Jean:
Apparently, I'm preoccupied. I didn't know what was happening until I found the guts to say the words right in front of him.
"I like you." I told him.
The crowd exploded into cheers.
At first, I knew he was pretending to say what? even though he had heard me. I went back to my seat and that's where it all started.
Cruise:
I told my friends what happened in the concert last week, I told them that Jean admitted she likes me. Some of my girl friends on the table gave a flattering giggle and I just managed to give a weak chuckle while I held and sipped my coke, although it was only ice cubes left, just to fight the embarrassment. I can't believe it. It was the first time someone liked me that I felt like I might get the chance. I felt like I'm in love.
I nudged my best friend sitting right beside me and I asked if he does have Jean's number. He got his phone from his pocket and he gave it to me immediately.
When I got home, I sent a message to her, and we started a convo.
What's up?
Who's this?
I't's Cruise :-)
Oh, hey :)
...
So, we talked and blah blah blah until I came to the point to ask her if she really meant what she have said to me on the school concert.
...
Um, Jean, remember when we were at the concert?
I'm sorry if this is kinda dumb, but did you just said that?
I didn't know how to ask, I was hoping that she'll say "said what?" but damn, I was wrong.
Yes, I did and I mean it. She replied.
Next day, when I got to our school gymnasium, I immediately went for military training. It was early that we were only few and Jean isn't there yet.
We practiced, we trained, and we marched. And after a couple of minutes,
there she is, walking like a princess.
I have to admit that I failed a lot of steps in our marching, I commanded but I stammered. She's on my mind. I can't stop thinking about her.
That day, I was with her, we hanged out with my best friend Ken, and with her best friend Martha, I had so much fun talking and laughing with them especially with Jean. She is so amazing.
And the next days, I spent time being with her and realized that I'm already in love.
I went and seat with Ken to talk to him while our teacher is discussing.
"Hey Ken." I called him but he didn't hear me because he was sleeping with both of his hands folded on the table with his head.
"Quenji!" I whispered loudly and patted his back a couple of times. He woke up and gave me that early-in-the-morning look and he stretched his arms.
"Oh, uh, hey Cruise.." He yawned.
"I think I'm in love." I told him.
"Wait, what?!" Ken opened his eyes in bewilderment.
"No, Ken, I'm serious. I'm going to ask her later."
"Ask what?" he muttered.
"I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend."
Jean:
I was on my way home when someone gripped my hands. I turned back and froze, my heart fell when I saw Cruise's ocean-blue eyes staring at me.
He backward a few steps and he apologized for doing that.
"Oh, hi Jean. Can you, uh, go with, um, let's go eat, somewhere?" I can say that Cruise was stammering. And I can also say that I'm about to die. Oh my god. He is asking me out. Oh my god, this is not happening. Oh. My. God.
I hastened myself, I tried to calm down. My heart beating fast until I found my words.
"Sure." I told him as if nothing happened inside me.
We were at McDonald's. We were sitting beside a glass mirror, there were cars and the crowds, but suddenly Cruise asked me what do I want to eat. I told him, a cup of coffee would be okay, he said yes. But he came back with mountain of fries, box of chicken and rice, and piles of cheeseburgers. Wow. We talked and laughed while we ate. I realized, and thought, are we dating?
And there, my prince came.
He dropped a letter and a bouquet of white roses on top of the table, he held both of my hands, I felt his warm hands as the sensation flowed all over my body. I don't know what to do. He stared at me for a while, eye to eye. I really a need a coffin, I'm about to die. Oh my god. Help. And there, he said it.
"Jean, I love you. Can you be my girlfriend?"
That's when I made my decision.
I pulled my hands back and his hands fell on top of the table. I knew he was hurt, I saw the hopeless look in his face while his eyes locked on mine with deep sorrow and sadness.
But that's not the end because I put my hands on top of his hands and I said it.
"Cruise, I love you. And yes, I will be your girlfriend."" even though he had heard me. I went back to my seat and that's where it all started.
Cruise:
I told my friends what happened in the concert last week, I told them that Jean admitted she likes me. Some of my girl friends on the table gave a flattering giggle and I just managed to give a weak chuckle while I held and sipped my coke, although it was only ice cubes left, just to fight the embarrassment. I can't believe it. It was the first time someone liked me that I felt like I might get the chance. I felt like I'm in love.
I nudged my best friend sitting right beside me and I asked if he does have Jean's number. He got his phone from his pocket and he gave it to me immediately.
When I got home, I sent a message to her, and we started a convo.
What's up?
Who's this?
I't's Cruise :-)
Oh, hey :)
...
So, we talked and blah blah blah until I came to the point to ask her if she really meant what she have said to me on the school concert.
...
Um, Jean, remember when we were at the concert?
I'm sorry if this is kinda dumb, but did you just said that?
I didn't know how to ask, I was hoping that she'll say "said what?" but damn, I was wrong.
Yes, I did and I mean it. She replied.
Next day, when I got to our school gymnasium, I immediately went for military training. It was early that we were only few and Jean isn't there yet.
We practiced, we trained, and we marched. And after a couple of minutes,
there she is, walking like a princess.
I have to admit that I failed a lot of steps in our marching, I commanded but I stammered. She's on my mind. I can't stop thinking about her.
That day, I was with her, we hanged out with my best friend Ken, and with her best friend Martha, I had so much fun talking and laughing with them especially with Jean. She is so amazing.
And the next days, I spent time being with her and realized that I'm already in love.
I went and seat with Ken to talk to him while our teacher is discussing.
"Hey Ken." I called him but he didn't hear me because he was sleeping with both of his hands folded on the table with his head.
"Quenji!" I whispered loudly and patted his back a couple of times. He woke up and gave me that early-in-the-morning look and he stretched his arms.
"Oh, uh, hey Cruise.." He yawned.
"I think I'm in love." I told him.
"Wait, what?!" Ken opened his eyes in bewilderment.
"No, Ken, I'm serious. I'm going to ask her later."
"Ask what?" he muttered.
"I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend."
Jean:
I was on my way home when someone gripped my hands. I turned back and froze, my heart fell when I saw Cruise's ocean-blue eyes staring at me.
He backward a few steps and he apologized for doing that.
"Oh, hi Jean. Can you, uh, go with, um, let's go eat, somewhere?" I can say that Cruise was stammering. And I can also say that I'm about to die. Oh my god. He is asking me out. Oh my god, this is not happening. Oh. My. God.
I hastened myself, I tried to calm down. My heart beating fast until I found my words.
"Sure." I told him as if nothing happened inside me.
We were at McDonald's. We were sitting beside a glass mirror, there were cars and the crowds, but suddenly Cruise asked me what do I want to eat. I told him, a cup of coffee would be okay, he said yes. But he came back with mountain of fries, box of chicken and rice, and piles of cheeseburgers. Wow. We talked and laughed while we ate. I realized, and thought, are we dating?
And there, my prince came.
He dropped a letter and a bouquet of white roses on top of the table, he held both of my hands, I felt his warm hands as the sensation flowed all over my body. I don't know what to do. He stared at me for a while, eye to eye. I really a need a coffin, I'm about to die. Oh my god. Help. And there, he said it.
"Jean, I love you. Can you be my girlfriend?"
That's when I made my decision.
I pulled my hands back and his hands fell on top of the table. I knew he was hurt, I saw the hopeless look in his face while his eyes locked on mine with deep sorrow and sadness.
But that's not the end because I put my hands on top of his hands and I said it.
"Cruise, I love you. And yes, I will be your girlfriend."
