Freaks at Sunnylane street

Chapter Seven: Nikka's POV

I appreciate Mr. Tuck, I really do, for sharing his experiences here in Riverwalk. It's romantic, it's tragic, it's mystical, and it's fast paced, all in one good story. Although I find it hard to believe and heed since it's fairly unrealistic and his voice is a bit "grungy" but still, it's stimulating and smart, I say it's worth the wait! Allison is sure is wrong about Mr. Tuck. If she finds the story a little, I mean, a more formidable one, she would have been here right now with us. MC decided to come too but only reached the climax. This will be another article for my page! Writing your experiences is good and will surely broaden your creativity in both writing and thinking. If you're a bookworm that's great but if you're just a plain worm, well I should advice you to find your angle, bud. My article 25 gained many readers and followers which led to our local newspaper: "Blogger received large income!". I feel so proud of myself. Article 25 is about sentiments. What are crushes? What makes you stupid when you're in love? How do butterflies form in your stomachs? I know it's hard to confess your feelings to your love interests but let's just face it! If you badly want him why not blurt it out and stop fantasizing? Gather all the possible strength and set your emotions to blaze. Maybe he has feelings for you too but if not, well, it's good that he knows you like him. See? I'm already thinking outside the box and being imaginative is a turning point. This is how I express myself, I exaggerate things. I like Carey a lot but that doesn't mean that I'm totally and madly in love with him, no of course not. Like as in like not love, see the difference? Even the spelling can put it out. I like him because he is nice and a gentleman. The first day I met him was during our medical exam at our school's clinic. I'll share to you one episode of my life and this explains why my article 25 gained many hits. It was based on experience actually so here goes nothing:

I was sitting, waiting and surrounded by freshmen girls. A nurse came to us and called our last names. We went inside another room and I saw a girl fixing her shirt. The Doctor is wrinkled, lanky and has a distinct mustache. The girl before us said "Good luck".

"Okay, your turn ladies." He pulled out his stethoscope from his ears. He gently pinched his skin between his eyes. "I might warn you though, I need to check every part of your body and that includes..."

And suddenly, one of us squeaked and touched her breasts for cover. It was MC

"Yes, including that but don't worry, I'm a Doctor" He smiled.

I'm uncomfortable and nervous. My body is restraining. How can I take off my shirt with ten eyes looking? This is torture but let's skip this part though, I just want to let you know how I met MC. After the checkup, which I passed and resulted that I'm healthy, I went out from the clinic and there, the first time I saw him and at first glance, he seemed lost.

"Amm...excuse me but where can I find room 201? It says in my paper that I need to look for a street named Rizal." He said

"It's the same way as to the library." I replied. He smiled and scratched his hair.

"Sorry, I don't know where the library is and I'm in a big hurry." He added.

"Okay" I sighed "come with me"

So I led him to Rizal Street and we started to know each other.

"I need to pass all this requirements before 1:00 p.m." He said

"What department are you in?"

"College of Arts and Sciences, you?"

"Same. Course?"

"B.S Biology."

"Shut up"

"Whoa, okay..."

"That was an expression." I blushed "Wow, same course and subjects, nice"