When He Came Back

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What happens when you don't seem to find your worth? Am I not that special? I'm not that ugly. Well, my friends never treated me as one. But why do I feel this way?

I have a lot of friends. I do. That's because I'm one of those "well-known" in school. Nope, I AM NOT POPULAR. That's my theory. But it seems like everyone in school knows me well. I didn't do anything at all. I'm just a student like those other ordinary students around me. But the thing is I do belong in a big group. But I never hang out with them outside school. Maybe sometimes but not quite often.

I'm the type of girl that you'll only see either inside of my house just wearing pajamas or at school wearing the same boring uniform everyday. I only go out when we have some family activities. Our mom made us that way. Me and my younger sister.

Junior Year.
I was walking alone heading through our school's gymnasium for the announcement of our sections. Almost every student here in school had their own company or group of friends. But me? No one. I'm alone. Why? Because I prefer it that way. Less talks and conversations. Less information.

I was assigned to the last class. What type of class would I be into this time? I hope they will be kind and smart. And also fun I may add. 

After I saw my name on the list, I hurriedly went to the building in where my classroom was.

When I entered the classroom every student inside stared at me. Here we go again. I can tell what they are thinking judging from the way they look at me. To wrap things up, most of them doesn't like me. Especially the girls.

I sat on the corner near the door so that I can see every student passing by. I think it's my hobby watching them doing different things.

After a few minutes a girl called me. What's her name again? I am not good at this. I really don't know everyone in school. Yes, I met all of them but I am not good at remembering all of their names. Except for my "close" friends. Close friends because I am not really that friendly.

"Mia!" Someone called me from the door. There he goes again.

My forever loving bestfriend. Andre.

He is a boy but doesn't like to be one. He's gay. But the most gentle gay I've ever met.

We were freshies when we first met. He was my classmate and also my seatmate for the whole year. And for him it was destiny (super corny). He even wants to court me that time but because he's gay he cannot do that, that's why he made me his bestfriend. I should've called him "she/her" but everytime I call him that, a flying hand lands over my face. He's so brutal when it comes to me.

"Mia!" He called me again.

I feel so embarrassed every time I hear that name. They should be calling me "Kat" because that was my name since elementary. But because I became a "well-known" person in school, even my name was changed. By whom? Of course my one and only bestfriend.

Everyone looked at me. I stared at them with a blank expression. After that they all looked away. They should be getting used to that expression because I'll be using that for another school year again.

See? I am really not a friendly person. And that's what makes me, ME. That's one of my characteristic in school. A cold-hearted tough sweetheart in school.

"Maria Katerina Cristobal" He called me for the last time and I hurriedly went outside of the classroom to see my dear bestfriend.

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