*Clock ringing*
Crap.
I’m late for school again. I don’t feel like going though, to think it is my first day. I don’t like that school, Warton University. Why dad have to transfer me to my broth.. no, his other son’s university. I’m doing fine in Ika High, why do I have to follow the steps of that lanky nerd?!
All of my life I am being compared to Toby the lanky nerd, even though the whole nation knows that his mother is a whore – Marina Gabbi.. I am trying to look for good angles but I can’t really see what dad saw in her. She brainwashed my dad, I believe in that and she is also the reason why my mother had a heart failure which caused her death and since then, I did not only lost my mother.. I also lost my dad.
We own Wonny Technology, one of the world’s famous gadget manufacturers. So it is not really that difficult for sluts to run after my dad’s blings. I hate my father too, for having a weak heart. We are once a happy family but he is the one who destroyed it. Toby is not my father’s legal son, I am. Marina the witch and my dad is not married. But Toby is older than me, two years I think.
When my mother died four years ago, I discovered Marina and my father are seeing each other again and later on, Marina and Toby transferred in our house. That idea is sick, so I decided to leave if they will not. I don’t want to leave at all, all of my memories with my mother and childhood are in that house but it will be a total nightmare if I stayed.
Despite of all of my family drama, I never felt alone because of Natalie Young, my bestfriend since forever, I am in love with her and I regret that I didn’t tell her, it’s just that I am too.. broken and hopeless that the only person left who makes me happy is leaving me too. I know she loves me too even if she haven’t told me directly, she was crying when she told me she will leave me. But I can’t put the blame on her, she didn’t want to go.. it was her parents idea to migrate in London because of their work and they don’t want Nat, their princess to be all alone.
But I never lost contact with Nat. We talk on the phone everyday, but not much lately because she have this photography camp. We oftenly see each other on skype too. She never made me feel alone, but hugging her, holding her hand and smelling her hair…. it’s priceless. Modern technology cannot make me feel her cheerful and comforting aura.
If she is here today, right at my side, she will say things and force me to go to school and beat Toby. If she was here.. I will kiss her.
