It was in our Algebra Class when I met her. She's late for our class. Looks like a classy and simple woman. Not one, uhm, I think I would be having a long term relationship with. Oh, by the way, her name is Alleli. A very simple woman, but I think... Well, guess what I think.
We spent a lot of days in our college in that well-known but not that exclusive school. We are always there whenever we go out for lunch or whatever. Until, my high school classmate, Malou, decided to go abroad and earn a living. That's when Alleli and I find time to get to know each other better.
We usually hang out in the mall. Since this girl is really that classy to be buying stuff in small stores or markets. The thing we always argue about. We treated each other like sisters. I even call her stupid in her face. I remember the exact phrase I told her when she often asked me questions about stuff. It was like, "You know every time I talk to you, I think I'm the smartest" But, she's just smiling at me because she knew it was out of my mouth when I said that.
We even have the same failed subjects. Especially in Algebra. We felt hurt that we both failed in the subject because we at least made an effort to attend this class. But we must admit that we are not that great when it comes to dealing with numbers mixed with numbers. We are just an accessory to the classroom, to be honest. If we only knew that we would both fail this subject, we should have just hung out in the mall and done the things that would make us both happy and entertained. By the way, our professor here is Sir Erick Relayson. A Mapua graduate. An engineer.
So there, you know about how somehow the situation we have been through has deepened our friendship. But you know, life is not always fair, and some things changed for a good reason. Things changed when we were in our 2nd term of college. She found another group and I was hurt. Another group of friends embraced me and told me to leave her. [That was che-che and the gang. A more notorious group that would open my eyes to another world in college] But, I still didn't leave her. I even made myself available for her when she needed a shoulder to cry on with her love affairs that I hardly knew. Haha!
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Life after High School
Short StoryThe story behind finishing a Psychology Degree amidst trials