That night, he showed interest.
He even asked for a solo picture with me.
Then, in our group chat, he's persistent about seeing the pictures. But among all, he mentioned the one that he took with me.
Jaia:
I can't download the pictures I took with Cresia.
My forehead knotted when I saw that he spelt my name wrong.
As much as I want to, I didn't make a big deal out of it... even though it is a big deal to me. I mean, my name is already visible in the conversation. Can't they just copy it correctly?
I pouted.
But, then, Jazmine responded with my name spelt correctly. So, I just shook my head and let them settle all their concerns about the pictures, then patiently wait for their instagram stories.
I'm not really fond of editing photos and pictures, so I'm just waiting for something to re-story.
...
That night, a part of me hope.
I assumed that somehow, he'll reach out. I'm not sure of what exactly I am expecting from him. But I actually want to know him more after I hear that he's still pursuing his studies.
I'm just curious.
I mean, he doesn't really look like the studious type, so I'm just wondering what motivates him. College is not a joke, and to think that he's surving his course means that he is serious about it.
Is it really his dream? Does he really want to study? Is it already a part of his plan during high school? Or is it just a sudden urge to achieve something?
For some reason, I want to know his stories.
So, I waited...
After that night, I'm expecting him to send me a message...
To talk more... so I could get to know him more.
But days and weeks have passed; the year has also changed.
That night happened in December. But we are already in January.
And, I... still... I received nothing from him. I didn't hear anything from him.
So, I presumed I'm just imagining things? I'm just assuming things.
I shrugged.
Whatever!
...
Two days after New Year's Day, my friends and I decided to hang out. We want to make most of our Christmas break fun and stress-free.
Soon, we will all be busy with our own internship... and it will be more difficult to find time to hang out together.
It is not a problem with me and Laine since we're doing our internship in the same school, but Maika is different. She's living quite far from us, so she was assigned to a school that is near her home.
It will be almost impossible to see her for three months once this vacation is over, so we're doing something memorable for us not to miss each other too much.
So... we had fun as we had planned, and we took a lot of pictures.
When we were about to leave, I looked at the sky while waiting for my friends who were still busy packing their things. We're in a hurry since Maika might miss the last bus, but that didn't stop me from admiring the blue sky.
I smiled as I saw that the moon started to show itself in the sky. It's getting dark, but I guess I'll never get tired of this color - especially if the heavens is owning it so well. I've always been fascinated by it... always, above the ocean, which makes itself known in the dark by making sounds.
...
After I put some pictures in my instagram story, I start cleaning the house. Before we went to the beach earlier, we cooked and made a huge mess in the kitchen. So, of course, I have to clean. Or else, my mom will never allow visitors inside our house again.
...
As I went to bed and rest, I played with my phone. It has not been a while when I start scrolling on my social media's feed, when a message notification appears.
It was from Jaia.
Jaia:
You should have invited me. I wanted to see the ocean, too.
Finally, he reached out.
Crezia:
Then, come here. I'll go and see the ocean with you.
I replied.
Jaia:
Next time. I'll go when I'm not too lazy to drive.
The conversation went on. We casually talk about some stuff. But he has more questions for me.
He asked where am I doing my internship and how it is being a teacher. However, I don't know much about him. I didn't dare to show any interest by asking him questions.
Although my heart is rapidly beating than its normal state. I refuse to be excited.
I refused further anticipation if I were to entertain these kinds of feelings.
Most importantly, I refused to let him know that I waited... that I am indeed interested.
I sighed.
I should really start taking actions as they plainly are and stop giving them meaning because I will only complicate my own emotions.
And, I'm glad that I managed to do so.
Because after a few more exchanges of words, we stopped talking again.
That's when I realized that his gestures that night meant nothing for him...
But, I assumed things.
Love,
Crezia
