Jessica
I hated schools, I hated my college life and now here I am running late for my next lecture class in my university life.
Most of all, I hated being around people. Its always those who look down at me, or either never look at me. I was not the one of a kind girl, but I am the non-typical too. I am just me.
"Hello?" I answered my phone while running up the stairs.
"Jessi? Why are you panting early in the morning?" Mum asked me. She calls me everyday to check on me and my condition since I stay away from them.
"I-, Mum, I-" I really was panting badly. "Mum, I talk to you later, I'm fine, just late for class, see ya, love you!"
"Okay darling, love you," She kept the phone.
I was one floor below my next class. I am not a good runner or what, I am not a thin skinny girl with long legs. I have fat on my body, i have short legs and long messy hair that I dont really comb sometimes. I am 56 kg and for a model looking girl, its not normal. So I am just a short chubby girl and being friends with me is a disease, that's what people think of me. Do they? I rarely had friends and if I do, they only asked for my help and gone.
I was never bothered about it, since it always happens to me-
"Excuse me, excuse me!" I heard someone running and couldnt really catch where the voice is coming from, I turn to look behind me no one and when I took my last step up the stairs, BANG!
What the-
And the next thing I realise I was falling down the stairs backwards, with a whole plate of sauce on my shirt.
"Oh my, are you ok? I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I, ur clothes, err.."
I went black for a few second till I can see myself again. And I got what he meant. I was soaked with his plate of sauce. Seems like he is a culinary student who stuck his head into a science students head.
Well, I'm obviously already late for class, thanks to my alarm, and now here it is now. This disaster.
"Its ok, I'm fine. I could need you help though," I showed my hand so he can carry me up straight, I think I hurt my back.
"Oh,sorry," He help me out.
And for the first time, I realize how close he was to me. And also how good looking he actually is. This random boy who we bumped into each other. Oh? Since when did I started observing boys, Jessi?!
"If you dont mind, I can bring you back to the student clinic, you can get changed in there,"
"No, no, I'm really really fine,I'll manage its myself. You seemed like you were in hurry, you should better be going,"
"Oh, I, errmm, but, you-"
"Look, I can go back and change, I stay in the uni hostel so dont worry," I smiled at him. For the first time,I actually smiled at a guy after so long.
"Sorry, and I'll see you soon," He took up his plate and hesitated a little, he saw the mess we made and sighed.
That made me chuckle. He finally took a final look at me and went of.
Well, I have to change then.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kattley
"Look you cant be doing this! Always! Its always me! Why am I the only one feel like I'm getting hurt! I cant do this anymore, Jake, I really can't and even though I tried so many times, I feel like a useless pig,"
I was crying. This is it. I know this is it. If I continue this relationship, I would be doing stupid things that could hurt me.
"Kate, do you know what you are talking? Are you drunk or something? Its late now, you should go and sleep,we will talk about it tomorrow," He said on the other side of the phone calmly.
"First, I know what I'm talking, I am not drunk and its up to me when I want to talk about it. No, we really are done Jake. We are done. Don't you get it? I'm breaking up," I cant believe I said it. After 3 years of relationship with him, I can't seem to think of breaking up with this guy I'm so much in love with. But as years pass by, he wasnt giving in anything I thought he would, he didn't play his role in a way I thought he would. All I wanted was him to love me, that's all. But no, its been 2 years since we started fighting and getting back because I wanted to be with him. I was blind to go back to him.
But now its so clear to me that I should move on. Move on with my life, move on to the new one that is awaiting for me. My friends who I neglected, my family who I ignored, all these people I missed while I was in a relationship because I was too blind.
"Kate, don't do this,"
"I'm sorry Jake, this is the only, onl-" I was controlling it but I know I can't stand it anymore. I'm so exhausted that I cannot do this anymore. No more.
What else you can say when you know your own boyfriend was in another relationship besides her?
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rose
"What are you doing Rose?" My friend asked me, when I bought a card for Alex.
"A birthday card, can't you see it?" I Showed her.
"Oh, come on, not again," She sigh under her big black sunglasses.
"What?" I looked at her.
"You are sending all these gifts you bought for him without your name. For Heaven's sake, how on earth will he know that it was from you? All these years you have sent him so many presents and did u receive anything back? No. Why are you doing this. Why can't you just go and give it to him yourself?"
"I can't,"
"Why can't you? That's my question!"
"I just can't. I-,uh, forget about it. I'm buying this," I took the card and went over to the cashier.
Yes, this has been my habit ever since, I had an eye on the Mr.Perfect of our work place Alex. He is the all in one guy I've ever met. Just the person all the girls will fall for and guess what? I'm one of them too.
He talks to all the girls in our office. He goes out with them, but never once was I one of them.
So I decided to send him gifts by not stating my name but just Miss. Mysterious.
Whenever he receives something I delivered, his face lighten up, because I know he would like it.
Seeing him happy is just enough for me because I know I am making him happy even though he doesnt know it.
Its been 12 months ever since this routine has taken place, I had always had this urge of telling him all of the gifts he receive are from me. But I know I don't dare.
*****
It was my late night shift and I was packing up to get back home.
Then I heard the main lobby door swung open with Alex on the shoulder of a women. A pretty one.
Alex on the other hand was, was drunk.
He came in wobbling over his desk and the girl helped him out. I was looking at both of them, when the girl noticed me.
"Hey, I need some help here,"
I walk towards them and stood still, staring at her.
What were this two doing at the middle of the night?
