Chapter II - It all started in April

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School officially started in January and I was extremely shocked to see him in my class. He was that kid that I would often see at parties which my parents attended. The one that was usually quiet in one corner with his elder brother. I didn't think I'd see him again let alone be in the same class.

The reason why we started talking was mainly because we lived a block away from each other and also our parents knew each other so it was REALLY easy and he did mention seeing me once or twice in the parties our parents always go to.

I still remember that moment when he called me in the evening of early May asking if there was any homework and if it was alright if we could go to school together the next day. Of course I agreed, who wouldn't when a guy asks that. 

It was then at that moment where i started falling for him, from our trips to school in the wee hours of the morning and reaching an hour before we had to be there. We started sitting next to each other in class, going home together, and talking on the phone for hours till my ears hurt. He would always text me when he was going to call and I honestly wondered how we never run out of things to talk about.

His best friend, Jensen, hung out with us as well most of the time and that's where I bring my best friend Rowena in the picture. The four of us were practically inseperable people kept thinking we're a couple going for double dates or double anything, whatever we were doing.

Besides going for lunch, movies and shopping (yes, shopping) together, the four of us would frequent my house and either listen to music, watch movies on my laptop or just to pass the time.

There was once he asked who i currently liked and i plucked up the courage to tell him who it was. Him. He was shocked at first but accepted it in the end. Nothing changed with our friendship except the growth of our feelings but he never really said anything and i knew why. Because he was moving to Canada in a few months and he didn't want to risk anything.

It may have been a smart move to avoid drama and hurt feelings but honestly i would've liked for something to have evolved in those few remaining months rather than to just leave it be. But it was his decision not mine. We still do talk now from time to time asking how we're doing and asking for advice when we need it. I tried talking about our feelings but i don't know if it's still there or if it has become one-sided.

Both of us had been in a relationship as the years went by and we talked about it as well how it was and why it did not work out in the end. I really do hope whatever feelings left unsaid will be solved when i see him and talk things through.

I'm willing to accept the good or bad of it, whether we can take it to a whole new level or maybe it's that kind of love where we are soulmates but are not meant for each other. Who knows? Only time can tell.

As i reminisced, my eyelids began getting droopy and i soon fell into a slumber throughout the remaining trip and awoke only when it was time to feast or the use of the lavatory.

I finally woke up when the plane was descending and was thankful as my butt was getting sore from all the sitting and I needed to get out of the plane to see the world. I hauled out my baggage from the compartment above and journeyed out the aircraft past the immigration and luggage belt to the arms of my relatives who were waiting for me past the glass panel.

My journey of answers and future awaits I thought to myself as I hugged them. I cannot wait to get started.

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