Magic Feathers (PUBLISHED)

01

I was roaming the halls of the 4th floor of the building of the junior high school and I am looking for my room. I am a grade 7 student, section Charity, the third section.

Our room was adjacent to the star section, Love, and then the fifth section, Endurance. The room was quite hot and small for fifty students, I bet there will be a contribution to buy a new ceiling fan.

Some of my new classmates didn't came from the school where I graduated to so they don't know me. But, I need to introduce myself well and make a good performance during our first week so that I can be part of the class officers.

When our adviser told us that the election of the president and vice president will be based on our grades during our grade 6. Without a doubt, I knew that I can be a class officer. Then the election came, someone named Precious became the president and I was just a vice president but it's not that bad, though. At least, I am one of the officers.

Our classes is starting from 7 in the morning and ends in 2 in the afternoon. Then after three months of studying, a new teacher came, she is a religion teacher, her name is Florence. I was so happy because she is in her early 20s, not the ones we had during our elementary days. So it adds 1 more hour every monday.

Everything was going well during the early weeks until my classmates don't show up anymore and our teacher got tired too so she stopped teaching us.

I made some friends too in the star section because I was in the MTAP classes for 8 weeks. All of the students there all came from the star section.

One time, when I was walking past the room of the section Love, I saw that there are only 7 of them attending the religion class. My friend, Ephraim and Shane noticed me so they called me, since it was a Christian teaching, I went inside their room. They introduced me to their teacher and their classmates who are not part of the MTAP classes.

And then there's this one girl that I noticed, her name was Nica. She has these pretty set of eyes, a cute nose, and a perfect hair. Although she is not that tall, she was beautiful and she caught my attention. And the way she talks, I just admire it.

Oh god, no, my lesbian mind is acting up again. No, not now! We're in the middle of a Christian lesson, you should not be thinking about this. Stop it.

"What's your name again?" She asked me with a smile, so I smiled back when I answered.

"I am France North. It's nice meeting you, Nica Walkers."

I got home with a smile after that simple and fast conversation. I might be too young for a things like this but when you feel it, you just feel it. And then everything follows.

Then we meet again during the following weeks for an election of club officers. I didn't win any position but I saw her so I am still happy.

All the memories passes like a blur and all of it happened 2 years ago. Now, I was looking for my name on the list that was hanging on the doors because it is the first day of classes today. I was so happy when I found out that we are on the same sections.

I want to sit beside her but then when I entered our new room, I saw that she was already in the room and she was talking with another girl about their plans in the future. I heard that she wants to be a doctor. Such a hard job, but I know she can do it. I just admire this girl so much, she already knows what she want to be while I am still undecided about what I want. It is such a pressure to sit with them in that row so I moved at the first row.

When our science teacher arrived, she came with a seat plan. I wanted her to be my group mate in science because I know how good she is in that subject. But things didn't go as what I wanted to be. I ended up being group 3 and she is in group 2. So we became both leaders.

During the next day, our Filipino teacher announced that there will be a theater play about Rizal's life in the nearest mall and it was mandatory to watch it because it will going to be our project in her subject so we don't have any choice but to pay for it, it's not that expensive though.

A little inconvenience happened too while I was outside of the cinema, but then it's going to start anytime soon so I just entered and didn't mind my classmates saying anything which wasn't true at all.

After the play, I got a message from her asking where was I. So, I replied back with "Still getting out of the cinema. You?"

"Food court. Wanna grab some lunch?" She texted again.

"Sure." I replied and she just reacted my message with a heart emoji.

When I get out of the cinema, I went down to the food court and I saw her wearing a khaki blouse, pairing with a black jeans, and a two-strapped sandals. Beautiful.

"Hi." I said and waved my hand.

"Oh, hey! You didn't had a hard time looking for me?" She asked and I felt the butterflies on my tummy.

"Nah. So where are we going?" I asked.

"Outside. I'm planning to get some street foods if it's okay with you." She said.

Although I don't like street foods that much, I just said yes because that's what she wants.

We went outside and I felt the heat and the light of the sun hitting my skin and it was painful so I told her to walk faster so we could catch the not so crowded jeepney.

The jeepney stopped when we reached the corner of the C.J. Santos Street, in front of the Valenzuela City People's Park, from there, we walked until we found a vendor who's selling fishballs, hotdogs, kwek kwer, and fried siomais.

"That was my favorite." She said when she finished eating her first stick of kwek kwek.

"That's good to know." I said.

"Why?" She asked.

"Nothing." I answered.

"You know France, why don't you speak a lot? You are so quiet, even in school. Why is that?" She asked.

Too many questions but I am glad that she noticed it. Maybe I wasn't that comfortable with people since a lot of them have just the same attitude when it comes to me, mean and aggressive.

"I don't know. I just don't want to speak a lot."