AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I never really intended to post a story (though this story was written when I was still in college for a requirement in my Major). To write, I guess for me, is a great responsibility. But because of my wattpad friends who keeps telling me to post a story, I would like to dedicate this to you. I hope you would someday read this story. ლ(╹◡╹ლ) Thank you! I dedicate this to all of you! ♥
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It was summer. The day was uncanningly dull for Xyryll. She decided to try and practise her new bike. It was given to her by her dad just before the class ended for summer. Her father loved her dearly for she is the only one left because her mother died of leukemia when she was five years old. That was nine years ago. She pedaled around the village for a few rounds and after feeling satisfied went to linger on the swing in the village playground. They live in Sta. Monica Village for a year now but she doesn't go out often. She was the only one in there for it was still seven in the morning. She enjoyed the air breeze as the swing swung feeling the zenith as it brushed the strands of her long, black, shiny hair when suddenly someone spoke from behind.
“I’ve only seen you today. Are you new here?”
“Nope,” she said popping the 'p' sound. “I live in this village for a year now. I just don’t go out often,” she replied without looking at the boy. She was about to go when he spoke again.
I’m Arthur Kristoffer Concio. I live four houses from your house. I hope I can see you more often and be your friend. Mind if I walk you home?”
“It’s up to you. But I’m not walking. I’m riding my bike,” was all she said.
“Don’t worry. I can keep up. I brought my bike too,” he said smiling.
Nothing was said on the road. Xyryll isn't rude. She just doesn't like to mingle with people even though they live on the same village especially when she isn't used to it. She was a bit of a loner since the time her mother died but she is so close to her dad for they only have each other now.
Because of that attempt of befriending Xyryll, Xyryll opened the possibility of befriending Kristoffer eventhough she was a bit hesitant. Until such time they become good friends, close friends.
Summer ended and class resumed and their friendship continues to grow stronger. They go to school together and go home together. They even plan activities together. They are so close that their families became good friends also. If either of them has late ended classes, they would really wait for each other. Every morning, Kristoffer would go to Xyryll's house and they would go biking together. Since then, they go biking together every morning round their village for an exercise. And as their daily routine, they would usually go to their favorite place after biking - the swing in the playground. Xyryll will be sitting and Kristoffer will be standing at the back and pushing her to swing and vice versa. They've been like this for two years already. They became best of friends you could ever imagine.
Their friendship blossomed to love and they became couples. Now that they're in their last year in high school, they planned on what university they were going to attend to where both their courses are offered. She will be taking Business Administration and he will be taking Fine Arts for he love painting. Once he painted a portrait of her and she hung it on her bedroom wall. They graduated with flying colors for they were good in class.
Weeks before class starts for college, Kris idn't show up at their house for their morning exercise. She was worried because it's not likely of Kris. She didn't receive any call or text as Kris would do if he can't come over. So Xyryll went to their house only to be saddened because Kris and his family already migrated to the States. She became so sad and felt the emptiness and loneliness again - the same feeling when her mother died. She cried and cried until such time she decided that it was enough and she has to forget Kris though she's hurting very much. What a sad end for her first love.
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Update will be on Monday. :D
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