4:30 A.M.
It's a lazy morning but I have to be up at this time of day. Dark clouds, gloomy weather and at the start of sunrise. I got up out of bed and started to rise. The day is up ahead and I have to start my morning routine. I still have 10 minutes to stare at this wonderful human being beside my bed. My sweet family. I am away from them basically because I have to attend high school and I have to live my dream, besides, this is also for them. I want the best for them. Took up my morning jog around the flat and took a bath. There's nothing much in the morning. It's a daily thing to do although I have to rise early for school.
It's a 30-minute ride from my apartment and I had to commute to get there. It takes me 3 rides to get to the school campus. First, I have to ride the tricycle to get to the place where jeepneys are located. Second, when I get to the location I have to wait for a jeepney, which has enough space for me to fit. I mean, I'm not fat at all but I want to sit down properly. And third, I have to ride again a tricycle to get to the school campus. It's actually located at a place where the road is small and crowded.
It's my 9th grade year now and I am new to this institution. I just transferred a month ago for tour and getting to know the area. The school is actually a clean environment and a social place to belong to. I know, the province is a different place from Davao City. It's weird right? I'm from the province where the peaceful and simply life is there and yet I want to spend my high school life here. I know but I want to get to know more about this city. So far, being the rural type of girl I only know of tricycles and "tricykad". Entering the school institution was the weirdest thing I could have been in. I felt that everyone was staring at me. What am I going to do? I don't know the area yet. I was looking around looking for some clues as to where my classroom is supposed to be. Until, I found a bulletin board which contains the class list of each sections. I headed to that direction. There were plenty of people crowding the area so instead of adding up to the crowd, I waited for my turn.
"Looking for your name miss?" A curly haired boy standing beside me holding his school backpack with his grin. He actually looked good. With his bandana on his head, his eyes looking up to the crowded people. Bummer because he didn't bother to look at me.
"Yes sir. Though, it's crowded. I'll have to wait a little longer." I replied with my soft voice. I kept looking at the crowd. They were all busy by finding their names. Even their parents were there helping them.
"You don't need to call me sir. I'm Harry Edward Styles, Student Council President here at Brantford High School." So he's the president. Hmmm. He doesn't look like one though. He's too fashionably oriented with his style, suits his last name. Well, I think he has lots of girl issues here. What? You can't blame me, he's cute, maybe smart, has appeal, and simple. I mean, I think I could like him. Let me just clear it out. COULD.
"I'm sorry Mr. President but I really need your help. I need to know what section I belong to." I told him firmly. I really need to get to my class 'cause it's getting late. Doesn't he have a class? I think we all have one.
"I really don't think you should be in a hurry. The school principal cancelled the classes today for it was just a day to fin out where are your classrooms located. I think I could be your guide. My shift is already done so now I could freely tour you here inside the school grounds. You fine with that?" He replied. He actually finally looked at me in the eyes now which was a great blessing. I finally saw his eyes. Those deep green sense of color. I like his eyes. The message it brings out into my blue once. I bet if Austin could see me right now he would probably think that I like this guy beside me.
