Purpose

Chapter 1 - They meet again

Chapter 1

Jane's POV

I'm Jane Brisano. 17 years of age, going 18 this coming September 22. A sophomore college student of Ace College, taking the course of BS Travel and Tour Management that means the future International Flight Attendant. Currently standing in the position of nobody to anyone in this campus. A shadow to anyone to be exact. I really never made out of the dark when I step into college. Way back High School days; I was the Executive Secretary of the Supreme Student Council. One of the dancers yet to be known to all students. One of the crazy girls that nailed every Best in Talent award but never the real competition. The innocent girl ever known in that private Christian school. One of the senior girls where every little girl came rushing to me to hug and greet with a big smile every time someone sees me. This girl who every faculty member knows I had this breathing problem called Hyper Ventilation. Everyone's attention was in me every time Hyper Ventilation attacks. Oh God, that is the most embarrassing moment for me. It just gives me the creeps to remember it. Owkaaay, moving on. The one who is very active at every extra-curricular activities at school. So much about me for an introduction huh? Hahaha. So here goes.

So here I am in the campus walking down to my favorite spot in the Garden of Hope, which is the big tree where no one dares to sit under its shade, to spend my free time relaxing or reading a book while my girl friends is with their boyfriends leaving me by myself alone. They're just the most amazing friends I met when I entered college, isn't? Ok. It's just me feeling the fresh air brush to my face and it just came in to me to reminisce about the past, about Bryan Allen Tolentino.

Bryan was my boyfriend way back 3rd Year High school. Our relationship lasted almost 2 years. We broke up before entering college, so till then we went to our separated ways. I don't even know what college he got in to. Well he actually was the one who ended the relationship, him saying he got fed up and bored of our thing we had and that's it. I wasn't reminiscing the break up moment; it was the time where I was happy with him. Those happy days and those sweet memories he left me to remember. The first argument we had, it was my fault. I went to his house just to apologize for what I did walking in the middle of a burning sun, which it isn't good for my health because of my breathing problem, we talked as I said my sorry and not to do it again. Bryan explaining how he got worried for me because he cared so much and that made me realize how much love he can give. That rainy day where we danced, played, and hugged in the middle of the rain even though people passing by kept glaring at us. It seems we don't care what other people was thinking about us. Those times when we were in his room doing nothing, just to take a nap together and me staring at his face quietly amazed by his looks. We had this staring game, whoever blinks gets a kiss from the winner. Bryan wasn't into the game; he was just like super really into the game. Bryan just kept on blinking every time the new round begins, me being the one who made that one rule followed it. He got a lot of kisses from me. Just great. It’s just unfair. I never got a kiss from him. Hahaha. Bryan was acting as the cutest kid ever lived begged me for a kiss. Okay, that was the greatest time I had with him. Of course not about the kisses, but because of how we interact with each other that gave us to laugh our hearts out. And not noticing, I smiled and created a faint laugh out of nowhere. Not until then I got bumped into some guy.

"OOOF!" As my books fell and scattered to the lonely grass.

"Oh jeez, I'm sorry" I said to the guy while sitting low to pick up my scattered novel books.

"Oh, no. It's my fault I wasn't looking. I'm sorry Miss." he noticed my books. "You sure love reading love novel books huh? You remind me of someone very special to me that I was just thinking about." helping with my books.

I know he was smirking even I wasn't looking at him. Jerk! I want to strangle your neck to death! As my subconscious said to me. Calm down you inner me, let me handle this. "No, no. It's ok. It's fine, really." And there, we got bumped again against our forehead.