The next day, the sun came up, she opened her eyes and found Yu-Lin was blowing her hair--and Rex's pencil pouch had been sewed so had her bottle been filled. No one would do that but Yu-Lin.
Everyone might be a delight to have a friend like Yu-Lin, yet Rex felt nothing but a burden. Why would her perfect friend always take care of her when all she did was ordering the wrong food for her friend and spoiling her friend's mood? Why would she take care of her, like a mother who would never abandoned her child no matter what the child had done?
Rex tried to tell her how she felt about the way her friend treated her. She perhaps chose the wrong word like, 'I'm not a kid, I can take care of myself that led her friend to ignore her for one week straight. Hence from that time began, she promised herself to not ever conveyed the way she felt to her friend. She hated a conflict than anything else. She hated to have an argument as she knew she couldn't save herself.
(12 hours before the accident)
At 7 A.M, the sun emerges in between the trees. "Remember to top up the AC's card," said Yu-Lin as the opening of the conversation or maybe the next tense situation. "You know how to use the machine right?" They had to use the Recharge Machine to top up their air conditioner's card. "I don't know," and Rex didn't know. She used to go to the General's Affairs Department to take care of the money's affairs and she'd never known how to use the machine. Yu-Lin seemed speechless, "What do you know then? Forget it, I'll do it by myself, I can't help to sleep without an air conditioner, tonight."
"Sorry," Rex fell silent but her mind didn't. She knew she didn't smart, someone perhaps said she had no brain, but still she wanted to learn what she didn't know, or at least why couldn't they pretending to treat her like a normal person?
The stairs divided them into different ways. Yu-Lin walked with her bright and pretty beam straight to her classroom, because she met her classmate. And Rex climbed the stairs in a gloomy and annoying mood.
What was the use of enrolled in the normal class if her brain was hollower than the internationals' class? She couldn't help feeling that way, so she sat on the chair with her fake smile. "Hey, are you ready for today?" Her classmate came to her seat. That was the day for the result of the final exam and university admissions interview. "Did you study?" Her classmate sat in front of her. "The final exam," asked her again.
"Yeah, I was giving my best," Rex cleaned the desk that wasn't her.
In the final exam weeks, they were moved to the classroom that wasn't them so did their table were mixed to avoid any cheating case, though the drawers were emptied and the bags were put outside the classroom.
"Why should you gave your best?!" her classmates mocked her. "Let's see the result of your best," said her and she left to her seat. Her classmate's words soon turn to the happiest beam Rex had ever seen. "My friend, don't need to study in the future, okay?" she tapped Rex's shoulder. The only thing Rex could do was laughing together with her classmate, she was laughing at herself, laughing at her pain.
"Jia-Yi!" Rex called her first-grade classmate who was passing by. She lifted her yearbook and gave it to her through the opened window. Didn't expect another hurting words would follow when her former classmate gave back the yearbook, "You should thank me because I wrote in English, so you can understand," that was what she said and turned out to be 'I LOVE YOU' was the only English word she could find. It was nothing new, being teased like that, still, she couldn't get used to being treated like someone who was totally didn't understand Chinese words.
(5 hours before the accident)
2 P.M straight, the interview's result was sent to each student's cell phone. Even though she was the thirteenth candidate on the waiting list, she got the message that congratulated her, which mean there were thirteen candidates who gave in their seats. The university she enrolled in was not a great university and not the most popular university, but that's fine as it was greater than her expectation. She thought she had to wait for another try next year, couldn't believe she got this priceless chance. "How was your math?" Her classmate visited her seat again.
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Rex the Period and Silence
Novela Juvenil"Growing up" is every kid's dream. In their eyes, it is a bar of gold that can give them everything. So did I think that way. I left my country two years before my sweet seventeen which never happened in my life, with a hope to become the new mature...
