Cross and Change
-SimpleJangKi
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A cold girl is for a cold guy
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Busy streets... cold people...
Sometimes I think of things like "Do all people around you see as the person you're thinking you are?" or it only goes to the other way. You know to yourself you're good, but people will say you're not. You think you have done your best but things slip out of your hands and run to where you're heart will only suffer from the severe pain that swallows the anger inside of you. As far as I can remember, I can laugh. I can make an innocent smile. But one day, I have just woken up with my smile stolen by my deep critical thinking. My laughter was thrown away to the gates of the never ended loneliness. And above all of these things, I don't know why I am like this. They just tell me that I'm a cold guy.
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Busy streets... cold people...
I want to hear my inner voice. It cries out every night I watch that half reality game show while eating some popcorns. But every time I step out of my doors, those scary eyes are scanning my entire personality. Others find me difficult to understand but isn't it you who can't analyze you're insecurities? Don't you know who I am? Oh! Let me take my question and turn it on the other way, do you know who I am? Oh please, I know why I am like this. They just tell me that I'm a cold girl.
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CHARACTERS
Gummy
Dale
Leiden
Jess
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Since it's been the last month of the year, feeling of loneliness is approaching me. I come to the point where I feel self pity. I always say to myself that I don't want to reminisce those moments before but I can't help it. Although my physical look is a success, still my feelings are trying to escape. I got too early here in school so I decided to roam around. Aissh! I should have sleep more. I walk like a zombie in the pathway, hallway, canteen area and library. It's too early that no one was already here. This school seems a ghost town. Aissh! I'm starting to get bored.
As minutes goes by, I can see students coming. All of them have their own lives, well I don't care. Anyway, do we have an assignment? I think it's better to do it now. I go straight ahead to my room and as I opened the doors, I hear these voices saying, "Good Morning Dale!", "Hey what's up dude!","Kyaaah Dale! Did you sleep well?" I just look at them with ignore-them-Dale-face. I sit to my chair and I get my notebook to check all my notes. I did not do this homework last evening because I really feel tired, just like now. Hehe, ok... I'm a lazy person, not so obvious.
Since I just need to write an essay, it's not hard for me to finish it in half a minute. I love writing essays. You can write every thought you have because there is a right or wrong opinion. At last! I'm done. Let me take a nap.
"Oh my gosh~ Look!"
Urgh... these bunch of weird girls... again.
"Aww... He's like a snow prince."
"Dale is my prince charming. I want to kiss him"
Aissh! Are they really chatting in silence? Their crazy ideas make me puke. Now come on, I know I have this irresistible looks. I have this blonde hair (which I dye last summer), a white and milky skin, my lips is quite the type you can't get over and I'm tall as they say. I think I have a beautiful eyes and nose that's why I can't blame them. Hehe...
