For the last PE lesson of the year, we had the privilege of playing with 3 Faith again. A lot of us have established ties with the people there, so naturally our common slot had to be a game of frisbee together. When I got the announcement, I could only think about the ties I established with my friends from 3 Faith.
Flashbacks
My connections with 3 Faith started when Lucas stopped me in my tracks, where I joked how Simon's drunk state got to me, and he fully agreed. Guiding me with some deep breaths, he talked about my past and how that actually caused all my problems for the past two years called hardly anyone by my side other my best friend. I'm not going to going into detail here, because Wattpad is a place for me tell stories, not my personal problems. But what I can tell you is that I was left with a pretty big impression. That was the first time I had feelings of awe towards a guy, not in a lusty way. In a jaw-dropping way.
My match off with Ethan during Sports Day was an intense match of feelings and flashbacks. We used our troops on each other, fighting the tensions between us out. The others didn't know our history and with his closest female friend by his side (my best friend and her guy friend by mine), it was a secret fight of feelings. The pain that our friendships ended not by distance but by rumours. The secret longing a miracle could save our relationship, yet the bittersweet happiness whenever we thought about how sweet our relationship was. The moves we plotted on one another, the advances that were made, they all told a story no one knew about.
John and I have been classmates from the start, but it was only this year were we able to get close to John. It started out as some activities for Spin Doctors, but we made the time to text each other and talk to each other. Many friendships blossomed, as I got to know his friends through him and get closer to people I do know thanks to our friendship.
Present day
"It's not that we're excluding Crystal, we just want her to play in the last game!" Shay told the teacher irritatedly, upset she got accused of being exclusive. However, the teacher told us it was the last game and sent me out there anyway. The boys caught up with me and reiterated my role to count down when the
opponents had the frisbee and hoped I executed it correctly. Ethan was on the other side, but I've gotten accustomed to that.
Having found my place on-court, I screamed with all my strength, not really caring about how I was pressuring the other students of 3 Faith. Once, the frisbee slipped out of 3 Faith's hand due to my counting, but Ethan took it upon himself to pass the frisbee to me. Similarly, when my team dropped the frisbee, I passed the frisbee to Ethan and his team. This wasn't a game of betrayal and fighting anymore, it was a reminder of why I play sports. The connections, and the very activity of frisbee, how fun it gets when you put everything aside and focus on the now. Eventually, the fun memories came to an end, and both teachers asked us to shake hands.
"Ethan!" I called out. He turned around and we shook hands together, and his hands felt cold. But I felt warm inside, because I was finally able to get him to notice him, a selfish wish I gripped onto since secondary 2. And we saw each other eye to eye, the distance between us definitely closing up. There's closure now, and that's progress
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The Chronicles of Peace
Non-Fiction"Will a new class mean, no friends?" Ever since Crystal didn't make the cut for her desired stream, she is forced to "live with whatever she has". Being alienated by her old classmates, she hesitantly accepts her fate being with NONE of her fire-fo...
