Prologue

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"Ha..."

"Ha..."

I can't breathe...


I just ran away from the room where I saw that boy and had an eye contact with him.

I am avoiding him as much as I can.

Being near him. . . just suffocates me.

I don't want this eerie feelings to grow deeper.

Swear, I hate boys!

I curse them and for Pete's sake, I never want to feel this way with any guy!
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But he's slowly changing this part of me.

And I hate it! I hate him!

Yeah. . . I should just. . . hate him. . .

Kaso ito--

"Cel! Ba't ka ba nagtatatakbo? At teka, ba't ka namumula, masama ba pakiramdam mo?" tanong ni Liza na nagpabalik sa akin sa ulirat. Nandito kami ngayon sa hallway ng grade 4 rooms.

"A-ano? Namumula? Definitely not! M-mainit lang talaga. S-sige, una na ako," I immediately walked to my cousin's  classroom and felt down dahil hindi pa tapos ang klase nila.

Gusto ko nang umuwi, I don't want to stay in school by this moment.

"Cel, hinihintay mo si Joy?" lumapit si Zilda.

"Ah, o-oo. Ikaw? Waiting for Shana?" I asked back referring to her sister and she nodded.

"Hayyyst! It's already time, ba't ang tagal naman ng klase nila, noh? I'm hungry na, my favorite steak is calling me from homeee," she pouted at ilang sandali'y sumandal sa may pader. I laughed quietly.

Ilang minuto pa ako maghihintay so I decided to walk in a slow pace back and forth at the corridor while putting up earphones to listen for some music.

My heart is pounding real hard. Dahil siguro 'to sa pagtakbo ko.

But my inner head says that the reason is out of it, . . .na-. . . aish! Whatever.

I inhaled and exhaled heavily.

I just want to relax my mind and stop thinking about that boy. This should be solved as soon as possible.

I need to control my senses, my heart.

I just need to run away. To avoid the path where his presence appears, right?

Yeah yeah, that's right. That's always the right choice for me anyway.

As I continue walking back and forth at the corridor, Zilda suddenly called me, I can still hear her kahit naka earphones ako, yun nga lang medyo fuzzy.

Wondering why, I turned back in a quick motion, yet there— my confusion vanished when I unexpectedly bumped into someone.

I'm just a few inches away from. . .

W-wait.


WHAT?

That boy! It's him!

IT'S THE FREAKING BOY I'M AVOIDING!

Agad kong hinablot ang earphones ko sa tenga at mabilis pa sa palaka na lumayo sakaniya.

Kaso sa kasamaang palad nga naman,

bigla akong natapilok at muntik nang madapa

pero. . . biglang nag slowmo ang lahat.

He caught my arm and back, then his... other hand held my left hand.
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O k a y.

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"Are y--"

"AHHH!" I pushed him immediately kahit may sasabihin pa sana siya and run away as fast as I could.

Oh, God!

Ito ba ang sinasabi sa mga libro na ‘tickling butterflies in the stomach’? Ito ba 'yong nararamdaman ko?!

Hell no! THIS IS EMBARRASSING!

NO NO NO NO.

This is the exact opposite of my plans! My plan to avoid him!

Bakit ba mas lalo lang kaming pinagtatagpo?!  And know what's worse?! Yung s-skin contact!

He just saved me from falling.

T-tsk.

I felt a sudden dizziness.

I can barely breathe. . .

My stupid heart never throbs this rapid before. It's like tempting to escape from my chest!

This is bad, REAL bad!

What I just did was a great shame!

Now tell me, world. How can I avoid facing him tomorrow?!

When he's just

my blockmate!

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Ha-ha, so that's howeverything’ went so far.

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The story about innocent and young people with fragile hearts, soft souls, naïve minds— whom suddenly falls in love and begin to experience the ‘sparks’ and the bizarre feeling of

rush heartbeats,

suffocating closeness,

confusing emotions,

shunning instincts,

first confessions,

first tearful heartbreaks; and

first sweet encounters

In their last childhood moments.

How sweet and bitter could it be?
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⏰ Last updated: Jul 04, 2021 ⏰

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