I was walking in the hallway when I saw her. “Agghh! How I hate her.” Before I start my story, let me introduce myself first. I am Brandon Falls, I’m 17 years old, I’m a guy with long brown hair, rosy white skin, brown eyes, thick eyelashes, I’m skinny and I’m not your typical heart throbbing lad in school. I was born in San Leandro California. My mother and father works at a firm.
Monday morning, first day of school, beautiful sky, cool breeze, listening to my favorite music. I check my watch and I notice that “God! I’m late again” it’s past eight-o-clock and my class starts at seven-thirty. I was unconsciously running in the hallway, with many books in hand and my eyeglass on. Hey, let me just clarify things, that I..am..not.. a nerdy type of person in school. I ran and ran and ran, until I drop myself to the floor. “Shit!” I mumbled. Having no help, I kneel on the floor and start grabbing my books. Suddenly, I notice that there’s a familiar woman’s feet near my face. “For real? It’s her again?”.
“What happened Brandon? Are you in a hurry?” She said.
I just look at her in the face and continue picking up my books.
“Hey, answer me,” she madly added, especially with her annoying-flirty-girly voice, whatever you call that. I didn’t respond to her. In fact, I won’t respond to her. Unless, if she’s in trouble. Trust me, this girl is a complete mess.
After I finish picking up my books. I ran and rain again noticing that the place went blur.
“Hey! Brad! You forgot something.” She screamed.
I still didn’t mind her until I stopped because I can’t see things clearly. “Hey!” She screamed again. This girl is insane. Isn’t she having a class today? Whys isn’t she in her uniform and worst, why is she screaming in the hallway? I act as if I am busy with something for her not to think I stopped because of her, I stopped because I really can’t see things clearly. After a several minutes, my heart was throbbing, I can’t think of any ideas. I really don’t know what happened and why my environment went blur. I notice that she went closer to me. We faced each other, so tilted my head opposite to her.
“Hey you forgot something.” She calmly said.
“What is it?” I said sarcastically,
“Look at me Brad” she said.
“Why?”
“I assume this is yours, Here, let me put it for you.”
She grabbed my head abruptly and she place something on my eyes.
“Oh fuck! The glasses.” I mumbled.
“Oh, what was that?”
“Nothing, uh~ uh. ~”
“It’s Autumn! Stupid!”
“Oh yeah, Autumn! Thanks Autumn” I said, without looking at her.
“It’s not a problem Brad. Ciao!” “And uh, No running in the hallway, monsieur.” She added.
I went to my first class, and I notice that there was no teacher. I sighed “Yes! I thought I was the only one who’s late”
Bell rings.
I went to the library to study for the first exams. I know I can do this. In fact, I always topped in the class unless if this girl didn’t came in to my life and start ruining it.
I was relaxing In the library, listening to my classical music until this familiar girl approached me and said, “Hey Brandon! How was your summer?”
“Oh! It went really well.” I smiled sarcastically, trying to avoid making conversation with her.
“So, how are you and…” she tried to say
Bell rings
“Oh, save by the bell, again.” I mumbled
“you and aut…” she tries to add.
“Hey Claire, I really need to go now. I mustn’t be late in my second class. Bye!” me again, trying to avoid the conversation.
“Oh, okay Brad but don’t you mind hanging with us again sometime?”
“Sure” I said weakly.
I went to my second class, the class venue is fine, well ventilated and really private.
“Is this class A1?” The trendy teacher from a far asked.
“Yes sir.” The girl near the door said.
The teacher went inside the room, and formally introduce himself to us.
“Welcome to my class, Class! I am Jason Fukuhara. I will be your sociology teacher for the whole semester.
“Yes, the sociology class. This is my favorite class!” I whispered. “No one can beat me in this subject.” I added confidently.
“So, are these person facing me is the exact count of my students? No left species outside? So can I formally introduce myself now?”
“Please start, please start, please start,” I nervously whispered to myself.
You know why? Because that girl I met in the hallway ruined my scholarship, I shouldn’t be here. In fact, I should be a college senior student by now. That girl, that extremely self-centered girl deprived me from my scholarship. Am I humble enough not to include myself from ruining my own life? Or I just can’t remember things because I was too busy thinking of someone who doesn’t even think of me. What a stupid person I am. All I thought at that time was, any day I spent my time with her is my favorite day, she keeps me working, but suddenly all things went dark. Let’s just forget her! What matters most is I am here, starting my new school year with new competent classmates, new teachers, and new environment. Everything new!
“I am 27 years old, I am from Tokyo Japan, and My English proficiency is highly competent so I can fluently speak English… and. I am...”
“Shit why do I have this crazy feeling?”
“I was working in a firm when I was in Tokyo. I was …”
My heart is throbbing when I am seriously listening to the eye catching teacher.
“Shit? What? What’s happening?”
“I was a part-time teacher in English language for Japanese speakers….”
I screamed..
“Sorry? Did I disturb you sir?”
Everyone is looking at me. “Why did I scream? Why am I sweating?”
“Oh! I am really sorry Sir, something just went through my mind. I’m really sorry.” I bow my head.
“Okay, so where was I?”
I’m still sweating, why is my heart really throbbing so fast? Why am I being weird this first day of class? God! My life is a mess, all thanks to.. to….
Someone is knocking on the door. Who may that be?
“Oh, I thought my students are now complete. Who is this?
The teacher slowly opened the door. Heart throbs………
“Oh, Ms. Autumn.” The teacher happily said to the girl.
“Autumn?” I said nervously.
“Who? What? Autumn?”
“Come in Ms. Autumn, It’s my pleasure to have you here in my class.”
The girl slowly came in to the doorstep until.. until… I saw…..
