~Enough with the Leana problem, I gotta focus first on the new environment that I have. There is a fair amount of old friends inside, but I have to expand my group in order to survive. Too bad that Prince couldn't join us. He is the only person got separated from my friends last year. So basically, I can approach three groups of friends at the moment. 
                              We were given your standard student-teacher orientation. Only a few of them acknowledged our age and level of intelligence. In short, we didn't introduce ourselves. But since there are new teachers that have been recruited since the past 3 months, we had to introduce ourselves again, maybe for the last time inside this school. I can't help but think of what I was going to do in the future. My head was still fixed on doing workouts and performing my duties. I had to think of a way to balance studying and all the things I need to accomplish at home. And at that first day, I realized that it was very difficult. Considering I would have to be in school at 7 in the morning and then I would go home by 4 in the afternoon.. what time do I have left for everything? I can't jog in the morning, because I would require a power nap in the afternoon. Sleeping is not allowed in school especially while class is ongoing, seems obvious enough. My body can't rest in a sitting position so I can't do that. 
                              Second, its my last year in senior high school. Grade 12. I'll have to give it my all to reach the "With Honor" status. I have been slacking off everyday of last year that I almost forgot my promise to Mom. This requires time to review after the lesson and before the day starts.
                              And lastly.. nahh. No need to think about that yet. I'll wait for her birthday to give the sunflowers I earned from Jae.
                              ~After the few days of orientation, performance tasks bursted into the picture here. The second we realized it, we were already crushed by the deadlines. One of them is Literature. Our teacher asked us to write a report on how our vacation went and to give it a twist, we have to insert an important lesson inside. Me, the guy who still couldn't move on after 2 months, wrote everything that happened. I excluded the part where she got mad though, but I still inserted the lesson in there. It was time to present or just give the lesson of the report, and then I made the most ridiculous move yet. I looked her in the eye, and said to the class,
                              "The most important lesson I've learned is that, we should think before speak. We are all responsible for the words that come out of our mouths. You may never know when your words are starting to hurt others."
                              After that, she looked away. There was something that changed in me. Of course I would still keep in mind that lesson she taught me but, I felt something different. I didn't feel.. any sign of fear. I didn't feel nervous, standing in front and speaking what I want to say. I guess I grew the confidence and lost the fear of doing what I need or want to do. Now thats a skill that I like.
                              ~Another performance task that I would like to share is when we were asked to perform a Zumba dance. Rather than just choosing and making our own moves, we have to memorize every step of the dance shown in the specific video. I'm not mad, atleast its plain and straightforward. I memorized the steps the day that our teacher showed us the video. And with that, obviously, I became our lead dancer. I got no shame, no fear. My only problem is someone that located at the other side at about 30 feet from where I stand. A girl that shifts her image. I saw her as a shy girl, then a classmate, then a folk dancer and lastly, a distant friend. Or if she still is a friend. I'll make sure that I won't fail. 
                              While we were practicing at the Gymnasium, Randle approached me.
                              "So Jason, how's it going with Leana? I heard something that happened.", he asked.
                              "Meh, I got nothing. Just plain powerless, hoping that I would be forgiven.", I replied.
                              "Have you apologized to her?"
                                      
                                   
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The Final Journey [COMPLETED]
Short StoryI'm ready to embark on another journey.. again. This is my last year of Senior High School. I've gone through a heck of a vacation, and I hope that everything turns out smoothly until the very last day as I imagined it to be. I want to fix my mistak...
 
                                               
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