Monday, August 20, 2007
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CHAPTER FOUR.
THE CONFESSION.
That new transfer student, Isabella, was just too clingy with Ryoma. It ticked me off. Yes, they’re like best friends and everything, but sheesh. Why do they have to be so close—too close, if you ask me, with each other?
I sighed as I hurriedly changed into my school uniform. It was morning and it was time for school again. Bummer. I thought to myself.
I arrived in school earlier than usual. No one was still around, so I sat down on my chair as I reached for my notebook and started doodling.
Ohayou.” A familiar voice greeted. It was cold and emotionless. I didn’t turn around to see who it was.
I know who it is—it was Ryoma.
“Ah.. ohayou gozaimasu Ryoma-kun.” I greeted back.
I noticed him lowering his head over to my desk, trying to get a better view of what I’m doodling. He was looking at the drawing and I was looking at
him. “That’s me, isn’t it?” He asked, pointing at my drawing.
I looked at my notebook. “Oh my.” I gasped. Guess what? My drawing was a chibi image of Ryoma with his racket. I feel so embarrassed.
“No! it’s not, I was just doing this without thinking and—“ stutter, stutter, stutter. Yes. You might say have a speech disorder or probably because of my affection towards Ryoma that I stutter like this so much.
“I see.”—was all he said. He went to his desk—w/c was infront of mine.
Silence~~
No one, except the two of us, are around and it was really quiet—the perfect opportunity to confess my love for him. I glanced at him. He was busy writing something on his notebook.
“Ryoma-kun.” I called out.
“”I…” I started playing with my fingers, slowly linking them together. “You know, I’ve been really…really…well, for a long time I’ve been seriously—“
Before I was able to finish my oh-so-supposed-to-be-perfect-but-she-came-in plan, Isabella came crashing down our doorsteps yelling Ryoma’s name.
“Ryoma~” She skipped merrily as she went to Ryoma’s desk. “What are you doing?” She asked cheerfully.
Great! You just ruined it. I was supposed to confess. Dammit.
Isabella noticed me sitting at before Ryoma.. “Oh, hey Sakuno-chan. Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” She gave me a beautiful smile.
“Uh.. Hey.” I smiled back.
They started talking again. It pissed me off. How could they be so close like that? Does Ryoma like her? She’s the only girl I’ve seen this close to him.
Classes were over: Sakuno and Tomoka were watching the regulars practice~ “Sakuno-chan, who is that girl?” Tomoka asked, referring to Isabella. She was obviously pissed. “Is she a friend of Ryoma’s?”
“I guess so.” I said weakly. Tomoka looked at me with pity.
“It’s okay.” I heard her say. “They’re just friends,
I think.”
After a while~ “Oi Sakuno, I’m going home first, okay? I have to baby-sit my brothers again. Ugh.” Tomoka rolled her eyes and turned to smile at me. “Watch Ryoma-sama for me, okay?” She winked.
I laughed.“ Okay. Ja ne, Tomoka.” I waved goodbye. I sighed as I went back to the classroom again, only to get my bag and—
“Ahahaha. That was a fun match, Ryoma.” I heard Isabella say as she went inside the classroom, followed by Ryoma.
“Yeah.” He coldly replied. “I’m looking forward to having a match with you again.” He smirked.
“Sure. As long as you beat me.” She laughed.
“I’ve beaten you for quite a lot of times now, you know. I should be the one saying that.” Ryoma informed her. Then I just heard them laughing their asses off.
“Oh hey, Sakuno-chan. You were here, I’m sorry we didn’t notice you. Right, Ryoma?” Finally! You guys just noticed me just now? Ouch.
“Ah.” Ryoma just nodded.
“We always seem to bump into each other a lot, ne Sakuno-chan?” Isabella smiled.
“Oh. Yes, I notice that too.” I said, smiling back. I glanced at Ryoma who was at her back, looking outside the window.
Not paying attention again, huh? Or you just probably don’t care.
“Well, I guess I have to go.” I exclaimed happily.
You guys enjoy your chat. I thought.
“Oi.” I heard Ryoma say.
Wait. Is he calling me? I can feel my heart go,
thump thump thump.
“N-nani?” I asked, not looking at his face. I don’t want him to seem my tomato red face. “W-what is it?”
“Wait for me.”
What did he just say? Wait for him? I didn’t get to say anything. I was too overjoyed that he has the courage to ask me to wait for him. This is very un-Ryoma. But it nearly made my heart stop.
“Anyway, I have to go now.” Isabella muttered. “My parents are waiting. You how they are, short-tempered.” She sighed. Ryoma patted her on the back. I felt a pang of jealousy. She turned towards me and said, “Goodbye Sakuno-chan.” She gave her smile again.
