The Teen You

Phase 01 - Pls. believe again (Enzo's POV)

Sigh . . .

Hannah is getting low grades again, I guess it's still my fault, belief was the only light she had when we were young. and i knew when she'll grow up, her belief can't save her.

I could apologize anytime

but. . . .

she always ignores, and avoids me

maybe i shouldn't have slept that night when i guarded her

well actually the truth is, that i voluntarily guarded her and i just didn't want her to know cause she'll make fun of me. well she always did when we were young

but i didn't want to make fun of her, yet i went overboard with it, even destroying her heart at a young age

how foolish can i be?

even now she thinks of me as a dummy, even though i was always next to her at the top list of students.

i cant even go the way the school is, thanks to her house being in the way, and also thanks to the guilt she had let me feel all these 10 months.

now. . .

i just want her to believe again,

every night and day i think about how, how could i glue back a perfect heart together again.

how?

- - - - -

it's already been three days after that incident

i still can't get close to her, thanks to that best friend of her that is so totally angry at me

sigh . . . . maybe i'll just live a guilty life forever

"hey! Enzo!!!" shouted my best friend, Ryan Josei the good artist in our class.

"hee~ stealing glances from girls are you?" added the artist, "tell me tell me, who is it? who?"

I didn't answer, but i'm absolutely not stealing glances, and i'm absolutely not denying nor lying to myself.

"oh~ so it's Hannah, is it" the young Ryan said, causing me to fall on my back because of so much truth a phrase could reveal

"oh sh*t, i can't have Hannah see me like this!!" i thought to myself, quickly getting up. once again making a fool of myself, realizing that everyone was already outside, cause school was already over. and again i asked myself, how foolish can one man be.

maybe i'm insecure because of that time, that time when i accidentally eavesdropped on Hannah making a confession to my own best friend, Ryan. Well i'm not actually sure but it seemed like a confession, i was so confused and flustered that i only understood one word, "LIKE".

Oh Sh*t why am I being so jealous for??!! It's not as if she likes me, in fact she even hates me!! Why can't i just go back in time and change what i said, cause i actually

I actually like her . . . .

though i wish no one will know except Hannah and me

oh Fudge this isn't manly at all

i'm just being childish again

finally i came back to my senses and quickly got up rushing my way home, using the back way so that i won't be going through that horrid experience of covering my face all the way past her house,

but then again she caught me red handed, peeking through the blue sash curtains of her windows, she looked divine like an angel, that i couldn't help but stare so willingly at her.