
Today was our last day at school, the last day we took off this blue white shirt three years ago. For so long, there are no memories left for me. There's no time I have to remember for later.
Since the first three new years people recognize and claim to pay attention to me, maybe that's what I'll remember a little later. I'm not excited to step forward, to step into High School which is said to be beautiful but to me scary.
I'm tired of walking around this school for the last time. My steps came to a halt as I looked at the art room. I want to get in there, but what if that freak is there again. What I should do.
But anyway I want to say goodbye to the room that has been with me for three years. Only he understands how much I have suffered in this school.
Drek.
I opened the door slowly but still made a sound. I was scared but I kept walking. I stroked the place I used to sit in while holding back tears because today was our farewell.
"You cry for inanimate objects? When will you change. Three years passed and you stayed the same" said the man named Adnan in a mocking tone.
"Since when are you there" I asked as I watched him lean against the wall while folding his hands together. I was so shocked and scared.
"You should have changed, not that humans should" he said seriously as he looked into my eyes.
"It's none of your business"
"I'm tired of seeing you moody and sad for three years. So for the first time I'm going to help you better" he said again regardless of my opinion.
"I don't need it" I said with great annoyance.
"See you" he said with a smile.
His last words were suspicious and I tried not to care about him. Anyone else will not come to this place again. This is my last day here. The last day we met. That's what I'm thinking now.
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Three months Later.
I stepped back to a place called school. This time it was called High School. Everyone was cheerful and happy to welcome the new time. Again I am alone, lonely, and invisible to anyone because they certainly have more attraction than me who is just this ordinary person.
The class split test started again and after I deliberately answered wrongly on some of the questions, I was still in the best class. Of course in it were only students who were beautiful, handsome, rich, and also smart. Just a few people just like me. No, they're better than me.
I'm frustrated and don't want to repeat the same thing for the next three years. But I'm still the same ordinary Qaireen.
"Qaireen" call someone from the front.
I was surprised because I was daydreaming too much. I looked at that person and he also looked at me with a look that I find difficult to describe.
"Ha-dir brother" I said at last in a nervous voice.
"You're the student who has the highest grades in this class, I congratulate you" said the person with a look that was not separated from me.
"Thank you" I said at last.
Why do people seem to want to say such things to me. Though he is a person who is far from his level in appeal to me, from his appearance I already know. My classmates also changed their eyes on me. They don't seem to like the guy praising me. Especially the long haired little brown. I'm sure it is.
"A beautiful school, I like the place" I said in my heart after seeing some trees around the school yard.
I was surprised to see the eyes I had met before. He's here and I can't believe it. He smiled at me.
"Hi, we'll see you again" that's what he hinted at me.
"I came to help you" he said again with a gesture that was really just my guess.
Everyone is out of the room. I stayed in class and tried to think about what had just happened. I had just started Adnan had climbed up on my desk and sat down.
"We meet again" he said, showing off his beautiful smile.
"Why are you here, you following me? No, maybe" I asked as well as answered like a fool.
"I promised to come help you and I'll keep it. Everything will be different when I'm around you" he said, making no sense.
I was actually quite happy to see this guy in front of me, even though I didn't believe what he was saying. Just looking at her handsome face was enough to fix my bad day. Even though I was afraid that one day he would leave and I would be alone again.
Adnan took my hand, this time I went with him. We walked together under a large tree not far from my classroom. She showed me her beautiful smile again, again, and again.
We sat at the root of a large tree. I also don't know why there's such a big tree in school.
"So what do you want right now" he asked with a serious face.
I finally smiled faintly at her question, as if she could grant me what I wanted.
"At last you smiled after all this time" he said, honestly I was really confused as to why he knew all about me.
"I want a colorful life, not what it used to be" I said to challenge him, I deliberately said that because whatever I said he might be willing to do.
"A colorful life, it means you don't want my life in just one phase: sadness. You want to be happy, sad, laughing, joking, and so on" he said, explaining as if he could grant me what I wanted.
"Well Qaireen, let's do what you want" he's so excited.
His presence was enough for me. If only he had been present in my life, I would still be happy. I was happy to meet people like him even though at first I was afraid he was just playing me.
He thrust his hand at me as a sign of agreement that my new life would begin. I looked at that hand and then looked into his eyes, again he smiled and his eyes were so soothing to my heart.
I'm not sure but I grabbed his hand. We shook hands long enough, he also shook hands and did not stop smiling.
"What's right will all change because of him. What he said I could hold tight" I said in my heart.
"You have to be sure" he said firmly. I was surprised how he knew my heart.
Seriate.....