“Um. Ja ne.” I smiled back.
So she left us alone—me and Ryoma
alone.
“Hey, let’s go home now.” He said as he gently grabbed me by the arm. He didn’t even look at me, just holding my arm—rather my wrist—as we went straight outside the school. I blushed.
It was quiet and peaceful. We were walking together and it feels so good. No one of us was speaking. He was still holding my wrist, by the way and I was blushing endlessly.
“What was it you want to say to me?” Ryoma suddenly said. He stopped walking and he let go of my hand. No, don’t let go.
I remembered. I was about to confess to him.
Stupid me. “N-nothing.” I replied without even thinking. It was just too hard to speak casually to Ryoma.
He just gave me a nod and we started walking again. It bothered me.
Was he mad?
“Ryoma-kun,” I cried. He stopped walking, but he didn’t turn around to face me, he just stopped.
“Hm?”
“I just want you to know that…” I took a deep breath and cried, “I have always liked you, Ryoma-kun! Since the first time I met you.” I said it wothout stuttering, I swear.
I closed my eyes, waiting for his reply. The wind blew past me and it was silence that I could hear. He didn’t reply instead he said, tugging his cap down.
“Let’s go home. It’s getting dark.”
We were walking and I followed him. There was still no reply. I guess that’s just because he couldn’t handle confessions like these, wait, of course not. I bet a lot of girls have confessed to him before. So how did he handle all of them, maybe—
“I can’t answer just yet.”
I looked at him, for the second time, he didn’t even turn around. He was still walking, hisd cap tugged down. “Wakata.” I answered.
I could see my home now, it was time to bid goodbye. I frowned. “Ryoma-kun, can I ask something?”
“Nani?” This time, he stopped walking and turned around to face me.
“Do you like… Isabella?” He stared at me. I looked away. It was quiet. I turned to look at him and caught him looking back. He nodded and he looked away, blushed.
I nearly died. Did I just see him blush? He likes Isabella? What?!
chapter4 end.
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its the things we do that
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we used to be able to talk
about everything ; but now
it's impossible to even start
a decent conversation with
you ; you can't deny it.
things have change.
we've grown apart.
i HATE iT WHEN MY CELLPHONE RiNGS
& YOUR NAME DOESN'T SHOW.
i HATE iT WHEN i HEAR OUR SONG
iT KiLLS ME LONG & SLOW.
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EVEN THOUGH SHE'S AT YOUR SiDE.
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& ALL THE TiMES i CRiED.
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OR JUST THE WAY YOU LOOK.
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& THE WAY YOU'LL NEVER KNOW.
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` hear those desperate attempts to
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you don't know how much it hurts when
he finally tells you who he likes
&& it's not your name .. it's hers
I NEVER SAID I WANT TO BE PERFECT
I just want to be good enough for you
Monday, August 20, 2007
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CHAPTER FOUR.
THE CONFESSION.
That new transfer student, Isabella, was just too clingy with Ryoma. It ticked me off. Yes, they’re like best friends and everything, but sheesh. Why do they have to be so close—too close, if you ask me, with each other?
I sighed as I hurriedly changed into my school uniform. It was morning and it was time for school again. Bummer. I thought to myself.
I arrived in school earlier than usual. No one was still around, so I sat down on my chair as I reached for my notebook and started doodling.
Ohayou.” A familiar voice greeted. It was cold and emotionless. I didn’t turn around to see who it was.
I know who it is—it was Ryoma.
“Ah.. ohayou gozaimasu Ryoma-kun.” I greeted back.
I noticed him lowering his head over to my desk, trying to get a better view of what I’m doodling. He was looking at the drawing and I was looking at
him. “That’s me, isn’t it?” He asked, pointing at my drawing.
I looked at my notebook. “Oh my.” I gasped. Guess what? My drawing was a chibi image of Ryoma with his racket. I feel so embarrassed.
“No! it’s not, I was just doing this without thinking and—“ stutter, stutter, stutter. Yes. You might say have a speech disorder or probably because of my affection towards Ryoma that I stutter like this so much.
“I see.”—was all he said. He went to his desk—w/c was infront of mine.
Silence~~
No one, except the two of us, are around and it was really quiet—the perfect opportunity to confess my love for him. I glanced at him. He was busy writing something on his notebook.
“Ryoma-kun.” I called out.
“”I…” I started playing with my fingers, slowly linking them together. “You know, I’ve been really…really…well, for a long time I’ve been seriously—“
Before I was able to finish my oh-so-supposed-to-be-perfect-but-she-came-in plan, Isabella came crashing down our doorsteps yelling Ryoma’s name.
“Ryoma~” She skipped merrily as she went to Ryoma’s desk. “What are you doing?” She asked cheerfully.
