When The Right Time Comes: Our Love Begins(Ongoing And Editing)

Chapter 22- Nathan, Christian and Patricia's Past

Chapter 22

Diane POV

"When I was in highschool I..." nagpause muna siya."I fell inlove with a nerdy girl named Patricia Evans, she is nice, caring and a nobody. All she cares about is studying and making her grades higher, she's always the first in our class"

"In my first year of highschool, I was also alone when I transferred to that school. My friends we're fake, they only want me when they need something. I always have a stern look so that's why people we're scared at me, then..."

~FLASHBACK~

Nathan POV

-1st Year Of Highschool-

"Let's welcome our new transfer student, Nathaniel Ford" I went infront of class with a stern look.

"It's Nathan teacher" I said with a rude tone.

"What?..okay, okay sorry Nathan" the teacher said with a sorry tone. I just gave her an angry frown and she looks scared.

"You can sit beside..." the teacher looks around."...Christian" tinuro niya ang isang tahimik na lalaki.

"Sure" I went to that chair beside the guy called Christian.

As time passes, I didn't really care about my studies. I'm always alone and my classmates are afraid of me but unlike my seatmate Christian, who have a lot of friends and is really friendly. I feel envious of him.

One day, while I was going home someone called me by my full name...

"Excuse me, are you Nathaniel Ford?" kumunot ang noo ko. I look behind and saw Christian smiling at me.

"It's Nathan! What do you want?" I asked with a rude tone.

"Um...Can you be my friend?" he suddenly asked me and stretch out his arms.

"No" I said straightly then go home.

But many days passed and he still keeps bugging me to be his friend!

"Will you stop! You're really annoying!"

"No, unless you will be my friend?" he said with a smile. Tch. That smile again!

"Do you really pity me that much?! just because I don't have any friend?"

"It's not like that, I just really want to become your friend"

"Me? you have a lot of friends with you! so why?" I said with an obvious tone.

"Them...they are not really my friend..." he said with a soft voice. I looked at him and saw his sad expression for the first time.

"What do you mean?"

"They only come to me if they need something to me...like Can I borrow your notebook?, Will you lend me some money?, Can I copy your notes?" so, he's just like me.

"Uto ka, bakit ka nagpapauto? silly!" Tinagalog ko ang part para hindi niya maintindihan.

"Ha? Hindi naman..." he said with a light voice.

(O - O)

"Ha?! You can speak Filipino-Tagalog?!" we said at the same time.

"How can you?" I asked him with a shock tone.

"My mom is a pure American and my dad is pure Filipino that's why my last name is Mallare, but when I was in preschool I went to Filipino school" he explained to me."You?"

"Well, I was raised in the Philippines till I was in sixth grade. My dad is a Half American and Filipino and my mom..." I suddenly realised my real mother."My real mother, she's also a Half American and Half Filipino but my current mother is a pure American" my mother and my sister's mother.