since you basically can’t live without them.
“Why do we love the sea? It is because it has some potent power to make us think things we like to think.” -Robert HenriAs much as she reminded me that her name was no longer Sea, and that she was never actually Sea in the first place, I still couldn’t help but compare her to the sea. How deep and enchanting she is, how she makes me want to go dive into her and know more about what she can tell and offer me. I wanted to explore her more, I wanted to know her better.She is still a mystery to me. And as much as I do my best in knowing who she really is, I know I wouldn’t be able to fully know her if she would dodge all oy questions. I needed answers, I need her answers to be exact. I just hope she’ll realize that I’m someone she can trust and share her secrets with. I’m her girlfriend, her partner, and her bestfriend. I want to know her as much ass she knows me.Because I love her. A lot.
What the eyes see are nothing compared to what she hides. She made me feel safe and comfortable, but deep down, she has an underlying intention. Did I trust too easily or was I just fooled by a great liar? Is it my fault that I treated her like my friend, or is it just her selfish wish of having me all to herself?If I didn’t accept everything, if I didn’t enter this school, would my life be normal? Would I be able to see the sun rise again? Would I be able to see her again? I got so many questions running inside my head, because I know she has the answers to all of them. I wanted to know them, I wanted answers. I wanted my confusion to stop once and for all.I hate how I’m seen as the bad one in this school, when I did nothing but good deeds. I’m not asking to be praised, but that does not mean that I want to be cursed at. I
I might have a crush.If my cousin would have heard about this, she might have rolled on the floor while laughing at me, telling me that I’m being childing. For most people, they find it silly that I have never been in a relationship before, and that I’m rarely attracted to other people. Well, maybe it was because I was so busy taking care of things, girls my age rarely care about, then maybe I would have time to find someone I’m attracted to.And now I have a huge problem. Because although I found someone whom I am admiring, that someone is no other than the most unreachable girl there is. I badly want to hit myself, because out of all the girls here, why did I even have to like Amelia Harriet Williams? Why does it have to be her?“Hey, let’s go. Class is about to start,” she told me, and she was being her usual giddy and cheerful self today that I couldn’t help but find her adorable, an