Heheheheheheh. Hi. Uhmmmmmnnmmmm I love wot I did so far for this book...hope u enjoy it as much as I do~
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We arrived at our destination... I winced as the pressure from the airplane when landing hurts my ears. Im too sensitive. Tho a few minutes later, I feel better. That's good. We regroup at the luggage claim so my grandma (whose apparently leader of this little trip now) can do a head count to make sure we're all here...
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Urghh... My legs hurt from all the walking. We've been exploring the area ever since we got out from the airport. Its all 'cause we took the bus tour planned out by grandma. We all sat in the bus driving from one pre-historic monument to another. I sat in my sit alone, aching and hoping we'd go to the hotel sooner.My pastel pink backpack that was occupying the seat beside me has been plopped onto my lap. Qai sat there grinning widely at me.
"Uhmm, yes?" I said, hoping he gets the hint that I didn't want him here.
"Nothing, watcha' up to? Cuz I....."
Urgh, again with the small talk.I wanted to ignore him and do much more important things, such as staring out the window....But the kind and warm me forced myself to engage in a full-time conversation with him.
It started with school, then interest, then family. And before you know it, it has almost seem like we're starting over again. He'd even talk about how he'd remembered that my favourite food was sushi. That does brings back good memories...
I wanted to punch myself in the face for falling in love with his charmed looks and quirky attitude. But I was hopelessly overwhelmed...
"No,no,no,no,no,no" I chanted to myself.
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Bittersweet as it is...
Roman pour Adolescents"If you keep staying in the bitter past, you'll never see the sweetness in the future".