(#1 In The Acceptatio Series)
"What happened to mom and dad?" I asked lowly.
"Kenneth, you have no need to worry. Just go ahead and play with your friends,"
I was getting upset by not knowing the truth. "But I want to know!"
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Kenneth Knowles does n...
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Kenneth
16 September 2001
The day my parents left me alone to live with my aunt. I never could figure out why they left. Thirteen years passed by and now I was eighteen. I hate to remember the times when they left me at the doorstep of Aunt Susan's house. All drenched wet, the look on their face was the only thing I could remember. But as time went by, I come to forget their faces slowly and that was the thing I hated the most. To forget someone who gave you life.
I have grown up to be nothing but a teenager who hides away from people. I still lived with my Aunt Susan, she was here, seeing me wearing the graduation robe as today we had one. The principal was giving a 'monumental' speech on the stage, saying about our batch was the most intelligent. He mentioned some names, even mine. Talking about how we beat the odds of science and mathematics. I was not proud of the matter, it made me felt like I was nothing more but a school's hope for breaking the rules of knowledge. In other words: A Nerd.
I sat quietly at my seat, feeling all eyes on me as the principal started to talk about me. Everyone knew me as the Knowles son, the detectives. They assumed that my parents were detective, they expect me to be one in disguise. But no, I did not. To be truthful, I really do not know what I want to become. My memories of what I want to do left my mind years ago, and I was now feeling hopeless of my future. They say good grades brings you anywhere but mine does not. Even if I had the option to go somewhere, I would not take it.
"I am very honoured to have these batch of students in our school. They have shown so much discipline and courage to what they do. There is nothing more exciting for a teacher than to have his or her students be accomplished in their life. In any field you go next to pursue your studies, be sure to remember, that success is not in what you do, but how you do it,"
"-success is not in what you do, but how you do it," I spoke the words at the same time as him. I knew well enough of the quote he often used. It was being said over and over again since the day I got to this school. My eyes wandered to anywhere but the principal's speech. It landed on Evelyn Kaia, the girl I have a crush on since day one. We never truly spoke, she was way cooler than I was, more suitable with someone who was more buffed. She was those type of girls, to go with jocks. I looked down to myself, I was not that skinny. I have muscles, but they were not as tough as the football players nor the athletes in this school. She is the queen of homecoming, prom queen, beauty pageant and I also know that she would like to be an archaeologist. I know... very far different from what her type of girl usually wanted to be, but she chose something different for her future and I could not be more proud of the girl.
Why I think she may not like me? The truth was that I was just not as cool, being the son of the disappeared parents is the only thing that kept my name on people's mouth. Their words laced with sympathy for what I have gone through. But the sympathy was nothing compared to my emptiness. She never even looked my way, she was just that good to even be someone's girl. An independent girl. My type.
