maybe i just want to be yours {zion kuwonu}

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my alarm goes off, it is three in the morning. it is finally, departure day. yay! as excited as i am, i hate the fact that i have to wake up super early. it is in fact a five hour drive, not including traffic. i roll out of bed and immediately go inside the bathroom. i proceed to wash my face and brush my teeth. i walk out the bathroom and stand right in front of my closet. hm, what should i wear? here i am staring at my closet that has so little clothing inside of it. well everything cute that i own is packed in my suitcase and i am not going to go through that thing. i make an executive decision and grab my old high school sweatpants from pe and a black cropped long sleeve. i brush my long dark brown hair and tie it up in a high pony tail. i stare at myself in the mirror. man i look like shit, but it will do. i walk out my room and make my way to the kitchen. my parents and my sister are already up and my mom is cooking breakfast.

"you're going to go to school like that?" my mom asks.

"yes ma, it doesn't matter. i am about to drive for five hours or more i have to be completely comfortable," i respond.

"when will your classes officially start?" my dad asks.

i look at the phone to see what today's date is, "today is september fifteen, a saturday. so i will be starting on monday, the seventeenth."

my mom finishes up cooking the breakfast. i grab a plate and some food and i devour it fairly quickly just because i need to start driving as soon as possible before traffic hits. it is already 3:57am, it's about to be 4:00am. i run back to my room to make sure i didn't leave anything important behind and to get my suitcase. everything else is already inside the car ready. i grab my car keys and go back to the kitchen to say goodbye to everyone.

"have a safe trip. remember to call when you get there," my mom says, as she gives me a hug.

"bye my little girl," my dad says, also hugging me.

my parents and my sister walk me out the house. my parents stay outside the door, watching me from a distance. my sister, walks me all the way to my car, "good luck in school, don't put so much effort in your academics. try going to parties little sis," she says.

"of course you did not want to say that in front of them." i giggle.

"well duh. i know we fight and stuff, but i love you. call me if you need anything, and please take my advice and do not isolate yourself in academics. you need to experience college the right way, with having fun. just don't abandon your education completely. i know your nerdy self showed through your first year."

"shut up, i am literally following your path. you did not start going to parties until your sophomore year. but i do love you."

"you're smart ana, please don't do stupid things."

"of course. if i do something stupid mom and dad will beat the shit out of me. haha filipino parents, you got to love them!"

she hugs me and i hug her back. i look over to my parents and the reaction on their faces are priceless. janice steps away and i get inside the car. i look through the window and they are all waving their goodbyes to me as i drive away.

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FUCK! three hours in and things are starting to go bad. my gps is being an idiot and i can not use my phone as a guide because my parents are still paying for my phone bill and we don't have unlimited data. my dad refuses to get it, and i can't do anything about it. i stop at a rest stop to try to get my gps to start functioning properly again. after ten long minutes it starts to work again. i drive back into the freeway and pray that nothing else goes wrong.

i am right on schedule and traffic is starting to form. i have a little over two hours to go. i am surprised that i did not have to stop to go to sleep or anything, even though i am starting to get a bit sleepy. i decide to push through and drive for another hour. at this point, i am exhausted. i pretty much drove for four hours straight, besides that little incident. i have one more hour left, and i am on schedule so i stop at a starbucks.

i park my car and walk inside the starbucks. right when i walk in a guy immediately catches my attention from his stunning looks. he is sitting at a table, next to a guy with blondish semi curly hair, it looks like he cut it. he appears to look hispanic. going back to the guy that caught my attention, i can't help but stare at him. he seems to be a mixed baby. perhaps a lightskin? he has blonde dreads and sparkling brown eyes. before it becomes creepy i look away and get myself into the line. i order a grande iced caramel macchiato with almond milk. me, being me, i sit at a table perfectly parallel to his table on the other side just so i can look at him.

"a venti caramel frappuccino for zion," a barista calls out. the guy that i am currently staring at walks up to grab that order. okay, so his name is zion. well now i know his name, that's a cool name. i am still looking at him, we make eye contact and i look away. for a second his brown eyes were looking in mine. fuck. he goes back to sit down, even though i was expecting him to leave. wow! well hopefully he does not think i was staring at him ever since i got here. actually, it's not like i am going to EVER see him ever again. so i have nothing to worry about. minutes later the barista says, "a venti vanilla bean frappuccino for edwin." the guys sitting next to zion gets up out of his seat to get the drink. his name is edwin, okay.

"a grande iced caramel macchiato with almond milk for ana," a barista calls out. i pass by zion and with my peripheral vision i can see that he looked at me. maybe that's just in my mind, but whatever.

i make my way out of the starbucks and zion stays sitting inside. part of me is hoping that he is going to come outside with me, but i know it is not going to happen. i get inside of my car and exclaim, "zion, here's to never seeing you again!"