Chapter 4 I'm Friendzoned

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      The next morning went off smooth. Those things that bugged me were finally gone. I prayed last night, though. I prayed that everything could get better. I didn’t know if God would grant my wish or if He had something better in his mind. That reminded me of the time when Sam and I were atheists. That was until she wished for a shooting star when we were younger. She prayed to see one because she thought it’d look beautiful in the dark sky. She prayed to God that she’d to see a shooting star. But she didn’t want an ordinary star. She asked a star that sparkled that was bright enough to make the sky look morning again. Sam and I never saw a shooting star. I guess Sam wanted to see a shooting star because they looked beautiful in the cartons she watched. One evening when Sam and I were hanging out on top of a water tank nearby Sam’s house, we were quietly staring up at the sky where stars would look like they were attached to the horizon. The stars were bright but they shined differently. Sam was smiling while were lying down just beside the rails when she saw a shooting star. I was staring at her, so I didn’t see it. She was astonished right after I saw something reflected bluish brightness to her face. She went up happily and excited. She asked me if I saw the shooting star she saw. I believed she did see something because of the blue light. It must have been something cool because there’s nothing that could have produced a beautiful light. She was so happy and thanked God for the granted wish. Starting that night, she prayed every single time she went to sleep. I gladly joined this new belief. Her parents didn’t know at first that we secretly attend church. When they found out, Sam and I convinced them of being Christians. I couldn’t believe how impossible that thing we just did. We actually changed their family schedule. Sam and I always liked sightseeing. And that miracle she witnessed made us love sightseeing even more. I had too much memories I went over that I didn’t notice I was already at school. I went through the front and walked to our class room. I tried to seek for Sam but I couldn’t see her. She wasn’t in school yet. I was probably too early. But time passed. Everybody was already in except for Sam. The first class started, still without any sign of Sam. Sebastian, seating next to me, noticed I was a bit distracted.

      “Jake,” he called to me but I didn’t look the first time. “Jake.”

      “Yeah?” I looked back at him.

      “You looking for Sam?”

      “I guess so,”

      “Okay,” he said. “She probably missed first class. She’ll probably come in later.”

      I convinced myself that what Sebastian was saying is true, but it wasn’t. The whole day, I was waiting for her to come to school or at least call me. I started to have bad feelings. What if Sam had another family problem? It would have been my fault. Class ended. She still wasn’t around. Sebastian and I were walking past the library when I saw Melody, calling someone while sitting on the library bench.

      “Dude, I’ll just talk to Melody.” I said.

      “Okay,” he said. “Do her too, dude.”

      “Shut up,” I walked to her, leaving Sebastian behind.

      I waited for Melody to finish her call. It didn’t take a while though. When she finished, she turned to look up to me. She smiled to me and stood up from the bench.

      “Hi, Jake,” she said. “Looking for Sam? She’s not around.”

      “That Sam?” I asked. “Talking on the phone?”

      “Yeah,” she chuckled. “She just asked what she missed at class.”

      “Oh,” I got upset. I wanted her to ask about me. But I was just stupid. “Okay.”

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