| Eight years after everything ended |
I'm someone from the same league as everyone.
Just plain normal Jane, no thing to boast about except for the fact that I have beautiful hands, which I'm proud for, and a talent for art.
It wasn't really that bad to live in earth until I met him.
My best friend wanted to have another friend in fear of making me all alone, I don't know what went through her brain to think that I'm alone but that's what happened.
Life is surely full of surprises.
I was swept away by his shamelessness and immediately feel dislike from his flamboyant attitude.
What more, he's a player.
And I hate players.
Turns out, life surely is a mystery.
This hater just fell for the player.
...It was another day and it's not good, I don't need to hear another 'good morning' because it's not.
Definitely not.
Seeing the look of fatigue in my eyes, no doubt about that. I wearily sigh and went out of bed to wash my face and just bring some liveliness back to my face, which I don't think will happen anytime soon.
After a nice hot shower, I took my bag filled with notes and lesson plan along with my laptop and a big purse packed with headache medicine and pens. Lots of pens.
I chose a simple snow colored turtleneck sweater and paired it with a pastel blue summer dress and see black boots.
I just dusted some foundation and slap some lipgloss on my lips before taking one more look. It was decent and that's fine, it's not like I'm going out on a runaway.
It's already autumn and the weather is a bit cold though it varies at times changing from hot to windy.
I got downstairs and take some three steam buns and nibbled along with it as I pour myself some tea.
"Feng Mian, you're gonna be late" my father said as he looked up from the newspaper he's reading.
"Oh shoot! Thanks dad!" I took my things from the table where I placed it and got up.
I notice my mother watching the TV and I couldn't help but say something to her.
"I'm going now....mom"
A minute has passed and there's still a slight tension in our house but it wasn't that bad compared to before.
Back then my mother there wouldn't even take notice of me and would pretend to not know my existence. Over the past years, she had come to conclusion that it's already done and nothing will ever change.
There's no more chance for me to fulfill her dreams.
"En"
At her one word response, I took off and turned the ignition on. It was just a small car I bought for myself when I first got my job. Inside my car, the thoughts in my head were calm. It was always the same and I believe that time will help relieve my mother's grudge towards me.
I hope.
It didn't take long enough for me to reach the school. I now work as an art teacher for Junior middle school students. It was tiring but it always manage to satisfy my desire of drawing.
As I walk through the hallway, there was already a mass of students seating in the room. It's just 6:30, class would start at 7:00 so I still have half an hour to rest.
Some students would stop and greet me, I would just nod at them with a smile and before long, I was already placing all my things to my desk.
A photo framing the five of us was seen in the right corner, it was obscured by a pot of cactus. Some folders and books were haphazardly seen on my table. Taking a seat, I leaned back and took my laptop to check on my records.
"Feng jiejie, how are you? You look a bit tired" one of my co-workers said, it was Ping Ling.
She's a math teacher, she just graduated two years ago and is younger than me by two years too. She's engaged to one of our co-workers, Mr. Jiang, a math teacher as well.
"Just a bit under the weather" I replied with a soft smile.
She was hesitating, she looks like someone who has eaten some sour fruit and couldn't wait to take it out of her mouth. I waited for her to tell me before I go to my class but she wouldn't budge and just stares at me.
"Ping Ling, you can ask" she heaved a sigh of relief and a string of words flew from her lips.
"By the way Feng jiejie, I actually have someone with me, a friend of my fiance Mr. Jiang- wait don't leave! Just hear me out please!"
I didn't want to hear the end of it because I already know! Argh! Ping Ling, you're too focused on my love life!
"Ping Ling!"
"He's someone from our University and he's a really good well mannered man. He's just a year older than you and he's a promising man! He's kind and understanding! So please Feng jiejie, just this once!"
I sighed in exasperation, she's like a mother hen after knowing that I haven't had a boyfriend ever. I mean I was too focused on college and now with work that I didn't have the time to invest to some relationships which I doubt will last.
My mother didn't really think too much of my love life, well my life in exact. I didn't expect her to just take me and have a man in her taste and decided that the two of us shall marry.
After my failure, she didn't force me again. Though it relieved me, it served as a result of failure in her mind. That I wasn't enough and should not be forced for it will not bear fruit again.
The disappointment in her eyes just wouldn't leave and now, I have to face the consequences of it.
Maybe it's really time to settle down.
Maybe?
"Fine" my ears almost blasted from her high pitched shout and I couldn't help but glare at her.
"Sorry" she said with a slight smile on her face.
That day, I didn't know that it will bring forth a person that will probably be my doom or the start of my luck in life.
Notes:
• Jiějiě means big sister, it can be said whether you have a blood relation or not to the person. It is also a term for those who are outside the family, a big sister, and is used only if the person that calls you is close to you.
• Junior middle school, also known as secondary school. Ranges from three years aged 12-15.***
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