Intelligent Mind Equals Foolish Heart

IMEFH - Chapter 31

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So yun, here's the Chapter 31 and maybe I'll be posting another chapter tom :)

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If you would have ask me years ago about what my ideal man is, I would have answered you that would be a guy who is perfectly sweet. You know, that kind of guy I used to watched on movies, a guy who would give a girl bunch of flowers and chocolates with immense group of people witnessing it. Someone who would make placards with letters printed asking me out or can you be my girl. Sounds corny I know but yeah.

But that WAS years ago. Because as of now, Jeron is my ideal guy. I know he's just an inch from my ideal guy years ago but yeah, if I'd be asked the very same question this time, Jeron would be my answer. At wala akong pakialam kung di ko maranasan Kay Jeron yun dahil simpleng titig nya lang, kikiligin na ako to the nth level! wahihi

But it would still be nice kung may gagawa sayo nun ngayon! I cursed my conscience.

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Maaga akong pumunta ng school. 7:00 though 8:00 am pa ang opening of the 1 week activity.

"Jane?" someone called me in the hallway.

"Uh-huh." I mumbled.

"Hinahanap ka sa classroom." said she then walked away.

Anong meron?

I found myself walking towards the CE building with my heart beating faster for unexplained reason. Nagtaka ako ng makita ko ang mga kaklase ko outside the classroom forming a line and instead of wearing our Intrams jersey, they are all wearing red. At nung inabot sa akin ang isang long-stemmed red rose ng unang student sa line, lalo kong naramdaman that something is really wrong. Gusto kong papaniwalain ang sarili ko that Jeron is behind all of these but the color itself would strongly says NO. It's not him. Jeron has that unexplained hatred for the color.

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11 red roses from my all-smiled classmates outside the classroom and then I heard the strumming of guitar while my other classmate slowly opened the door.

The guy in Red started to sing the Five for Fighting SUPERMAN while I stood in nearly distance from him appalled.

I can't stand to fly

I'm not that naive

I'm just out to find

The better part of me

I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane

I'm more than some pretty face beside a train