The Lonesome One

Chapter 1

For every “I love you” that I have spoken through my mouth, only one was real. Well, I’m not implying that I was a playboy. To be honest, I’m shy when it comes to talking to girls. I know that on my age, it’s normal for a teenager to fall in love and develop their own relationships. I’m already seventeen, a senior high school student. I’m not that smart nor dumb so I entered a decent school. For the love of God, I got accepted. Well, it’s not that hard actually. At this time around, I was still single. I was still moving on from a breakup from my first girlfriend. On the first day of school, I sat on the corner of the room. I could hear cheerful conversations from my school mates. I was aware that I was alone because what would you expect from a transfer student. Yes, I transferred to that school which was really far from my parent’s home. I accepted the consequences including being a boarder and being far away from the environment I grew up. First period was Science. As usual, it was a time where everyone would introduce themselves. On my turn, I just introduced myself as if I was introducing back from junior high. “I’m Kayl P. Hanz. I’m seventeen years old and I live in #2 Sam Street Demolas City”. Yep, that’s me. That’s what my life is about. Introducing myself for some unfamiliar faces on an unfamiliar environment.

I haven’t made friends yet. My plan was to develop friendships for a better influence spread. A girl approached me after the first period. She seems nice. She was small and cute. “Hi Kayl, I’m Lily A. Daysin. Nice to meet you!” She said. “Nice to meet you too” I replied with a smile. She was actually nice. I thought what was going to happen to me if no one approached me. For the second period, it was time for Speech Development. As usual, we have to introduce ourselves. Following the same procedure, I survived the second period. For the third period, it is time for Statistics Studies. I honestly love this subject even though I hate math. What I hate about it was the introductions. I hate this same procedure. It was break time, I went outside the campus to go to the convenience store. While walking down the roadside, I was tapped on the shoulder by someone. I turned around and there I saw Lily. She was smiling at me. I asked, “Do you need something?” She replied, “Oh nothing, I was going to the convenience store myself but then I saw you.” After that, Lily and I walked together to the convenience store. On that very moment, I conversed with my first friend.

I wonder how many times I’ve gone through this thing. Meeting girls, talking to them and befriending them. But then I remembered, it was only a random thought which was useless. To be honest, Lily is a nice girl but I can’t risk to lose my first friend. After school, I rode my motorcycle to get home. It wasn’t that far actually but I don’t want to leave my wheels behind. It was already 6:00 pm when I arrived on my apartment. It was kind of lonely for me because it was my first time to live by myself. First things first, I prepared my dinner. It was a regular cup noodles and some bread. It was a typical dinner for a boarder like me but it’ll do. After dinner, I browsed through my stationary to find my drawing pad. I was actually on the mood to practice my own art style. But I was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. I was actually pissed because it was already 7:45 in the evening, why would they knock like that. Disturbing peace is actually a valid reason to be pissed. I went to the doorway to meet the maniac who’s knocking like a mad man. As I unlocked the door knob, I sensed an intent to kill.  I hesitated to open the door but fuck it. I slightly opened the door but it was forced open with a force of an adult. I fell down on my back. I don’t know what was going on. It was all fuzzy. I hear a man’s voice saying, “Is that him?” and was followed by a girl’s small voice saying, “Yep, that’s him.” After that, I blacked out.