Notebook. (One shot)

Notebook.

I bet everyone have this kind of notebook. That one notebook where you write or draw or even fantasize your crush. That one notebook that becomes your diary because... Hmm. I don't know.... Maybe you're too lazy to write your lessons, or maybe you dont actually need the these notebooks because you have your own working sheets, or maybe your teacher doesn't teach at all.

Whatever the reason is, i have this kind of notebook because I dont need to write, our lessons are printed and handed to us, our teacher doesnt like to teach, she'd rather make some money by selling things we dont need and... I just have to, okay?

I use it to draw stuffs or write stories for entertainment and to write..... Letters.... For my crush!!! Yes. So fifth grade right? But hey, I like him, okay?!

Him.

Mr. Sweet guy of the campus.

Mr. Nothing like me. (So cliche but it is what it is.)

Just thinking of him makes me blush. Arggh.

Why do he have to be so handsome?!

Who?

You dont know him?

That's impossible. Everyone knows him!

Anyway. He is Anthony Bates.

He's my classmate, so don't tell him. It would be very awkward and very. Very embarrassing. :3

Well, his friends call him thon. And since he is not my friend nor an aquintance, i call him. Anthony. Well you should, too.

Argh i didnt noticed that I am smiling like an idiot.

Curse you, Anthony Bates!

Kidding.

The bell rang. Yey! It's time for lunch. I'm hungry!! I bought some foods at the cafeteria and went straight to the library.

You might think I have no friends. I do. Her name is Sabrina. She's not here today because she has to attend a very Important event with her family.

Yes, it's one of those days where you feel abandoned. By your friend. Arghhh

I found a vacant table at the very end of the library.

I like this spot.

You won't hear girls gushing about their crush. You wont hear rumors. You won't see couples making out.

It's just you, your stuffs and the table.

You see, this notebook is full of writings and drawings. Drawings of different stuffs or even him. Yes, his face. Stalker alert.

I started to draw our fountain that is in front of our school. Im soooo into drawing. I have my own sketchbook but I dont want to bring it in school, i just dont want them to know. Sab, being my only friend knows about this, she suggested me to join the art club but i dont want to.

I wanted to have my own gallery someday, but my parents said I'd rather be an architech to make some money.

Typical asian parents. ✌️

While drawing, I am also eating my lunch. Yes, this girl can multitask! After drawing the fountain, with every details of the fountain, i wrote my feelings towards anthony. Like they say, "if you cant tell it, you write it."

You see, even if he is my classmate we never even talked to each, not even once. I don't think he even know my name. So. Being a total wallflower, i have to write it.

Writing stupid stuffs and the bell suddenly rang.

Hmm. What's my next class by the way?

History. OMG.

The history building is so far. Why you gonna be so.... Arghhh!!!!

I quickly gathered my stuffs and ran to history building.

When i got there, i realize something..

Omy!!

I left my notebook.

Yes.

The notebook!!!!

I cannot just leave it there! It's not just a notebook, it is like my diary!

A freaking diary!

So I ran as fast as I could.

When i entered the library i bumped into someone.

Oh god!

It's anthony bates. Damn. This day is so..... Arghhhh!

"Are you okay, Mace?" He asked.

Wait.

How did he know my name?! I thought i was invisible!

"You know me?"

"Uhmmm... you are my classmate, I see you everyday, doesnt seem wrong for me to know your name."

"Right. So why are you here in the library?". He just shrugged.

"Ms. Gun wants us to bring the following books tomorrow so i thought i have to look for it now than being left out later.

"Right. Uhmm I have to go, I have to look for something." I turned my back but for my surprise he talked back.

"Are you looking for this notebook?" And I froze. I looked back.. And it is my notebook!

"How do you know it's mine?"

"Your name is all over the first page." He handed me the notebook.

"Right. Thanks for... I dont know.. Bringing it back?"

"It's okay. So why dont you join the art club? Your drawings are great!" He complimented my drawings . How wonderful. :3

Wait. O.O

"Did you opened this?"

"Yes." Giving me a smile

"And what did you saw?"

"Drawings."

"And?"

"Nothing more."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Nothing else?"

"Uhmm except for long letters for me." O.O i can feel my cheeks turning red. Argh!!

"Ahh. Eh. Ihh. Oh. Uh."

"I gotta go. You should check the last page of the notebook. Something's wrong with it." And he started walking away.

Hmm last page?

I opened the notebook. And turned at last page. Something is written in it.

"Mace. Yes I know you. I dont know why you look down at yourself when you are so wonderful. You seem shy. That is why it is easy for me to approach you. I think i make you uneasy, which is not good because i want us to be friends. No gaps, no uneasiness and no doubts. Friends or even more than that. That would be great. Let's have lunch sometimes. Okay? Even with your friend.

-anthony."

Hmm. Nothing's wrong with it. :>

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