Torpe Ako (Compiled Stories)

Story#2 Anika and Marion

Another fiction love story..sana may magmessage naman ng love story nila :))

So madami na ring reads ung 1st story kaya naisipan kong mag UD..

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Anika's POV

Ewan ko ba...ako ang babae tapos ako ang napaplanong magtapat kay Marion..he's my schoolmate and my crush..

he's a year older than I am pero I really like him..well almost 25% of the girl population likes him..sino ba namang hindi..

he's tall,handsome, smart, talented, and very kind..

May fan club pa nga siya eh...Marion's angels..thats what they call themselves

And the members are consist of rich pretty and attractive girls only..

SInce pumasok ako sa school na to, si Marion lang ang one and only crush ko..

Its not because of his looks or anything..there's something about him...its very hard to explain...hayy ewan 

Magaral ka na nga lang Anika!

*study mode*

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The next day [Monday]

As usual...every monday may flag sem.

And as usual..Im alone..we'll that ain't a surprise..

Since I came to this school no one ever approached me, not a single one

I ain't your typical geeky girl with glasses and pimples with braces, Im an average girl, 5'3'' in height, fair skin, black wavy hair, 50/50 eyesight..nothing to be alarmed of..

except I am quiet, unpredictable, deep, and kinda weird cuz I dont like signature anything..

Mas gusto kong namimili sa stores na kapag bumili ka ng damit eh yung pera mo napupunta sa donation..shoes lang naman ang signature items ko eh but for the clothes I'd chose Low quality but comfy.. enough of that..

Magisa akong nagpunta sa ground kung saan kami nakapila at magfa-flag sem.

Sa pinakadulo ako pumila kahit di naman ako ganun ka tangkad..pano yung mga girls na nasaharap eh nagchichikahan.. -.-

Nag-earphones na lang ako..since pwede naman ang gadgets..soundtrip muna ako..

NP: Enchanted - Taylor Swift

There I was again tonight

Forcing laughter, faking smiles

Same old tired, lonely place

Walls of insincerity

Shifting eyes and vacancy

Vanished when I saw your face

All I can see, is that it was enchanting to meet you

You're eyes whispered 'have we met?'

Crossed the room, your sillohuette

Starts to make its way to me

The playful conversation starts

Counter all your quick remarks

Like passing notes in secrecy

And it was enchanting to meet you