My meaning of "FOREVER"

Chapter 1: Starting Line of Forever?

Noelle's POV

"Jonathan, Jonathan... Jonathan, huh?" I repeatedly test out the new name. I smile a small smile and try to remember what he looks like.

Oh right! Hi again, and welcome back to my thoughts, stranger. I'm Noelle. Right now, you're going to be with me for the rest of my... life? Reading my thoughts and feeling what I feel. Maybe. So, where were we?

Currently I'm looking for the office for my transfer paperwork and to get my class name. I hope I can get along with my classmates.

"Ah!" I found the place I've been searching for. I'm pretty sure you don't want to always listen to me ranting on and on about, well... me. So, how 'bout i send you over to my younger brother's mind as I deal with boring formalities. Xiao!

Erwin's POV

"Hey Lisa," I call out to my younger sister. "How do you think ate will do? She seemed pretty nervous. Mahiyain pa siya." I ask the simple question that has been bothering me for a while now. My sister, Noelle may be older but is the "shy type". Something that is such a shame when it comes to her brilliant personality.

"Don't you think she'll be fine?" My twelve-year old younger sis replied with disinterest. "I mean, yeah mahiyain siya, but she always makes it to the end of the day so I don't see the problem." She finishes as I look at her incredulously.

"What?"

"Don't you have any concern for your older sister." I sigh.

"Of course I do. If I didn't, I wouldn't even be talking with you about her." She told me and held her hand up, signalling that she wanted to end the conversation. I nod and smile as we continue to walk to class. I guess all I can do now is wish for her success.

Noelle's POV

I walk down the school corridors quietly. Classes have begun so the principal reminded me to be quiet as I traveled through the hallways. I look inside the folder the principal gave to me. It seems that my room is located on the third floor, class 2-B. Ah... I remember now. I could have been in 2-A if I did better on the transfer exam. 2-A usually had the smartest people, 2-B had people who were at least diligent, 2-C average, D and E barely passing and... well you know. It's not like I couldn't do better, rather I was too lazy and ended up not studying. Hahaha. Guess I have to put up with it.

"2-B, 2-B Class 2... Oh. I'm here i guess." I stare at the door to my new future life- er class. 

I lean against the door and try to listen in a little to see if I can hear the things going on behind the wooden barrier. 

"... so class, we'll be having a transfer student. I think she'll be here any moment now. Let me go check outside okay?" I step away from the door as I hear that and try to look at my appearance to check for any wrinkles in my clothes or hair strands going all over the place.

The door slides open and I come face to face with a young-looking teacher. Probably in her mid-twenties.

"Oh!"

"G-g-good morning." I inwardly cringe at how awful I sound.

"Good morning, are you Ms. Capriana?" She giggles a bit at my initial reaction.

"Y-yeah, yes. I'm Noelle Capriana." I try my best to smile, but fail miserably, I think as I see my new teacher hold back a chuckle. Am I that amusing?

"Well then, Ms. Capriana, mind stepping in and introducing yourself to the class?"

"Yes! I mean No! What I mean to say is- Gah!" I sigh in defeat. The woman no longer tries to hide her amusement.