𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓗𝓪𝓼 𝓘𝓽𝓼 𝓦𝓪𝔂

One

Savy's P.O.V

Life never failed to surprise me...

Never failed to disappoint me...

And never miss giving me problems that can cause headache,and pain that are so unforgettable...and almost unbearable.

It's normal though, because as long as you're alive you encounter any kind of  problems.

You just need to be brave and face it. Trust God, because nothing is impossible with Him.

When life problems strikes, it's harder when you doesn't have anyone who you can share what's on your mind and someone who can be on your side and help you even just a little.

I know that life may be cruel but we can't deny the fact that life makes us experience beautiful things,and encounter different people that makes us feel peculiar emotions.

...

Life is like a storm, but remember that after every storm it will always have a rainbow. -- my Grandpa's favorite line.

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My life is still on a storm,I'm wondering when a rainbow will shown up.

I've been trying to be strong since life hit me hard. Though I have no plan of giving up. Because I trust myself. And giving up is not an OPTION.

But life has its way. One incident happened and followed by another then another... 'till I realized that I can't take it anymore.

I think that if I keep on pretending to be strong, I will end up losing my sanity. And this circumstances I'm experiencing is beyond on my limit. It's too much.

But not until I meet this guy, named Chance Vroesca...that happened to be my long time secret admirer.

And the thing is, he new everything but still admired me. Like wtf? I'm so messed up! But he still like me? I don't have the beauty, the brain, the happy and better life and something that could be possible to attract his attention. While he is a perfect epitome of an ideal man.

"Ms. Colonell" I snapped back into reality.

"You are not paying attention to our class, can you elaborate the Quantitative and Qualitative Research?" Mrs. Arco raised her eyebrow.

Suddenly I felt jittery, Mrs. Arco is a terror teacher, her dark make-up, square jaw and a sophisticated aura tells it.

She is our Practical Research sub teacher.

"Uhm... ahh... it is-" I am suddenly cut off by the person at my back.

" Quantitative research is a positivist scientific method which refers to a general set of orderly discipline procedures to acquire information. And is mostly concerned with numbers and measurement. Qualitative research is defined as the  naturalistic method of research which deals with the concern of human difficulty by discovering it straightly.  And is mostly concerned with experiences, understanding and words of individual."

I look at the guy who answered for me. I'm thankful that he saved me, because honestly I don't know what to answer to Mrs. Arco's question.

I'm shocked when I finally see him. Though his voice is familiar, I didn't expect that it would be him.

"Chance..."

"You ve been having absence of mind these past few days, Sav." he  said then smiled but his eyes aren't, they were worried instead.

I just shook my head, and tried to hide my smile. Not surprising anymore, he is always  to the rescue  even though I don't ask him to.

He's been doing that— saving me every time I needed— since he told me the truth that he is my long time secret admirer, who always stalked me and stealthily giving me letters and stuffs through putting it on my bag, hid on my book and locker. Cliché right? But I really appreciate his efforts. I never thought that he would do such things for me. I don't even understand him did this on me, there's many girls here in school who are ten steps ahead of me. Who have the beauty, the brain, and everything he surely liked. But he is after me instead. Hmm... I wonder why.

Mrs. Arco looks on Chance s ID, then said.

"Why are you late Mr. Vroesca?" she said then went towards him and handed him a piece of paper.

"Write your reasons here, my class hour is done, so just submit it to me after lunch." then she face me." Be thankful Ms. Colonell, you are saved by the bell." she then walked away.

I heaved a sigh.

I don't know why Chance is here. He is a grade 12 student and in STEM strand. While I am grade 11 student and in ABM strand.

Mrs. Arco didn't know about him yet because it's her first day today, and she is the sub of our real Practical Research teacher.

"Tsk..you are not listening again." Chance s voice snapped, he then sat on my arm chair facing me.

I looked up at him and sighed again.

"Why are you here?" I asked then looked down, I'm embarrassed. I always overthink things that's why most of the time I am absent minded.

"You're welcome Sav." he said.

I felt my cheeks burning from so much embarrassment. I didn't thank him for saving my ass, instead I ask him  why he's here . Unconsciously biting my lower lip because of my stupidity.

"T-Thanks" I stuttered, shitss!

He didn't say any response, instead he grab my hand and pulled me up.

"What are you doing?!"

"Pulling you up maybe?"

Such a jerk, I didn't know he can be this hideous sarcastic. Tssk...

He pulled me towards the exit of the classroom and bring me to the cafeteria.

"Why are you bringing me here?" I'm worried, I just have 15 minutes for break time then after that I will be on my third subject. Which is Statistics and Probability. The subject I loathe to death.

"You re pale, you didn't eat breakfast again."

"I'm full, I drink coffee before I went to school awhile ago, wait... Why are you acting like a concern boyfriend when you aren't!"

"You want me to?"

"WHAT!?" my eyes widened.

"You said why am I acting like a concern boyfriend when I'm not. So I'm asking you if you want me to be your boyfriend, because I'm willing you know."

"You know how to flirt now? Where did learn to be like that? You just suddenly act sarcastic earlier and now you're flirting, it's so not you." I frowned then stopped walking.

I saw him look away. But it didn't escape from my eyes, how his ear and neck become red. I laughed.

He looked at me,shocked.

"Why?"

"It's my first time seeing you laughed, you even barely smile genuinely. You are gloomy always."

This guy is really my secret admirer and at the same time my stalker. I am thankful that I met this guy, he became my sanctuary without him knowing it.

I shook my head, while smiling and still looking at him.

"Life really has its way." I mumbled.

He frown, confused.