"Hi, Errm, I saw this address in his namecard, you must know him or something? Please, do help him. He is drunk,"
"Oh?" I looked at the fallen Alex on his table top.
"I have to go, sorry," She left the lobby. With just her and him alone.
I stared at the door after she left. What am I suppose to do now?! I dont even know his house!
"Errm Alex?" I shook him, but it doenst give any effect to his drunkeness. "Alex," I shook him again.
Sigh. Now what?
I called my usual taxi driver that drives me to my apartment.
He help me up with Alex up to my house.
"Thank you, and sorry for the trouble," I thanked the driver.
"No worries sweetie,"
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I just finished my class and was walking to have my lunch. I have a group assignment where I was teamed up with few of my classmates I rarely talk to.
Text message
Meet up at discussion room 2 at 3pm. Thank you all.
Leader.
I replied an 'OK-"
BANG!
Oh-oh!
"Hey, becareful where you are going!"
"I'm sorry, I didnt see- Hey! Its you again," It was him. The boy whose sauce poured on me like a fondue.
"Hi," I have no idea why but I think my cheek just turn like a tomato.
"Hello, how are you? I'm really sorry about that day, I never had done this before," He laughed though and I saw he had a dimple no two.
What's happening to me?! I can feel my stomach flutter. Jessica, keep hold of yourself! He is just a random guy who will leave you once you get to know him.
"I'm fine, haha, its ok, it was my first time experiencing it too. I mean the fondue thing, oh I mean getting soaked," Oh gosh, i am not even talking properly!
"Hahhaha, you have a great sense of humor," He said smiling. "Oh man, ..look at this, we have been talking and I dont even know your name,"
"Jessi," I offered my hand. He took it, "Sebastian,"
I nodded and repeated his name in my mind, Sebastian.
Well, I didnt know he would be part of my life after all.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"I broke up with him,Kai," I told him. Kai the boy who seems to have a crush on me ever since we were in high school. I didn't wanted it to distract our friendship though. He was my best friend beside the other two girls I had.
"Kate, listen, you made the right decision, its ok, calm down" I was crying in front of him. Kai is the person who I can tell him anything anytime I want.
"I do? I dont even know what I did!" I burst again.
I can see Kai wanted to hug me but he was resisting himself. He knows if he does he will never let me go.
"Kai, I-"
"Shhh," He came closer and finally hugged me. He enclose his strong muscle around me. It strangely felt comfortable. "Shh,"
********
I was in the canteen with my friend when I received a call from Jake.
"I need to see you, where are you," I felt my heart jumped. I promised to not to see him again. But here he is coming to me everytime I avoid him.
"I am not seeing you,I'm busy," I said. I was with Kai. And I'm sure he knows who I am talking to by the way I am talking.
I kept the phone and we continued eating.
"So this is who you are busy with uh? The high school jerk?"Came a voice I dreaded the most. I saw Kai's muscle tighten. I looked at him and he quieted down.
"What do you want?" I stood up leveling up to him.
And here it goes again. I would always analyse Jake when he is close to me. His sharp curve jawline, his strong scent of perfume that I used to fall for. The light shade brown eyes of him. I'm doing it again. I'm falling again.
"So you hooked up with someone in just a few days? Wow, that's not surprising,"
"Jake,no, you know Kai is my friend. He will always be my friend," Kai flinched at my words but he was still looking at me and Jake.
"Is that so? I dont think he wants to be friends with you,"
"What is wrong with you! I told you-"
"Back off, man," I heard Kai moved behind me.
"Oh, here comes her little knight,"
"Jake, stop it,"
"Oh you think I will just let you go? So you think this is the end of both of us? Not that easy my darling, not that easy,"
"What are you talking about?" I had this weird feeling again.
"I have pictures of you, being intimate with me," He smirked.
And all the blood in my body washed out. I turned pale. I know what he is thinking. No!
In a split second I saw Kai holding up Jake's collar and banged him on the wall of the canteen.
"No! Kai, dont! Stop it," I tried pulling him away but he was too strong.
"You never deserved her in the first place at all! You cheater!" Kai swore and punch him in his face that I was terrified.
"Kai, come on, stop it!" I was tearing up. No, this is not happening.
Kai pulled up and kick him one last time and walked off. I stood there looking at Jake's swollen face and all I could think was the memories we had, was it all just fake? How could he be so mean? So devilish in his angel body?
I turned and ran after Kai.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I never once turn to look at Alex after what happen that day. He stayed over and I woke up early and went of to wear after writing a note on the bedpost, where he could see.
"You were drunk yesterday, so I picked you to my house, hope you were ok with it.
You can take a shower and drink up something from the fridge,"
The moment he entered the office, I saw him changed. He wasnt the same Alex I used to see. He was more imperfect. I saw his tie wasnt tied properly, he wore a mismatching pant and T-shirt. He rushed into this cubicle and sat.
*************
I was walking outside of my office building after work,when someone called my name,"Rose?"
"Alex?"
"It was you isn't it?"
"Uh? You who?"
"Its you, I know its you. Your handwriting its so similar!" He was frustrated I can tell that.
"What-"
"Those gifts you send me, those gift cards and so on, its you," He said it firmly.
"I-I, no, its not me. No, its not me!" I pushed him and bolted pass him without turning. What is happening? Why can't I just admit it? It was me!
Yes, it was me. I gave you all those. But I don't dare to agree? How pathetic I could be! Without knowing, I was tearing up.
I wish, he knew. I wish, I could be the someone he likes. I wished I could just bury myself and not do this anymore as what my friend said.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
