"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offence and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes."
– A walk to remember, Nicholas Sparks –
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People say when you are in love, everything changes. You feel different, you see things in a different point of view. You wake up to the thought of your love and sleep on it as well. While I woke up to the thought of not getting late for class.
Unlike other days, I woke up on my own, right before the alarm. Not something, I enjoyed seeing when I woke up on my own, I question myself "why?, why did you wake up right before your alarm". I sigh and get myself ready for another boring and normal day of school. Unless, life has anything new for me to see, it's the usual.
My 'usual' starts with breakfast with my family before we had out to the cruel world outside our home. "Morning!" Sarah greeted to everyone before sitting down. "Good Morning dear!" Sarah's dad greeted with his morning coffee mug at hand. While she got a grumpy 'morning' greeting from her younger sister, as she isn't a morning bird as well. Sarah's younger sister, Samantha was a shorter version of Sarah. At least, that's what everyone says. Similar jet black hair, but while Sarah's was naturally straight, Samantha's was curly to the end. Rather than similarities, the difference might be more seen, between themselves.
Ever hear, how perfect the first child is while the rest who comes along and join are, rather different than the first child. Assume that, Sarah's and Samantha's difference come from there. Sarah being the first and the eldest, is the perfect, moulded parent child. As in, they follow the rules, they listen to their parents and is a child anyone would want. While the second one or more is rather the mischievous, a bit of unexpected child. Samantha is a, 'daddy's girl', six years younger than Sarah, and as different compared to her.
Apart from the close sister bond, Sarah and Samantha's similar traits would be, their chocolate brown eyes and dimple smiles. As for hobby, photography, singing on the latest tunes and going crazy around the house are the most similar they can get. Special similarity would be they look out for each other, blood bound sisters, and no one can beat that.
Sarah got out of her thoughts when, Samantha's waving hands came into focus. "What are you thinking about, get up and hurry on it or you will be late" was all she heard, before she dashed out of the house. One thing, Samantha doesn't do is, 'get late', it's not like a good girl like her to get late. And hopefully, she made it to class, earlier than the rest. Better than getting late.
'Click!' 'Click!' 'Click!', on the ball point pen's top, was the most amusing thing for Sarah in her Mathematics class. Mr. Thomas was teaching us, 'Algebra", 'oh the joy of finding what's X or Y' and yet they say we will need Algebra in our lives. "I don't understand a single thing, he is saying, do you?" Sarah questioned Nora. Nora is a smart girl, a cute and smart type girl. "Of course, it's easy, here, you just have to remove the brackets and multiply the digits, you know?" smiled at me with I-hope-you-get-what-i-mean look. "No, not really, but let me try" Sarah said to Nora, sending her a hint of hope that she can succeed in doing this question. A question that she has been struggling to do for the past thirty minutes. The question was 1. 3(x + 4), remove the brackets and collect the term: "take a deep breath, you can do this!" self-motivation, Sarah's conscious supported her. However, it was not seen on her face, it was a very frustrated and exhausted expression. Taking her pen, with force and attempted the question. While applying, on the explanation of Nora, "So, is it 3x+12?" Sarah asked with hope in her eyes. "Wait, let me see... yeah! Yeah it is! You did it! See it's not that hard" Nora beamed. Sarah felt proud, although it was just a simple question, hardly realising there are harder ones in the next page.
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