*Here we go, come with me
There's a world out there that we should see
Take my hand, close your eyes with you right here, I'm a rocketeer*
"Oh please, another 5 minutes." I covered my ears with the pillow that I was hugging and buried my face on another pillow.
*Let's fly Up, up here we go
Up, up here we go
Let's fly Up, up here we go, go
Where we stop nobody knows, knows* [TN:you can listen to the song here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m1Hp7FtuKdk ]
"Uggh! Five minutes, just five more minutes!" I reached for the alarm clock and turned it off. Isn't my alarm clock great? It has a ringtone. I just won this in a raffle in the supermarket :D
I was almost in the grasp of sleep when a monster knocked.
"Hoy Rodriguez, it's the second week of June already! Where's your rent?! You're already one week delayed!" shet, here comes the rent dues. Our landlord is very annoying; I've already told him that I won't be able to pay the rent because my salary is also delayed! "Hoy Rodriguez! I know that you're in there! Open this door and pay your rent!"
I ignored him and let him knock and shout all he wants while I change into my school uniform. I opened my window and jumped out from the second floor. Oops, I'm not superman. I just can jump from the second floor because our apartment is not that high. And of course, I'm just accustomed to jumping from this floor whenever due dates are around. Just like Spiderman, jumping from here to there, and everywhere~
Haaay, time for school again. Shet come on, I don't know what is it with our school. Do you know what school I am attending? Willford Academy, sounds classy right? Well, it's a school for the rich *cliché*. It was said that it is the school for the children of famous personalities or models and actors. But, don't even think that I am rich, famous or beautiful. I am the total opposite, as in X & Y situation.
"Freshmen, please proceed to the gymnasium. Freshmen, please proceed to the gymnasium. "
"Oh, I'm just on time, the opening ceremony will start." I was on my way to the gymnasium. The hall was a bit cramped because the majority of the students are going there as well. So it was no surprise that I bumped into a girl.
"Err, what the?! Look where you're going!" she rolled her eyes at me. I expected this, I expected that the students will be like this— snobbish and judgmental. After all, they are spoiled rich brats.
Inside the gymnasium, I was sitting on my assigned seat. There are numbers on the seats and each number was assigned to a student. I was seated a bit towards the back because my surname starts with the letter "R".
"And that ends my speech. Now, I would like to present to all of you this year's student council president. Let's give a warm of applause to Mr. Cross Sandford!"
Everyone applauded and I lazily joined them. To be honest, I'm already bored with this opening ceremony. What's more annoying is that the two girls beside me are noisy and flirty.
"Oh gosh, I knew it! Prince Cross will be our student council president! He's so smart and also handsome, so perfect!
"So true, Prince Cross, marry me!"
"Stupid. He'll marry me!"
"No, he'll not. He'll marry me."
Shet. He'll marry a horse so you two should shut up. Stahp. Do you think this is an anime? You're fangirling over the School Council President? I looked at the guy named Cross who was standing in front. Hmm… he looks nice; I can't deny that he's handsome. What to do you expect? The people who are attending this school are models, it's obvious that they'd all look good. But, he looks arrogant or maybe it's because he's rich. I think rich people are arrogant, that's my view in life.
"That's all, thank you" another applause when he walks down the stage after his speech that I didn't bother to listen to. After that, there are more boring speeches. The ceremony closed after an hour, and we were then sent to our classrooms. I am assigned to class 1B. I sat in the corner near the window.
No one is taking notice of me, if ever there are some, they are just trying to gauge me. They will glare at me with disgust and then laugh. Yeah sure… go ahead… I'm ugly, right? I'm sorry okay? Geez.
Our teacher came in and as a tradition every first day of classes, we were called one by one to introduce ourselves in front I really hate this.
"Hi. I'm Reah Rodriguez, Eya for short. That's all." I'm done with my introductions and was about to return to my seat when someone asked.
"Excuse me." I stopped and looked at the girl who called out to me.
Disgust was written on her face, "Why are you ugly?"
"It's because you're pretty." I smiled at her and returned to my place. Since the start, I already expected to be called "ugly". I'm already used to it.
I know that I am ugly, wide forehead, small nose with no great shape, chapped-lips, pimples that can make constellations, dry skin, frizzy hair, and short in stature. See? Ugly, right?
When I was back in my seat, another one asked me, "How come you're enrolled to this school, I'm pretty sure you're not a model and if you're not a model then you're not qualified to the school's qualifications."
"I don't know either." I just said to end the conversation. Actually, I'm really a model, but I don't want to tell them what I'm modeling for. It's embarrassing. As in.
It's the last period, Self-Motivation Class. Yes, at last! Classes are almost over!
"Okay guys, before I leave you, I want to give each of you a diary to write on." After that, commotions followed, "What?! That's so gay, ma'am."
"Baduy" [Adjective. baduy. (slang) conservative, uncool, unfashionable, in poor taste, mismatched (clothes), or without refinement in style or class.]
"Urgh. Works."
"Geez, what are blogs for?"
"Old age much?"
"Diary? What is this, elementary?"
"Hey, hey. You, sit down. Sssh. Quiet." They've arranged their seats and behaved.
"This diary is your final requirement at the end of the school year. Without compiling this, I'll mark you a good 70 in your card. Now, we don't want to fail right? So be good, and write on your diaries."
She started passing the diaries to each of us. The diaries are all different by designs. The one I received was a spiral notebook, with a light brown background with leaves, flowers and spring birds on it and also butterflies.
I find it cute and comfortable to write on. I suddenly feel excited to fill up this! I've never touched a diary in my life.
When the bell rings, I've arranged my things and threw my backpack over my shoulder and walked to the corridor. I was still holding on to the diary. It's still entertaining to browse and smell the pages. I love the smell of notebooks and books. It's a habit of mine especially when it's already old.
"Excuse me, miss." I stopped on my tracks and from smelling the notebook in my hand because someone was in front of me.
A creature cannot be described by mere mortal words, he is enveloped by a very charismatic aura and his smile… his smile can take your panties away. My jaws dropped from where I was standing. He waved his hand in front of me.
"Ah miss, excuse me? Hello?"
I snapped back, "Ah! Yes, what is it?"
Shet. I looked very idiotic while I was ogling him. Shet. I almost drooled at him, that's so embarrassing. I'm flirting too much. >_<
"I just want to ask what time is it."
"It's time for you to love me…" out of character, I answered.
"HA?!"
"Stupid. Nothing, I said its 5:07" I dashed out of there. Did I really say that? OMG.
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Dear Diary,
It's my first day in Willford Academy, school of models. There are plenty of arrogant people. But shet, earlier in the corridor I encountered a creature overflowing with handsomeness. My heart was beating so hard when he asked me about the time but, I was stupid enough to answer stupidly. Awkward! But he really is very good looking!
- Eya
ps. I'm flirty today. In fairness, the flirtiness of the students here is contagious.
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