Great! You just ruined it. I was supposed to confess. Dammit.
Isabella noticed me sitting at before Ryoma.. “Oh, hey Sakuno-chan. Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” She gave me a beautiful smile.
“Uh.. Hey.” I smiled back.
They started talking again. It pissed me off. How could they be so close like that? Does Ryoma like her? She’s the only girl I’ve seen this close to him.
Classes were over: Sakuno and Tomoka were watching the regulars practice~ “Sakuno-chan, who is that girl?” Tomoka asked, referring to Isabella. She was obviously pissed. “Is she a friend of Ryoma’s?”
“I guess so.” I said weakly. Tomoka looked at me with pity.
“It’s okay.” I heard her say. “They’re just friends,
I think.”
After a while~ “Oi Sakuno, I’m going home first, okay? I have to baby-sit my brothers again. Ugh.” Tomoka rolled her eyes and turned to smile at me. “Watch Ryoma-sama for me, okay?” She winked.
I laughed.“ Okay. Ja ne, Tomoka.” I waved goodbye. I sighed as I went back to the classroom again, only to get my bag and—
“Ahahaha. That was a fun match, Ryoma.” I heard Isabella say as she went inside the classroom, followed by Ryoma.
“Yeah.” He coldly replied. “I’m looking forward to having a match with you again.” He smirked.
“Sure. As long as you beat me.” She laughed.
“I’ve beaten you for quite a lot of times now, you know. I should be the one saying that.” Ryoma informed her. Then I just heard them laughing their asses off.
“Oh hey, Sakuno-chan. You were here, I’m sorry we didn’t notice you. Right, Ryoma?” Finally! You guys just noticed me just now? Ouch.
“Ah.” Ryoma just nodded.
“We always seem to bump into each other a lot, ne Sakuno-chan?” Isabella smiled.
“Oh. Yes, I notice that too.” I said, smiling back. I glanced at Ryoma who was at her back, looking outside the window.
Not paying attention again, huh? Or you just probably don’t care.
“Well, I guess I have to go.” I exclaimed happily.
You guys enjoy your chat. I thought.
“Oi.” I heard Ryoma say.
Wait. Is he calling me? I can feel my heart go,
thump thump thump.
“N-nani?” I asked, not looking at his face. I don’t want him to seem my tomato red face. “W-what is it?”
“Wait for me.”
What did he just say? Wait for him? I didn’t get to say anything. I was too overjoyed that he has the courage to ask me to wait for him. This is very un-Ryoma. But it nearly made my heart stop.
“Anyway, I have to go now.” Isabella muttered. “My parents are waiting. You how they are, short-tempered.” She sighed. Ryoma patted her on the back. I felt a pang of jealousy. She turned towards me and said, “Goodbye Sakuno-chan.” She gave her smile again.
“Um. Ja ne.” I smiled back.
So she left us alone—me and Ryoma
alone.
“Hey, let’s go home now.” He said as he gently grabbed me by the arm. He didn’t even look at me, just holding my arm—rather my wrist—as we went straight outside the school. I blushed.
It was quiet and peaceful. We were walking together and it feels so good. No one of us was speaking. He was still holding my wrist, by the way and I was blushing endlessly.
“What was it you want to say to me?” Ryoma suddenly said. He stopped walking and he let go of my hand. No, don’t let go.
I remembered. I was about to confess to him.
Stupid me. “N-nothing.” I replied without even thinking. It was just too hard to speak casually to Ryoma.
He just gave me a nod and we started walking again. It bothered me.
Was he mad?
“Ryoma-kun,” I cried. He stopped walking, but he didn’t turn around to face me, he just stopped.
“Hm?”
“I just want you to know that…” I took a deep breath and cried, “I have always liked you, Ryoma-kun! Since the first time I met you.” I said it wothout stuttering, I swear.
I closed my eyes, waiting for his reply. The wind blew past me and it was silence that I could hear. He didn’t reply instead he said, tugging his cap down.
“Let’s go home. It’s getting dark.”
We were walking and I followed him. There was still no reply. I guess that’s just because he couldn’t handle confessions like these, wait, of course not. I bet a lot of girls have confessed to him before. So how did he handle all of them, maybe—
“I can’t answer just yet.”
I looked at him, for the second time, he didn’t even turn around. He was still walking, hisd cap tugged down. “Wakata.” I answered.
I could see my home now, it was time to bid goodbye. I frowned. “Ryoma-kun, can I ask something?”
“Nani?” This time, he stopped walking and turned around to face me.
“Do you like… Isabella?” He stared at me. I looked away. It was quiet. I turned to look at him and caught him looking back. He nodded and he looked away, blushed.
I nearly died. Did I just see him blush? He likes Isabella? What?!
chapter4 end.
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