Ms. Snob meets Mr. Intimidating

Chapter 3: When the Rain Pours Down

I looked up in the sky and I felt gloomy. I don't know but maybe this day will just be an ordinary Thursday for me -- well, I was wrong.

November 10

Freaking 10. I started to hate that number since... ugh! ~~Nevermind

I prepared myself in going to school while mom is at the dining area preparing some breakfast and dad is in his usual coffee and newspaper. I ate my meal in a moment because I'm afraid that I'll be late again. I found myself coughing almost heavily because of that.

"whoa! Easy my dear, you may want to drink a cup of milk." my mom offered me the milk she made. I really don't want to drink milk in the morning because I might fell asleep so I told her that I'll just drink it later in the evening. Instead, I drank water and I'm off to school. We have a car but I decided to ride the bus to school everyday because I'm still afraid of driving in my own.

It was rainy and the road was so wet that sometimes I almost trip myself. I rode the bus without mishaps and find my way to an empty 2 seaters. I comfortably took my seat beside the window and looked at the scenery. It was moderately traffic and many people are going their way to their businesses.

The bus suddenly stopped on the red light signal so I can thoroughly see the students and some other people passing inside and outside of my former school. I suddenly felt a pang of missing that school. It was memorable, both bad and good.

Today is November freaking 10, it was a year since I saw him and it was also the day I bid goodbye to my former school.

***FLASHBACK***

November 10, former school

I was at the empty pavilion in front of the Engineering building. Almost everyone has already gone home and only few students are passing by that pav. I was crying heavily but I'm containing my sobs. It was the day I found out that I must leave that university, my friends, my life. I was really down but I don't really want my friends and other people to see my current state.

I don't want to cry in front of them. I don't want them to see that I am weak.

I suddenly stopped myself from crying and instead I let myself savor the last moments that I could see again the beautiful facade of the buildings and other sceneries of my school, my soon to be ex-school.

Suddenly, someone patted my back, but I already know who it was because I felt his arms protectively encircling my waist and kissed my head. I instantly feel protected, comforted and loved whenever he does it for me. It was addicting, I tilted back my body to feel the warmth he was radiating.

I don't know how you felt right now but you know that I'm always be here for you.

I love you Kate.

I love you Kate.

I love you Kate.

Whenever he confess his love for me, he have to say it 3 times because he said it means just like the 3 letter word I LOVE YOU. He is sweet, he always gives me the love that I never felt from others.

He completes me. He is mine and I am his.

I always think that we will be together forever. I know its too cliche but I always have this feeling of cloud nine whenever I am with him. His smiles, laughters and his famous smirk is my strength, his sport is my favorite, his friends are my friends, his loved ones are also the ones I love and I truly love him. His natural hazelnut eyes are always looking at me intently, lovingly. It was so captivating that I can't take my eyes off him. I can't even try to lie to him whenever I have to and instead I always tells him the truth about certain things.