Short-story || A high school student named Charlie was bullied by his schoolmate because of being alone, Others don't know why Charlie was alone, Sometimes, Charlie read his cheap and non-sense book to be happy. But then again, He met Grace, A wallflower of kingdom high. They met in an extra-ordinary day. Is their friendship goes deeper and deeper?

A writer. A weird stranger. A lot of little conversations. An online understanding. Every night. 23:11.

Uso pa pala sa panahon ngayon ang fixed marriage, arrange marriage o kung anu mang tawag dun. Magugustuhan mo kaya kapag nasa katauhan ka ng isang Isabelle Diaz na ipinakasal sa isang Cortez? Masasabi kaya niya ang katagang "Get me, Dwight!" ng may pagmamahal? At sasagutin kaya ng isang Dwight Lucas Cortez ng "Got you, Isabelle." ng may buong pusong pagmamahal?

"Haay, loko ka…sana hindi ka na lang nagpakita ulit sa akin...Hah! Dalawang buwan ka lang namang hindi nagparamdam. Kaya ka nawala dahil naging abala ka sa kanya, ganun? Tapos ako, dededmahin mo na lang? Eh gago ka pala eh! Sana hindi ka na lang bumalik kung iiwan mo din naman ako…”

Pareho tayong tao. Humihinga. Lumalakad. Kumakain. Nagnanais. Nagmamahal. Pero I had no idea na mas marami pa pala tayong pagkakapareho. *** (One Shot) | lipatpahina (4/5/14) {4/7/14 - Short Story #79, Teen Fiction #141} {4/9/14 - Short Story #56, Teen Fiction #96}

Published under Pop Fiction/Summit Media. She's rich, he's not. She's the student body president, he's struggling to pass math. She's the queen bee, he's the loner in school. Celeste Graham is on the top of the high school food chain. Students look up to her, but some just plainly feel intimidated. Being popular isn't exactly the greener side of the meadow, but just one night of getting locked into the school with a "nobody" made Celeste feel normal and genuinely happy. Both of them bring a hidden side to each other. They might disagree most of the time, but that was a little price to pay for falling for their polar opposite.

Ilang beses ba nating tinanong ang sarili natin kung mapapansin ba tayo ng mga taong mahal natin? Ilang beses ka ba magtatanong sa buong buhay mo? At ano sa tingin mo ang magiging sagot? "Mapapansin kaya ako? Ang pag-ibig ko? Ang katauhan ko? Mapapansin Kaya?" Paano kung hindi? Paano kung oo? Magkaiba ba ang gagawin mong desisyon o pareho lang? Mag-iiba ba ang pananaw mo o magpapatuloy ka lang sa kung anong alam mong constant? Umaatikabong fame laban sa umaatikabong pag-ibig.

Is Love really sweeter the second time around?