We arrived at our school , Timber High School of Australia . Everyone in the campus knew us but they never talk to me when im in bad mood . They knew what will happen . I smiled to the girls that surrounds us but i kept my eyes looking out for Ette , Juliette Kirsten Thomsons . We both grow up together . She had her own group as i had mine . Ette stop and turn around to look at me .
" Thomas , can i go to my group? " She is used to ask permission to me . There is one time she went off , i never went to my classes just to find her . She was with her soccer group practicing . I scold her only once and for the whole two weeks , i never talked to her .
I nodded to her and she quickly hug me and said goodbye . I went to my friends , they are keeping my life busy . They knew my sickness but i didn't inform them what exactly is it . They all just knew that i have this sickness that anytime i can die about it . " Dude , you okay? " One of my closest friend asked me , Brian Tyson .
" Yeah , i'm fine . Its nothing to worry about . " I said to them . All of them were hoping i would be okay in no time . They are all wrong about that .
" Thomas . You need to tell her . " One of the strict leader yet the first person to know my sickness , the real sickness . Clairol Joshua Mendoza .
" No , Josh . I wont . Its hard to tell on her . She wont even leave my side when i only have a high fever! " I yelled . Thats every time when i have a high fever or even coughs , she wont leave my side . I pushed her to leave but it wont budge .
" Gordon . " Its her . I turn around and see her crossed arms , she's angry . But i am not in the mood to talk nicely . I raised my eyebrows on her . " Lets go? " Crap . I thought she's angry with me . She holds my arms and pull me away from my friends .
" Do not go to your friends , their bad influence . " She muttered under her breath . I chose to ignore her words . Those friends of mine , keeping my life and my mind off things before i go crazy and die myself without a reason to continue my life .
School isnt that bad but the teachers kept on arguing with other students about the lecture . They all knew my illness . How? My great strict friend Clairol Joshua told them . Because he is the son of the principal . Great isn't? -_-" Whenever i raised my hand to answer , they wont let me stand . They treating me differently like i am weak .
I hated it . When the lunch bell rings , i got my books and went to my locker . Our next period was P.E so were indeed to bring our sports uniform for the whole afternoon . Its part of the university . I hide the panic inside of me , this would be it . But i hope not . Joshua notices me that i am silently panicking inside , he gaves me a heads up and an okay sign that everything would be fine . He knew i cant be tired all the time . The symptoms will attack any time . Its only a good thing that i only have stomach ache but that stomach ache is not a part of this ache that i feel .
Bryan and Clairol Joshua came with me . Smirking . I know what he wants , a girl . He is been like that for a month now . Smirking like a kid whom always wants to see or to do whatever he wants . They are just wearing a black jogging pants and a white shirt before going into the field .
" Hello Thomas . " Said the girl with a black hair and plain brown eyes . I just nodded at her and went to the field . The first thing i look at the field is Ette , then few tries of looking for her . She is just sitting on the belachers . Talking with some boy . I dont know him but he looks familiar
" Dude , thats Ashton Caleb . The famous dancer in our school . " Bryan said . I chose to ignore them and went to the field where our coach needs some players for the basketball . I raised my hand to be a part of the team . Bryan and Clairol told me not to go . I ignore them and kept on doing what i started .
" Guys , you know what to do alright? " I told them about the plan . I just saw my friends watching out for me but my best friend is still talking to Ashton . What a shit . I went in the middle and the timer starts now .
I jump to pass the ball to my teammate and we all run to the other side of the court . They defense their ring and keep on hitting back the ball . My teammates got the ball whenever they past it on . I run and run until my breath caught up . The coach notice me , he timed up the play and let me sit for the meantime .
" Are you alright Thomas? " Coach asked in worried voice . I nodded in response , trying to catch my breath for a while . I saw Bryan and Clairol just looking at me like , ' i told you so ' . What a great friend . But she still talking to him . I excuse myself from our period and walk inside the campus where i can take a bath .
Once im inside , there's footsteps coming . It was him , Ashton Caleb . He has this blonde hair that came into spiky then he notice me im scanning him , he has the green eyes . God , how weird to have blonde hair for a green eyed guy? " You should dye your hair man . " I compliment before coming inside the cubicle to take a bath .
Few minutes after , im done but the place gets crowded . I saw Clairol standing outside and waiting for someone . When he knows that im coming , he walks beside me and pull me going to the principal's office . I always came here for trouble but now , i dont know . Clairol really loves to drag people .
" Dad . Could you tell Thomas he cant be joining at any sports game in this school . He had an attack while playing basketball . " Clairol said in stern voice .
His father , Mr. Daniel Axel Mendoza or known as Principal Mendoza is a bit strict to all of the people but not me , my best friend Ette and Bryan . But he treated me as his another child , a son to another girl . Thats what he always said . Its actually pretty funny to hear coming from h because he used funny accent just to make is laugh .
But then again . Im going to get scolded by the principal for doing reckless stuff . I just sitted here on the bench and waited for the time to hear Mr. Mendoza . " I cannot do that Clairol Joshua . Its what he wants . He just know his limits . Do you got that? As for you , Dont push yourself . I know you , you are same with your dad . Pushing yourself when he is jealous . "
Jealous? Am i? Yeah , i think so . I saw Ette talking to Ashton about who i cares before joining the basketball . Yeah , i push myself . Its normal to feel jealous over someone . Thats when people know that they are in love with the person whom they attracted for . No body cares you are jealous because your best friend is talking some other guy as long as he wont hurt her . You are jealous because she or he let you enter into their lives .
You can have the attention with your other friends and that my friend , my friends gave me . They knew i like my best friend but i kept it since first year high . After a good chat with the principal , me and Clairol left and went to our last period . History . I am always the substitute for this subject and its kinda fun doing to teach . They are all listening to me and got my explaination in each one of the word written in the book . Our history teacher , Sir Michael Jose gave me the book and went to my chair . He would act like a student . He knows that i would like to teach other student about history , so he decided to practice early .
The students were loud and i cant even hear my voice . I slam my fist to the blackboard and that went well . They look at me , giving death glare . But when they notice that Sir Michael is sitting on my chair , they just shut up and listen . " Thank you . Michael , please tell us about your research for the history of werewolves . " Its okay to call his first name when we are in class . And this last subject will went well .
I hear someone shouting outside the hallway . Think again , Thomas . Then i quickly run off to know where and who was it .
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His Life Alone .
Teen FictionFollow Thomas Gordon Yoon for a ride of his life before he left every one . **** For a seventeen year old could never think about how would he live when he knew his days are counted . He lives long for his best friend whom he loves the most . Can...