School again.... How I wish school didn't exist. Many people would say that school is seriously important, without it we won't learn anything about the things around us. That is the most common line people would say about school.
(Sighs) Three more weeks and it will be our exams..
Yeah, by the way, I'm Jane Anderson. I'm a 4th year high school student. I would like to tell you my biggest and deepest secret....
I actually have a crush on Oliver Stone... He is kind, handsome and a gentleman. A lot of girls actually are flirting around him. But I don't know if he's interested with me...He only talks to me when he needs something like a pencil or a paper.
Enough about him.. Now I'm walking going to the room to attend my first class.
I sat at the back, beside me is my friend Alexa. She knows my secret especially when it comes to love. She is my adviser or a love expert. I don't know... She really knows a lot about love.
"Class, you won't be having your 2nd and 3rd classes. Did all of you bring your cameras?" Ms. Alina asked.
Ugh. C'mon, photo journalism?!
"Our theme is either inspiration or nature." She added.
Hmmm... Nature! Perfect!
"Who will be capturing nature photos?" She asked.
Then most of us raised our hands. Ten classmates didn't raised their hands. Maybe they chose inspiration... One of those ten is Oliver.
"Okay, you may start now!" She said.
Then all of us went out of the room and visited gardens.
I went to the field and captured trees and clouds. Other things that I can see related to nature, I took a photo of it.
I noticed that Oliver wasn't taking a photo. He was just looking at the trees and flowers near the garden. He should have chose nature...
I was amazed by the flowers at my back so I took a photo of it. 5 photos... 1 more and I am done!
At last, I am finished. I went to the library and head straight to the computer. I printed the 6 photos I captured. I designed it and I am ready to present it in front of the class.
20 minutes left for the bell to rang. Maybe 5 students could present in front of the class within 20 minutes.
We went back to the classroom. And Ms. Alina said "Class, I need 5 volunteers to present their work in front."
My other classmates started to raise their hands. And 4 of them were picked. One more... The teacher chose Alexa. Maybe I'll be presenting tomorrow.
All of the 5 volunteers were presenting about nature. And when Alexa was done presenting, the bell rang..
I fixed my things then I went home. Good thing it's thursday. Only 3 classes.
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I opened my bag and do the assignments for tomorrow. I prepared the presentation I'll be presenting tomorrow. I placed it in my folder and after that I opened my Facebook account.
I looked at the posts of my classmates saying that they are excited for tomorrow. I don't know what is the reason.
I was surprised when Alexa messaged me. She said 'Good luck Jane!'
Good luck? Why?
I messaged her but she didn't reply. My mom barged in and said "Sleep now Jane. You'll be early tomorrow."
I turned off the computer and slept. I need to.
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I woke up early in the morning. I dressed and ate my breakfast. I directly head to the school. "Goodbye Mom!" I exclaimed. Then left.
I went inside the room and Jennifer, my friend said "Good luck Jane!"
I didn't mind what she said. I was wondering why Alexa and Jen were saying "Good luck Jane!"
What will happen?! Ugh. I am so curious about that.
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2 classes passed and 2 more to go. Ms. Alina went inside the room. We prayed before we started the class.
She then said "The presentation will be continued today. Umm... Jane?"
"Yeah, sure." I said.
I placed my work on the board and explained all about the pictures I took.
"Trees. They serve as our shelter from the cold and heat. They provide us nutritious fruits. Trees for me means Life because without them we won't have wood to build houses. We won't have fruits to eat. So trees are important..." I explained.
"Flowers. They make our environment unique. They beautify the world..." I said.
"Very well, Ms. Anderson." Ms. Alina said.
"Next?" She added.
Oliver raised his hand. Hmm... Inspiration.. Who could that be?
"Inspiration. What is it? Well, it is a force or an influence that inspires someone. But for me, inspiration is something that you have to another person. You admire them. And I would like to show you pictures of my inspiration..."
I was surprised when he opened a cartolina with my pictures... I am his inspiration?! That is the reason why they were saying good luck...
"Jane Anderson is my inspiration... She is a kind and beautiful girl. I didn't notice her at first but when I started to talk to her I kinda like her. And that little crush became something more than it. But I don't think she feels the same way... I just want you to know that 'The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.'. I hope you could see and feel what I also feel about you.."
"Okay.. That was great!" Ms. Alina said.
I'm speechless. I don't know what to say... My mind is still absorbing the things he just said.
He didn't take a seat yet. He stayed there in front and said "Jane.. I would like to take this opportunity to ask you something. I don't care what they say or see. But I care about you. Jane.. Do you feel the same way?"
Few seconds passed. There was complete silence around the room. My mind stopped from thinking about my problems and I eventually said "Yes."
He smiled at me. Our teacher was laughing at us. This is embarrassing but the best day ever.
I was his inspiration... I didn't expect all of this will happen. But I am really happy about all of these.
I admired him and he admired me... I don't know what will happen next..
Stolen pictures? Hmmm...
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