Our story starts with a boy, and girl falling in love, being broken apart, fighting the distance between them and to God's choice where he stood in life. Whether the choice of being together or being with someone else. But first, we start on the first part. The boy. Born on April 7, 1996 a young man named Zachaeus won born. Fifteen years of age he studied at a town's high school for 4 years. This was because the country he was in, needed 4 years of high school to proceed to college. He belonged to wealthy family. A popular grandfather who owned the electrical company near the village, a grandmother who was a politician, a father and a mother who are skilled in business and owned a gasoline station of three and the rest of the family tree was basically running his town. From cousins to uncles to aunts. He practically got a good life. That's why Zachaeus became a trouble maker. He thought to himself he could always get away with the power his family has over the town. Always getting into trouble and avoiding the consequences. Even though, Zachaeus was, even at a far off point, a respected man. His troubles were painting the grass yellow, smashed pots that were in the town and burning grass at some areas of the town. Respected, because the reason why he painted the grass yellow was his way of saying the lawn caretakers weren't working hard enough on making the town look more beautiful. Same goes to the pots, he felt as if the pot makers were doing slack and for the burned grass of the town, he wanted to the town to design something new. These troubles were made because he was too young to start off a project himself. Granted he wasn't in politics.
As his days of high school he started to have troubles with friends, some tried to turn on him and some betrayed him. The crucial pain of trust was severed to his heart that he didnt' have any care to those who would come to him and ask for something or simply wanted help. His only friend was his music. He played the piano at a certain age of his life. He was only 10 when he started playing. 5 years of experience wasn't enough. Heck, even 20 years weren't even that close. His piano was the only kind of friend he could turn to that time, the way he expressed his feelings and the emotions that flowed through his mind of saddened betrayal to his closest friends. Even at that state he couldn't feel but as to throw away his life. The only friends he knew that was closest to him, Jacob and Christopher both betrayed and left him. But to what reason? He knows not.
The years went by and yet nothing seemed to change. He gained friends but never those who wanted to get close to him. He didn't want them to go in deep. He didn't want more than that. Just acquaintances. Nothing more. Yet, his mind was adrift. Somewhere he didn't manage to go. His thoughts crumbled up to a question he wasn't ready for.
"What are you doing with your life?"
His thoughts were uneasy. The fact that he didn't wanted friends was enough already but shoving back people who wanted to get close to him was another thing. He pondered through day and night if he should ever repair the bridge between his self and his trust to other people.
Days have passed, he finally got over his dilemma. Week after week he got friends, More and more, they grew larger. His social life wasn't over at that point, he thought. There was still hope! Then the most amazing thing happened on October 26th of 2011. His grade school friend, named Gladys, who was a fine young lady asked him if she could come to his school to visit and if it was okay if she invited a friend to accompany her. He accepted her request. Going to meet after 2 years of no communication he was excited to see his grade school classmate but he never knew he was going to meet the girl he'll be in love with, and so he met a girl, not just any girl but the girl he thought he would never find. Such beauty that his heart beat faster. Two times the speed than normal. His eyes dilated. His imagination was at work. He approached the beautiful young lady with care. A few walks to the girl he started his introduction.
"Hi, my name's Zachaeus but you can call me Zack."
The beautiful young girl also introduced herself.
"My name's Marie. It's so nice to meet you. Margaret has been talking about you lately."
He replied, "Oh has she? That's a little bit embarrassing."
Hours passed and they have been talking about each other. But as conversations start, theirs ended with a happy one. After the mini reunion, the 3 headed home, satisfied with the new friendship and the recollection of their memories. A few hours later, he contacted Gladys, asking permission if he could get Marie's cell number. At first Gladys asked Zack then her friend wasn't just an option for him. As she recalled that Zack, was a Casanova to the girls he had met. But considering that Zack promised her that he wasn't going to play with her and to be nice she approved the request and contacted Marie for the confirmation. The first time Gladys asked Marie was a failure. Marie told Gladys that she shouldn't give her number even though she and Zack just met a few hours later. But a struck of faith happened. Marie suddenly changed her mind. God knows what. She told Gladys that it was ok to give her number. Zack was overjoyed when he received the text from Glayds that contained Marie's number. He sent her a text, with simple words but contained just enough phrases that would catch her attention. He and Marie talked and texted almost the whole day, with non stop conversations. They we're happy with it, even though they didn't called it love. It even wasn't just infatuation, it was a strong connection that tied them both to each other. The bond that held them close. Thus this story will end and on the next chapter shall it be unveiled. Chapter two, Love.
