Day 24: Ray Bans (How To Be A Jerk) by Tiffany Jane Tec

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"Listen to every word that I say, got that?" he put his cap on his head then take a twist then poses, then he smiled.

"Sure captain" I awkwardly smiled after him.

"STEP NUMBER 1. Learn to do the twist" We are on the hallway, while my dear captain/brother in heart is dancing and doing some cool moves. Like turning upside down and twisting, like he’s dancing where no one is watching, though many were… especially if he’s the most popular guy in the campus. YES, He is.

"But why?" before I asked that question, I quickly take down notes of what’s step no.1.

People around us started clapping and cheering for him, almost every girls. 

He stop for a moment then patted my head.

"Because you’ll look cool" then everyone shouted “WOO!” when he winked, all girls blushed.

We continue walking while he was slowly waving goodbye to his… fans I think.

"STEP NUMBER 2. Smile when you see someone even if you don’t know him" Then again, I wrote it on my notebook.

"But what if that guy is a killer or psycho or something" I asked him. He stop walking then he smile to the guy who was walking before us.

"That is called being "unlucky" He laughed for a moment then continue walking.

"STEP NUMBER 3. Wink at girls" I have a girlfriend! She might get jealous.

"I have a girlfriend" I said before taking down notes.

He smiled a bit before saying the words “lucky”.

"STEP NUMBER 4. Take the risk" I stopped walking. A girl walk through the hall, and yes, he did the step number three. Happy go lucky guy, I thought.

Before he tell me the last step, he invited me to treat him for lunch, now that he gave so much information on how to popular. Knowing that it’s HOW TO BE A JERK. 

Students from the campus started staring at him.. then me… then at him, maybe they’re thinking why would a popular guy named Kent would hang out with this stupid nerdy campus newspaper journalist. 

I tried to hide my fists, because I might punch one of them. Yes, I’m really sensitive, especially in this kind of things.

"Why do you wanna know this type of things Seph?" he asked. Yes, It’s kinda intriguing knowing a guy like me would be interesting in this kind of things.

"To gain a friend" Yes. That’s my first reason. And also, I want to know what attitude does he have.. his real attitude, not the fake one he’s showing to the people.

"And hope that I could be still the "me" back then when we were in middle school?" he was straight to the point. And yes, that’s my third reason.

He smiled bitterly.

We used to be the best of friends, and when college came, our friendship was ruin in one girl, my girlfriend.

"That won’t do" He sat at his chair, still looking cool and almost girls drools at him.

"Last but not the least, STEP NUMBER 5…." he looked at me silently before saying the last step.

"Be the real guy, not the perfect one, because a perfect guy is not real… And,  you’ve got to follow your passion. You’ve got to figure out what it is you love—who you really are. And have the courage to do that, I believe that the only courage anybody ever need is the courage to follow your dreams" 

"And also, I want you to know that you are still my only real friend" he added.

And there was me. Mouth slightly open.

Then he put his ray bans on.

I closed my notebook then called my girlfriend, "I want you to know that I still love you, though you love him more, but.. I really want to follow my dreams that’s why I’m calling you…" 

There was a moment of silence.

"You talked to him?" she asked me. She was near from crying.

"Yes, now I know why you love him that much" Now, I was the one smiling bitterly. I ended our conversation.

I really don’t understand why he chooses friendship over love? I looked at him. 

"Better take care of her, because she deserves you, not some a waste person like me"  then after some minutes, he went away.

That guy, with a ray bans on, was my only real friend. Choosing friendship over love… is not impossible when it comes to him. Because, he knew, everyone deserves happiness, and he won’t be the one taking it away, especially to me. Selfish, yes. But I will never regret. But why does it looks like that I’m taking away his only happiness?

I run towards him and gave him my phone, he looked at me, curious.

"Call her" I said.

He looked at me then I nod at him before I walk away. Thanks to him, I felt freedom and remove those guilt. 

Thanks to the step by step process, on HOW TO LEARN TO LET GO.

One month to go, before he will leave this world just like everyone else. Stage 2, Cancer.

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