The Real Honesty.
Over the vacation in the province, my sister and I talked about the people who admires us and the people we admire. She told a lot a stories of her and I told plenty to her.
I told her about the high schooler who likes me. She can’t believe it, don’t know why, but it’s possible. I also told her about the rich guy who likes me. I also told her about Joneri.
Wow, a separate paragraph about Joneri. When he courted me, I was busy going gaga over the high schooler who likes me. I really can’t say yes to him, because my classmate really likes Joneri. At first about Joneri, I’m all like, “What did you see in him to like?”. Eventually, I said yes to him, but I cut off the connection. It was on and off. I feel like I’m hurting him too much. I’m starting to think that my friends think he’s a rebound. One school day, after I turned things off, he had his nails painted in black. He really is serious about us, I thought. I felt bad about what I did. I owe him a sorry.
As for now, I’m just in the lazy move. Not contacting him, nor messaging him on Facebook. Why won’t I message him on Facebook, you ask? Easy. His girlfriend know his password and she might be able to read it. I’m finding his number right now. I just want to apologize. I still like him, like for a long time now, but not as much as I like Vernon.
Vernon? He’s just the guy in high school. He’s the ideal guy. He’s good in Mathematics, Science and somehow in English. Actually, he’s really good in all subjects. He’s alright with singing, dancing and acting. He’s really nice and full of positivity and the never-ending stories of his.
We have the same taste of songs, movies and stories. He’s really the one. Writing this is making me realize what did I really like in him? To answer that, I really have no idea.*
As of now, I’ll be a senior this incoming school year. And gladly, I’m in section A1. I’ll be his classmate again. What should I even do to impress him? Should I even do that?
* Isn’t it a little off when you ask someone what you like in him? Haven’t anyone thought that that question isn’t somehow answerable. Well, I did ask that question to my suitors. They said I’m nice, I’m beautiful and I’m smart. In fact, it’s a predictable move of reality. It isn’t actually a move, but it’s the nature of reality.